We got to work on the plantation as we all referred to it. Originally Tommy was the only one who knew about the business. That lasted until we worked ...ut the distribution plan. After that was done Tommy and I began to think about who to bring in to help. We didn’t want clients coming to Tommy’s Second Chance store. At least not ones we hadn’t thoroughly vetted. Frankly we didn’t want pot laying around the store either or for his granddaughter to be tempted.To avoid that and to stay with the. He'd gone with his instincts with her and had told her about his mission. I can only pray my trust has not been misplaced. Samantha is a beautiful woman and very loyal to her daughter but can she understand why I'm killing the chherti? He still winced with the remembered pain he'd awoken to the night after he'd forced Samantha to acknowledge his dominance over her. The Queen bitch on Sarkin was reminding him of his duty. He'd packed a bag and was preparing to leave when Samantha had set her own. I felt the pussy juices between the seat and my legs making the seat a bit slippery. I felt to slutty. I looked at myself and agreed that I looked like a cheap whore. My legs wide and my skirt pulled up above my ass. I pulled the bra down a bit so my nipples peeked a bit over the edge, put the car in drive and drove off.5 minutes later I had to stop at the traffic light and on my left a van stopped too. With their high position the passenger had a clear view on my body and that didn’t went. I will hurt you until you cry. Why did this not send her bolting out of her chair? Why did it also feel like the sweetest declaration of love when he said it? Was there something more lurking inside her than just the ‘fierce passion’ he had attested she held, something much darker?“How many strikes?” he probed, grabbing her by the throat and touching his lips to her temple ever so gently. “I demand fifteen at least.”“Fifteen strikes for each orgasm?” Her head reeled and her bladder clenched in.