The barn cat still sat on the back porch, watching and waiting, front paws tucked out of sight.The sheriff's visit was brief and perfunctory with Phil...p as his guide. He did not talk to Anne but did question all the slaves briefly. After he mounted, he looked down at Philip, pursed his lips and said, "Lot of talk in town, nasty talk. Keep your eyes open, young man. Tell her to load her other weapons and lock her doors."Philip Wells and Anne Conroy dined together at about two that afternoon and. "Make me feel safe in your arms, love," she said, as if she was drunk. "I want you, please make me yours, please, this pussy is your property, here," she said, struggling for breaths and gasping for air as her heart rate continued to get faster.The arousal made her lower body thrust upwards with pleasure, she was gone for sure, drunk with lust. It was as if her body moved like she was riding cock when really, her pussy was still being munched on. She violently slapped her own pussy many times. "He then started to play with my pussy again as I stared at his huge cock. Soon I saw it get big and hard once more. He then spread my legs very wide and put my ass on a pillow so my hips were raised. He got on his knees between my legs and ran his cock over my pussy. It felt so good and my pussy began to throb. He rubbed his cock over my clit and around my hole which I loved. Then he stopped at the entrance to my cunt and placed his cock so he could begin to enter me. "Daddy will go slow but I. Jenkins," said Cindy, then gave me a sunny smile, that warmed me down to my toes. Surely she hadn't been about to say, "Mr. pervert." "Cindy!" warned her mother, obviously annoyed about something. "OK Momma, I was just kidding," replied Cindy, then turned to me again. "You're nice," she said, then beamed a smile at me, that made me decide she couldn't possibly have meant what I thought she did. Then, the little 12-year-old added, with a grin, "Why don't you come over to our place.