From what we could tell, this was a fancy miniature lead lined wooden casket. At this point Jr decided to take Trey home and let me do some research.A...google search resulted in pictures of antique wood document boxes that looked like what I had. The boxes with brass frames and lead linings identified as starting in England in the early 1800s. Interesting, so, I knew what I had, but the question was what to do with it. Further investigation showed these boxes were not that rare and the value was. ... Emily was so fucking jealous.Emily had lingered just a little bit longer, watching her sexy mom continue to be relentlessly double-fucked by her two brothers, secretly hoping that Jack would tell her to join in, or that’d he might take her up to his bedroom or down to the basement when he was finished with their mother, to give her the hard, nasty fucking she’d been craving for days. But after a few minutes – and after seeing her mother loudly shrieking in ecstasy as she came all over. I stuffed my dick right back up her moist box, grabbed her hips, and fucked into her twat harder than before. She thrust her hips at me to get my cock deeper and deeper in her, begging for cum. The bell went off again and she again pulled up and ran out.When she came back in, she had a look on her face. "Naughty, naughty," she said. "You said it was quick." Sorry," i said. "Can I still use that pussy?" No," she said. "You can have my butt. Maybe that will speed you up." She flashed her. Kneel down”, Deepa said. It sounded more like an order to me.However, I decided to play along. I knelt down. Both Archana and Deepa sat on the bed and asked me to walk towards them on my knees.“Bend down and kiss our feet”, Deepa said.For some reason, I did not object. Maybe I liked kissing feet. Or maybe I liked what was happening. I must say, I was aroused a bit. So, I bent down and kissed their feet, and looked at them with an embarrassed smile.“Who said you could stop?” Archana said. “Keep.