The next day I drove to Mt. Pleasant on the coast then turned to the west and headed into the mountains. I checked and rejected five properties as I ...drove two hours southwest. I arrived in a mid-sized city and found a reasonably printed hotel. A quick dinner at a small diner near the hotel, gassing up the vehicle, and a hot shower settled me in for the night. I linked to the hotel wifi and looked for properties in the immediate area. After printing out six or seven listings I started. Her tight deep tunnel was like the door to the heavens to him, and every scream or moan made him use her harder. If she tried to move away he would spank her hard on her ass. Soon she understood that no fighting or begging would ease her situation, and he felt her become motionless and passive. He couldn't have that though, he wanted her reactions. After a few final thrusts into her cunt, he let go of her arm and spread her asscheeks to inspect her other hole. He spat on it to make it a little. The third truck was Granddad Artur and he came over as fast as he could for his 65 years. When the EMT finished checking Rorke he looked at Granddad and Michael and just shook his head. Jake Miles, the Deputy Sheriff, who was an old family friend walked back to his car and called the office to have the coroner dispatched. Granddad reached for his phone and called Nana Erina to have Granda Darry and Gran Flanna go be with Michael's mother.While they waited for the coroner, Granddad asked one of. Finally, he admitted, "I don't like how I feel around you."Gail didn't say anything. He seemed to think for a minute. He cocked his head to one side as he looked at her. He finally said, "Vulnerable, I guess. It's not something I'm accustomed to feeling. I'm a big bad ass cop. People are supposed to be afraid of me. They're supposed to cower and answer my questions. You don't do that. It's like you know where my soft spot is and your hand is around it ready to squeeze it at a moment's.