Although a rich man, Roland Norton wasn’t a man that was going to just forget about that kind of sum. Quietly the right hand man stepped closer to ...he desk. The dim lighting from the desk lamp brought his features into view with his smooth face and salt-and-peppered hair. ‘She’s not worth it, Sir. I’d say give her to the men and dogs for scraps. Such a little whore like that doesn’t deserve to live.’ The old man scoffed at the suggestion. ‘No. I’m not going to let that much money go to waste. . already?"She shook her head, and slowly started walking towards a big oak across the path"Momma say I cants till I'm married... But I's gonna git married in three weeks." she quickly added with a grin, and put her cute little nose in the air."At your age?" he called out surprised, following her automatically "who with?" Jimmy Johnson. He five year older than me. He work fo' the blacksmith.His momma say he be needin' a good wife." Do you love him? " he asked with interestNow she hesitated. " I. That makes daddy so hard, sweetheart. Did you know that daddy masturbates thinking of you? Did you? I do. This is what I dream about when I jack off, sweetheart, rubbing my hard dick all over your face while you stroke my shaft. Only now I don't have to fantasize any more, because you're doing it for real. Lick the head. Yeah, baby, lick the head of daddy's hard cock. You love it, don't you Sweet Muffin? " I stared up into my daddy's eyes and nodded my head, as my tongue continued to swirl over. She looked at me with a broad grin, "I was debating on asking you."I laughed, “I'm shy, what can I say?”"I was hoping you would; I've wanted to for a long time, Jim. I was wondering why you hadn't."We passed mile marker nine as I thought about it, "I don't know, Claire. I guess I've been out of the dating scene and didn't recognize the signs. I've wanted to. Sometimes I need a little nudge I guess."Turning her head, she looked at me, "A nudge? I was about to shove you, silly man."“I am at.