I gathered up what of my arrows I could, then Lydia and I looted the corpses. The last one had a nice magical axe. A narrow corridor behind his tomb l...d around a corner and up a hill. As I climbed the hill, I could see the ceiling in the room ahead of us. There were many small protrusions coming from it – dart or spear traps. We entered the room, and saw a chest sitting under the traps. It was actually fairly easy to disarm the trap on the chest, and we quickly pulled the useful things from it.. " I said showing her the money."Two, three, four.... Four hundred dollars? That low piece of shit thinks four hundred is my day out. He makes fifteen million a year. You keep that for yourself. Lets go. I'll spend some serious money." she said grabbing my arm and pulling me away.We made it down to the street and there are a black SUV with tinted windows. We approached it and a man ran out, opened the door, we got in and he ran back to drive."Where to Mrs. Post?" he asked."Take me to the beach. He planned to be gone three days for some early season trout fishing on the way up, and two nights of sleeping out.Actually, Graydon wanted very much to get away from his step-father and to spend solitary time in the mountains where he would find himself absorbed in something much larger than himself. He had heard the old-timers like Patch and Purdy talk about their "pine tree religion," explaining that they felt much closer to a "greater power" than they ever had in any church.Graydon couldn't. He kept chewing roughly on her tits until he was ready to come and then he raised up slightly to gaze at her hair as his cum filled her cold cunt again. After another rest, he knelt back up to watch as he pulled his cock from her cunt. It was still firm and covered in cum, and her rubbery pussy lips clung to it as he pulled it out. Her cunt stayed open and, out of curiousity, he knelt down with his face inches from her cummy pussy. None of his other lovers would have let him examine them.