"Any luck Scott?" she asked."Yea, all bad," he snarled leaning back again acutely aware of the discomfort in his pants."Did you try just a last name s...arch?" she asked.Snorting in disgust at himself Peterson turned back to the screen but before she said "Wait a second, Scott. Let's have a talk in private shall we?"She turned around and walked back in the direction of the chief's office which he had turned over to the agents before departing on a fishing trip that he had slyly insinuated was far. Adam looked down at her titty bumps and then to her bare, pink vulva. Her lips were swollen and wet, boldly inviting his cock into her warm grotto.The boy bent over her, supporting himself with one hand while reaching with the other to guide his cock. Lisa put her spare hand between them and opened Hannah’s pussy to the boy while continuing to hold the trembling girl with her other hand.Adam guided his cock to Hannah’s hole and paused with it lodged at the opening. He looked into Lisa’s eyes,. The sixth William didn't nail a single telegraph wire. He surveyed the route and scouted the line.So much for family legends.Yes, The gaffer was responsible for sinking a Japanese patrol boat with a coconut bomb.But most important, the gaffer knew where the Southern Star was."Ya see, Malay and the Philippines were surrendered to the Japs pretty close to the same time," he said. "A right tear-up that was. The Nips were coming in one entrance and we were going out the other. Most of us had 'port. Once you understand it, you own it, Uncle John used to tell her.And once you own it, you can use it.Uncle John had died two years ago. In his will, he'd left all of his assets in a complicated trust that made his staff equal beneficiaries until DJ turned 26. Then, they received $1million each - and she got whatever was left - unless she agreed to keep them on staff.When she'd seen the terms of the trust, she'd checked his - now her - cash flow and been stunned to discover that there was a good.