It was a woman’s name attached to the officer post. He rang the number and chatted to her, telling her where he was phoning from, getting the postco...e from Charles for her. She was available to come to the site during the coming morning, and be present when Reg dug up the concretions, which he was sure were silver coins.“I believe this makes them Treasure Trove, ma’am.”“Not quite. The 1996 Act changed the designation to Treasure, and reduced the noble metal content somewhat. A concretion of. She dropped her legs from around his waist for a moment so she could reach down and guide him in. The tip of his dick pushed against the opening of her pussy, meeting some resistance. No longer thinking or worrying, Adam moved with instinct and pushed hard against her.He was suddenly engulfed by warmth. And tightness. So tight and wet. He gasped and stood still for an instant in shock. He thought her mouth around him had been the best feeling in the world but this. This was pure ecstasy.Miss. ”She pulled away. “What do you mean?”“I'm going to find work in town.”Megan gaped. “I don't understand...”“You told me not to let you hurt me. So I'm not. Tomorrow morning I'll be gone.”“I am not hearing this,” Megan said.“There's no—”“You can't really just be leaving me here in the middle of all this? I need you.”“You need someone to use.”“That's not—” But she couldn't finish. It was not, she was sure, entirely fair, but it wasn't entirely unfair either. “All right,” she said. “Do what's best. She widened her spread thighs a little more. “Ungag her Miss Stevens,” ordered Connor, “And clamp the hood of her clitoris. I want to listen to her squeal.” “Yes Sir,” Miss Stevens nodded. The blonde whimpered and lowered her head as Miss Stevens withdrew the red rubber ball from her mouth. “Head up slut,” Miss Stevens hissed. Connor stood behind the blonde and curled his thick fingers in her golden curls. He pulled her hair hard, forcing her head back. Her back arched, her belly flexed,.