Unfortunately the mattress had had cleaning fluid poured over it, making it impossible to get any DNA evidence there.That triggered something in my me...ory, and I dug through the files to refresh my recollection. I found a five-year-old case involving a 15-year-old girl that had been kidnapped and brutalized over a period of months in the Denver area. Her name was Angela Wilkins. With the idea that there seemed to be some parallels, I did a nation-wide search and found that she had moved out. Scott removed the gloves and examined his knuckles. Even with sparring gloves, the skin didn't have the toughness it used to. He watched as the split skin healed. Another couple of weeks at the bag and that wouldn't happen anymore.The healing was something he could only stop with specific thoughts. He'd forgotten in Afghanistan. The slip had nearly exposed him. Only a painful reversal of his rapidly healing wounds kept the medics from strapping him to a gurney and shipping him to a black site. Granny wants to play with your dick.” “Okay.” I was kind of excited and wanting her to play with my cock. I had only masturbated myself. My cock was erect and hard. I sat down and Granny put her hands on my cock. She moved her fingers up and down my shaft. I was nervous and wondered what she’d do next. She was smiling and licking her lips, while she played with my cock. I moaned, while she played with me.“You’re a big boy! I'm so happy you have a big cock. We're going to have so much fun. Her vagina contracts tightly around the vibrator, everything swollen to the point of bursting. Every second, her body sends agonizing signals throughout her, demanding relief. Ashley doesn’t know what to do. She can barely move, she can’t touch herself. She is forced to stay bent over, waiting. Her lips tremble as the panties fill her mouth. Ashley shuts her eyes tightly, hoping the vibrator turns on again. Fuck it! I can’t do this anymore. I’m just going to cum. Whatever my punishment will be….