" Most likely the State," Red offered."I don't care about the money," she handed her father the fifty cent piece she kept as remembrance of her findin... that stash."This is an old timer," Red stated. "I haven't seen one of these in ages. "Were all of them Franklins?" No, a lot of them were Lady Liberty going all the way back to the nineteen twenties." Cal said, keeping his eye on the road as they turned onto to Highway 2 to have lunch at Sally's. Red's only observance was that he thought that. Now looking over at this tanned body reminded her of her late husband - her cunt started to leek and her clit throbbed getting up from the table she walked over to sink and washed her dish – standing there naked she bent over to put the dish into the washer making sure Brian had a good view of her arse – what have we got planned to day she asked him – the hand between her legs made her turn her head – well if you’re not sore we could always start off with a fuck.They both had a shower bye now. " Jason chuckled softly, his own hands sliding from her shoulders to caress the pillowy balls of her tits."Mmmmmmm," she cooed softly while his fingers lovingly kneaded the pliant flesh of her breasts. Jason understood her and her needs. When they made love, it was that - love. "Not shameless, free."They were free, she realized. It was during such moments as this that it became obvious just how free they were. How many women could tell their husbands they had just balled their teenage nephew. Seventy-five miles an hour now. “A tracker,” she persisted. “How big are they, and where can we get some?”“Radio Shack, I guess,” answered Paul.“Okay hang on...” said Mia. She started googling.Grace saw the SUV come through the gap that she’d come through, then the traffic shifted and the blobby white car was stuck behind the row that was blocking all four lanes again. She didn’t want to be sandwiched between the two agents’ vehicles - they might force her down an off-ramp or something, to.