Hayward, we are here because it is hospital policy to be called when there is evidence of sexual assault and forceful confinement with a patient, who ...n this instance, happens to be your wife.”“I understand.”“May we ask you a few questions?”“I guess you can. I feel a little nervous, should I call my lawyer?”“You can if you like. At the moment, this is not a criminal investigation.”“Okay you can ask,” he exhaled nervously.“I understand you and your wife, Karen Hayward frequent the Hen House?”. . got to.. mmphm.. get.. rea-mmmphh.." she couldn't finish what she had to say, as her wording kept getting interrupted by his kisses. Her big round tits pressed against his chest as she felt his throbbing cock beneath her. With all of that she felt herself slipping into submission again like she did last night, as she started to realize he wanted her to focus on him and please him. She moans into his mouth as she knew she couldn't deny his request and decided to service him as his women. Soon. I looked up to see my mother drying her hands on an apron before waving to me. I waved back as I jogged toward her. "Hey, Mom." Alyssa, why didn't you call," she worried at me, "your father would have been more than willing to pick you up from the bus stop. The hardware store isn't that busy this time o' day." "I know, Mom," I replied slightly breathlessly after my jog. "I wanted to walk, though. It seems like it’s been years since I walked home from town. Besides, my skin could use a little. He answered on the third ring. I explained the situation and he informed me that the submarine was already being tracked as a potential smuggling vehicle. He would call me back with its direction and speed. We had the yacht headed back to Florida. It took us an hour and a half to get back. Mr. Black had informed me that the submarine was headed into the Atlantic and on its current route would be intercepted by a large ship traveling the other direction. It was estimated that they would meet in.