<strong>Lillian</strong><br/>While the slavegirl was trying to lap the cum off her own chest - which earned her some attention from the males present, it would seem - the rich man stopped and furrowed her brows. He seemed...displeased, as his words made abundantly clear.<br/><strong><br/>"New deal? What are you talking about, I couldn't possibly know! Our original deal was that you would "be in charge of our entertainment for the night". You said it in the common room, and the proprietor and other guests heard you! And despite the fact that we all see you're having more fun than us, you are talking about another deal? Are you reneging on the deal you agreed to, now?"</strong><br/>He looked at her, and his stare was hard...as hard as his cock.<br/><strong><br/>"If so, I might have to ask recompense from the local magistrates. No new deal should be concluded, that much is for sure!"</strong>