Truckers weren’t willing to take the risks. They had a valuable cargo and as the old saying goes – possession is nine tenths of the law. The avera...e trucker could trade his cargo for whatever he wanted well before reaching an area in truly desperate need.For now, Betsy’s companies were making incredible profits. Ten percent here and there of the profits of over three thousand companies had forced Betsy’s people to reinvest her earnings into more and more businesses. She was trading food and. I gave him a slight smile. He removed the strands of my hair from my face with his fingers. I was wearing my black bra and black shorts without any underwear and he had changed into his favorite boxersI turned back and held him by his neck and asked him “Are you hungry?” He said “Yes, for you !” Now he was on me and I was lying below him. He kissed me on my forehead and then came down on my lips. He lip-locked my lips and our tongues were fighting. I was really turned on. It was after a really. . One of them was wearing a 'Grateful Dead' T-shirt and it molded itself to a body that looked like a giant 'G.I. Joe' doll. It wasn't just the muscles, either -- he looked almost bullet-proof. They went and stood in line to get food; Juanita caught my attention and said, "Dios Mio!" and made to flee."Sit, Juanita, relax. Trust me," I whispered. "They aren't INS." Juanita's 'papers' couldn't stand up to an intense examination by law enforcement of any type, so she avoided contact with cops --. "And thank you mommy ... for doing all this," she told her as David and I continued, sawing away at mom's body like a couple of lumberjacks cutting down trees."Hey ... what about me?" Dad questioned, though he too was still enjoying himself, busily thrusting away inside my sister's extremely slippery pussy, which we could now all hear quite easily again. "I'm the one actually paying for all this," he said reminding himself that he still had no real idea how much all of this actually had cost..