Blackie caught on real fast. He slammed his drink down on the table and called Miss Lily a very nasty name. The other patrons were amused but studious...y oblivious by the tirade.Blackie had second thoughts on the way back to the stable. He knew his boss considered Lily his "property" and would be dangerously unhappy with anyone that used his special slut for any kind of sex. Right now, his cock was so close to shooting a premature load; he didn't care what the consequences turned out to be. All. "By now Henry had stepped aside and both Patricia and Shani rushed in, clasping the woman's arms and assisting me in helping her to stand and guiding her towards the door. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Cate holding her camera to her eyes and thought some very unbrotherly thoughts about her. Something about a nice location for her to store her camera, but I left them unsaid as I was still trying to ease us gingerly out of the building.A few people began to move towards us, whether to. “Such a good Kitten, soaked like a good girl,” he growled in my ear, as he sunk inside me with a hard thrust. Panting I arched up and palmed my breasts, kneading them and tweaking my nipples. He moaned louder and thrust harder, fingers digging into my hips. I pushed back against him, moaning. I was so close again. I laced my fingers with his and dug my nails into his palms. He growled and thrust harder, one, two times. Stiffening as he emptied himself in me. I whimpered as he bit my neck again.. ”“For the life of me, I cannot see how you could make this work. How much is the land worth?”“I saw his tax papers on the farm and it’s valued at five hundred and fifty-five dollars per acre. If I sell it to you for one hundred dollars per acre, I’ll still have millions to invest – and you will have another cotton farm near your current farmland.”“How many acres are in this farm?”“One thousand and ten acres, counting the roads and ditches.”“Juliet, I don’t know what to say.”“Say yes, and I’ll.