Then the other night despite my advancing age I felt the horniest I have in years, my cock as stiff as an iron rod. Sarah was already fast asleep and ...I knew if I woke her she,d just turn over and rebuff me so decided to do what I used to do and work her up while she slept. For the first time in ages as she,d taken a shower before coming to bed she,d dispensed with her knickers so only wore the top half of nightie so when I began to work my right hand over her thigh she did not resist, but. But she’s taken off guard and a small part of her in the far back of her mind has already betrayed her and surrendered to the Commander as he manhandles her face down. The Special Agent is honestly shocked at just how physically capable a man she assumed was a desk jockey is. She squirms and fights back, but ultimately he uses his surprise as well as his greater strength and leverage to lock her down in place. She doesn’t have enough wiggle room to break free, at least not now. And then his. Hard. Short. Pressurized jabs going in and out of her until the sounds of his fingers in her slick core became as heavy as the scent of their sex in the air. His thumb pressed down on her clit, and his fingers rushed into a blur. Emma squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand until it couldn’t move. She dropped her arms down, only realizing now that her cup wasn’t in her hand anymore. When had — ‘Lie down, babe.’ She followed Sylar’s direction and allowed herself to lie flat on her. "How are you feeling Brock?" She smiled thinly at me and I knew she was worried."I've had better days. How long have I been here? Where is here by the way?" I knew I was in a hospital but I needed to know which one."You're in the hospital in Springfield. You ran away from the one in Columbia and nearly gave your mother a heart attack when you ran away like that." Her voice was very disapproving. She had never spoken to me like that before."I just couldn't stay. She wanted to rewrite history and.