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She saw me arrive and got up and ran towards me. I set her down and picked up the guy was probably 30 pounds, smelling liquor on his breath and put him in restraints. Thank god she hadn't Tasered him.Looking up, I saw what'd happened; this guy drove into our front yard - tearing up the lawn and the flower garden. My backup showed up and took the perp away. I started getting eyewitness statements, looking over to my sister, who was smiling at me. She put her arms around me again."Are you going to be OK, Sis? — I have to go in and make my report, I'll be back just as soon as I can, all right?" I said."My big brother, to the rescue," she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.I got on my bike and drove to the Humboldt Communications Center in beautiful downtown Eureka and filed my report. When I called in the primary details, including my sister being involved, they gave me two days off, with pay, to resolve whatever needed resolving.After getting something to drink on the way, I showed. Everything faded except the intensity of being consumed completely by him.“Nova…”His fingertips dug into her flesh, urging her on. She started moving faster. Fucking him hard, taking him as deep as she could. He moved his hands up and cupped her face. The gentle touch was in stark contrast to the thrusting of his cock. She couldn’t help herself, she felt the familiar pull deep inside of her. Martin was right with her and could no longer hold back. She felt it rush through her like electricity as Martin came deep inside of her. Nova’s blood felt on fire and matched the heat coating her skin.She felt lost in the moment. Everything around her faded except the feel of his cock still deep inside of her, his hands holding onto her for dear life as heat embraced them. She opened her eyes to see him watching her intently. Nova’s heart was beating rapidly and she was trying to catch her breath as Martin seemed to absorb her with his eyes. Their sweaty bodies were still entangled. He finally.
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