With disbelief in her tone, Jemima looked back down to where I was poised to push my cock into her body, once again lifting her focus to my eyes. “I... it real? Are you going to do it?”Then, after using her hands to push herself halfway upright, Jemima said the words indelibly inked into my head. She gulped, swallowing hard as she put her chin on her chest and spread her thighs further, sobbing her need as she hooked her fingers at the nape of my neck. “I want you to fuck me,” she sighed.I. Don’t get me wrong, Ed, it was the right thing to do. Just watch your back for a few days, OK?’ ‘Yes, sir. I knew this would happen, it always does.’ Ed MacCarley stood to leave. ‘Thanks, Tommy.’ They had been friends for a long time. ‘Yeah, OK Eddie. I mean it, watch your back.’ * It was a little after eight in the morning. A trace of cool just edged into the air, stirring faint echos of autumn into the still city air. Ed MacCarley walked around his squad car giving it a once over, to check. Moments later the console buzzed and the magnet attached to the hose turned itself off. Alice looked on as Rachel's face became a mix of gratified relief and mortified embarrassment. The hose without the magnet to hold it in place, fell to the weight of gravity. Which caused the water that had been filling Rachel's ass to explode forcefully from her body and into the drain below. The tour group looked on in a disgusted fascination. As the murky water poured from Rachel's sore hole mixing with. "I kneeled down to unlace her boot. She winced and sucked air through her teeth as I pulled it off followed by her heavy wool sock. The ankle was already beginning to swell so I was pretty sure she had at least a sprain. I looked at her and shook my head. "It needs ice but, unless you have some in your back pocket, we're out of luck. You're not going to be able to walk on this." Shit!" Tears of frustration were welling up in her beautiful brown eyes. "What the hell am I supposed to do now?".