.. counted on her fingers and said, “Fourteen million, one hundred forty one thousand, one hundred forty dollars.” She looked stunned for a bit ...... sat down with a thud ... got back up ... looked at us both.“Okay ... who did you kill?”“Nobody.”There was a long drawn out pause ... with a lot of heavy breathing and looking anywhere but at her ... and I said, “But we did lie to a government official.”And Jim said, “Not exactly.”“How not exactly?”“Well ... they never asked,” Jim looked at me and I. He gave the dispatcher the location of the call. ‘I’m responding Code Three, but I’m a good ten minutes away,’ he continued. ‘See if either the State Patrol or Lincoln County have any units closer.’ ‘Copy, L-15,’ the dispatcher responded. ‘I’ll see what I can do.’ Greg put down the radio microphone, flipped the switches which activated his blue lights and siren, and pressed down on the accelerator. At the same time, he picked up the phone. ‘Gail,’ he said, ‘I’m on my way. And there should be. "Of course it's OK but be careful you don't fall climbing in." Oh I will make sure she doesn't fall, she will be in good hands with me" he said as they headed toward the big rig.Watching Jen climb up the steps to the door of that big truck was a sight. With those shorts on he butt looked real nice with the muscles of her legs forming such a beautiful sight.I noticed Eric was enjoying the view since he was climbing right behind her and almost covering her body with his as they climbed in.From. Next thing I know he begins to unzip my pants. To anyone who ever wore tight pants and tried to take your hard cock out while sitting, then you know the difficulty he was having. While he was trying to get my cock out, he unzipped his pants and took his limp cock out. He told me to stroke his cock. All this was new to me so I did what he asked and grabbed his limp cock and began to stroke it. Meanwhile, his trying to get my cock out of my pants had me on the verge of cumming. I told him I was.