Her breasts had ballooned out to a nice, inviting36DD. She had some junk in the trunk, as well. She was a shorthaired brunette, with brown eyes, and...a very nice smile. She wasalso in a constant state of horniness since her second divorce. She had caught the rotten bastard cheating on her a second time.The divorce soon followed with her getting sole custody of thegirls. They had moved back in with her parents who were wealthyand retired. Jennifer and the girls had the house to. I didn't know why my body would betray me so, even I would not blame him for fucking me now. And that is what he did.With one hand he grabbed my arms, pulling them together to pin them at the wall above my head. With the other he covered my mouth, slowly sliding his large throbbing member into my soaking pussy. Even with the size of his cock, I almost didn't feel any pain as he entered me, my juices lubricating his entry like an invitation. He then pulled back and slammed into me, thrusting in. He decided telling the truth—or at least a modified version of it—was his best approach. “Yeah, I’m here meeting with my friend again. What are they saying? I’ll ask whether he’s seen anything.”“They say someone attacked a homeless man in the city yesterday. The social media is abuzz, but that’s all I know. I was just curious. I’ll check it out online and let you know what I find.”“I’m sure it’s nothing. There are all kinds of weird people in the city. Out of the millions living here, a few are. “No,” Nate admitted. “He’s gotta make an official announcement for the TV cameras. It’s big news round here as I guess you ladies already know. But some of the other guys will fill you in. Wait here. I’ll see who I can find.”It was Inspector Matthew Papadopoulos who escorted us into a quiet office that was reserved for just this kind of discussion to describe what had been found and what had been determined from the evidence. It was evident that he’d had to do something like this many times.