I stuttered that i wouldn't hurt her and asked if she had any lube and condoms. She laughed and said "the river running out of my pussy says i don't n...ed lube" . I unbuttoned the top of her trousers and pulled them down past her knees and pushed her back onto her bed. I knelt down and pulled her trousers off and stared at her big fat cunt bulging the front of her huge black granny pants. i could smell her juices as well as see the sheen on her inner thighs. I slipped my fingers into the leg of. After two days of riding in a car, I didn't even try to avoid the run. If I did, I would be calling myself names for days.I gritted my teeth and headed off into the 15 degree morning. I was thankful for the ski mask I wore when I ran. I carried my badge since approaching anyone dressed as I was could easily get me shot. I ran through the back streets and around the parking lots as I kept track of the time not the distance I ran. I always expected to find a broken door, hear a burglar alarm,. Then she turned back looking over her shoulder at me with a smile. "Bo ... later on you can taste mine." She pulled the door open and walked into the hall. A second later I heard the bathroom door close and the water run.I lay on the bed enjoying the summer sun streaming through the window. I was warm. I had just been jerked off by a cute girl. I was about to be killed by a beautiful girl. But for right now I was enjoying just laying here in my own cum.I stretched my arms over my head. In the. After Anna accused me of torching a truck, the idea that she told someone to attack me seemed a stretch. My attacker’s verbal abuse felt personal, so I didn’t believe the two were connected. I couldn’t waste time in the hospital. I had to find my Dad, and then the locket. I needed to heal this wound.I focused on the wound. I knew what needed to happen, thanks to my connection to Emma. She may have been a heart surgeon, but she was still a doctor, and she would know how to heal various wounds.