"You'll heal completely Constable Esposito, but you'll have to wait before having any kind of penetrative s*x until this sore completely heals. Probably another week," she said in her most authoritative voice as she pointed to the small scab that was on the edge of the thick ridge that separated my shaft from the bulbous head. "And tell your sister not to touch it either."
"Always the comedian aren't you," I asked, then added, "I was lucky, wasn't I?" I was staring at how close the hopped up crackhead had come to shooting off my p***s.
"You were...but I'm not so sure about the female population of New York City though," Kathy countered as she arranged the sheet over me. "I've got to go," she said as she moved back from the bed.
"Hey," I called.
"Hey what?" she asked as she stood just i
