With each thrust, the muscles grabbed at my cock. My body spasmed. I spewed cum deep inside her pussy. She pushed back against my thrusts as my cock d...scharged load after load of hot jism into her. I grabbed her and pulled her up. Leaning against her and squeezing her breasts. The electricity flowed across my body. I kept pumping as her pussy muscles milked my cock dry of cum.“Ohhhh, your pussy is amazing,” I shouted. My hand was still working her clit. I could feel her shaking as the orgasm. “I’m Liam ... McHorn ... We were told ... that the ... O’Dells gang ... were rustling ... cattle and ... we were sent ... to stop them.”“Well we’re the O’Dells. Have you seen any cattle?”The man shook his head, still trying to catch his breath.“That’s right. We’re prospectors, not cattlemen, not rustlers. You’ve killed a lot of my family over the past week. There will be a reckoning.”“The company has a lot of men. They are going to want to get even,” he said breathing easier.“Look around. Does. It all seemed like a dream to her and her only worry was that the new room-mate would not like her and it would be an uncomfortable situation for both of them.She was told that she could select one of her friends from her local school who was also accepted to room with but in all honesty she really had no friends to speak of and it would be no different than taking "pot luck" with whomever the University assigned.Linda had recently fallen into the filthy and degrading habit of Onanism although. I now own the Company. I own the mill. I own your houses. I own your company cars.In short. I own YOU!.I will be holding individual meetings with each of you today, here is the schedule. Be there. Don't be late.Meeting 1 Margaret.Margaret had expected a civilised discussion about the history and prospects for the mill. Instead, she had undergone 20 minutes of what can only be described as gentle interrogation about her and family. It was clear she recognised that the end was coming, but even.