I creamed my long legs last night, they too are hairless, men crave that look, I know it, and it makes me wetter.Of course this freedom comes with the... need to comply, give my 'Cuck-Hubby', his daily pleasure, and today is no different, he knows I am desired by someone at work, a man just waiting for my nod of acceptance, but I keep him at arms length until hubby gives the signal, and when he does, I am turned over to this man, for his amusement.Shaved and smooth, stockinged without panties,. The early morning silence was broken by the creaking of a wooden door. The Shiek's young daughter, Shesa, entered the barn outlined by dawn light. To the Viscountess' surprise, she had a guest with her this morning. The lithe and limber boy Abdul was following behind Shesa as she made her morning rounds. The Viscountess knew that Abdul was the son of a potentate from far Syria, where human livestock was a rarity. The Syrian's eyes darted to the naked mares in the barn with greedy amazement. He. Working in the Baboon Laboratory aboard the station has warped my perspective. The alpha baboon, TJ, occupied the upper branches of the largest tree. We humans tend to do the same. My target was resident of a penthouse suite. He had the entire floor to himself, plus an enclosed rooftop swimming pool. He did have a security staff controlling access, and a cleaning crew did housekeeping a couple of times per week. I'll call him Justin—it isn't his name but he lived in Texas, in Dallas. Other than. “So, what do you think of Dan? He’s cute isn’t he? He clearly likes you.” “He clearly thinks he can get me in bed and screw me.” “And would that be all bad?” “Maybe we can talk later Dawn. Right now, I really need to go home and prepare for tomorrow. I want to review my plans and look at some of the books from the classes last weekend.” “OK, sweetie. I’ll catch you later.” Angela left and headed home. She pulled out her notes and sketches, then the books that had been left in her car. She.