I'd been sucked into the search for the meaning of my injuries; for the solution to the mystery. I'd been on the receiving end of a campaign to get me...back with Ann who I still did not know.Through it all, there was Trish. She had been the solid home for my spirit; my encouragement and support. The thought began to take shape that after all, the two of us might settle down together permanently. I had rehearsed all the reasons why this would not work, but after her guilt trip about Tim I. He, on the other hand, couldn't stop. He had me in so many positions and hanging off so many pieces of furniture and I was even sure if I'd be able to walk anymore. I think he realized that he was about to kill me and was now ready to cum. I was laying on my stomach and he was fucking me into a frenzy from behind. He pulled up my legs and was using them as leverage, while I was still screaming for more of his dick. He then told me the only way he was going to cum is if the next time we fucked,. I did not say anything for that. But it was making my mind go wrong . Her big soft boobs were touching back. My dick started getting hard. It started drizzling on the way but still managed to reach home. We reached and asked her to freshup and I went out to get some food for dinner. By the time I came back , she was in a saree which I gifted . She was looking damn beautiful and wanted to kiss her there and then but controlled because I don’t know what is in her mind . Because she was once. We're revising the scan areas."Pru grinned, welcoming the changed relationship. She felt willing cooperation and acceptance from the other woman. "What about Kurshan?" she asked."Nothing there either. But, we do have something on this Batuk— the CID you're talking with." Let me see."Lia keyed a file to the screen. They considered the limited information available, including the photo of a 30-something man with distinctive Han features."Do you have access to his PID?" Pru asked."We're working on.