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. Mr. Groves was knocking impatiently for the second time, and again Debbie hesitated before reaching up to slide the bolt back."What took you so long?" he grumbled irritably as he stepped through the door."I was just changing my clothes." She told him as she closed the door again.As she stepped back she noticed the little bag in Mr. Groves' hand. She licked he lips as she felt a thrill of anticipation rush through her. What would he do to her today?Mr. Groves studied her for a moment, in her. Climbing onto the bed Veronica knocked his hand off his cock and gently wrapped her slender fingers around the shaft, gently rubbing she lowered her head and sucked the head, having difficulty in swallowing more than a few inches Chris groaned, as she sucked his cock she put her hand in between her legs and gently rubbed her pussy, before moving up the bed and feeding his cock into her pussy, it was tight but Veronica was so wet it eased in slowly, sitting up Chris fondled her tits and played. All I know is that it feels GOOD when I think about it.And it feels better---waaaaay better---when someone watches me for real.Way better.Like last Thursday afternoon when I laid this cute cop I know and his female partner was sitting in the same room with us the whole time, just watching.They were on duty so she was wearing her uniform with her gun and everything and her radio kept crackling. It was so fucking hot for her to be there just sitting in a chair watching me ride him. Her eyes would.