I won’t go into it all but she was just being a royal pain in the ass.The one thing that stood out was that she had a habit of denying him sex…thi... seemed to happen a lot. I’d noticed a nice ‘bulge’ in his pants; how could any girl in her right mind not want a nice sized cock? I guessed she wasn’t in her right mind?I gave it a pass for a while.Anyone who’s been there knows…you think about it (especially with black guys) you begin to want it…then you just have to throw caution to the wind and. She grinned as she looked over previous copies of HiramMcKinnon's will and saw that he had left everything to his nieces andnephews but changed his mind as he slowly worsened. The family tried tofight to reinstate the old copies of the will but Hiram's lawyers hadhim covered- his body was failing, but his mind as still solid.In the end, Hiram tried to do what was right and leave everything to hisson's family. That meant Jaimie and her half-brother, with Hiram tellingall in the will that he had. Her breasts fell only slightly from their own weight as she moaned softly, begging for his touch. She tilted her head up, her mouth open, as he gathered the remnants of her top in his hands. "Don't you want to kiss me?" she asked."No, not really. Most slave girls were used like whores and I don't know where that mouth has been."She gasped in mock surprise at his playful insult as he turned his attention to her bare breasts, his hands moving to cup and lift the two golden-hued mounds, her. Placing it beside her cot above the floor, she went back for her patient and wondered over the moving of him. Hard as stone and just as heavy, she could never manage it on her own. Nor could she rely upon the guards. ‘I need you to waken,’ she whispered beside his ear, praying that he would see the wisdom in moving. ‘Please warrior, I cannot move you alone, I know you are weary, but I must move you from the floor.’ ‘Cannot see…to move…’ He groaned, and her heart hurt for him. ‘I know my way in.