I was on my morning run, rounding the corner towards the bridge while being encouraged by the soft fall of my feet as I traveled towards the bridge. This is the halfway point for me on my jog and the most beautiful. With water running freely and the sounds of quiet nature around me it is the highlight of my run.

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Today there is a light fog wafting to and fro with the currents of the wind as I round the corner. The first thing I see is the old white Camry sitting just on the bridge. I think to myself someone has broken down in the night and then the fog shifts the other way and there she is, perched on the railing of the bridge gripping at the support with white knuckles but leaning forward as if she is going to hurl herself to the lazy water below.

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Without thinking I run now, full tilt and as she is bending her legs committing to the leap, I grab her calves with my hands and haul her down onto the grating of the bridge. There cowering before me is an oriental girl, her eyes red rimmed her face wet from the tears she was bathing herself with in her grief and turmoil.

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“What the hell!” I yell at her and then in total amazement of what I am doing almost as if I am outside watching, I see my hand lift and slap her face, once, twice and then a third time. “How dare you throw your life away”, I bellowed at her?

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“I…I…I”, she stammered as I gripped her blouse and banged her body down onto the road.

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With a strength I did not know I possessed, I lifted her by her blouse and hauled her towards the car. “Is this your car”, I asked jerking her toward it.

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“Yes, I”, she stammered on as I flung her face forwards across the front of the car.

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I could see the terror in her eyes as she looked at me in the reflection of her and me in the windshield. Never had I ever seen myself so possessed with anger and I have to admit, I really do not want to ever see me that way again.

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“Well”, I yelled tearing her skirt as I lifted it up over her panty covered ass. “You can die later, right now, I am taking what you want to just throw away.”

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My left hand was tearing her panties down over her ass while my right hand was pulling out my already hardening member.

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“Oh God”, she cried out as she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip preparing for what she knew was to come.

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“Cry out to him”, I said bruskly as I rubbed the thick head of my cock up and down her velvet covered slit, then feeling her entry as I pushed I dropped both hands to her hips and rocked forward thrusting deep and hard into her.

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Her cry echoed off the walls of the canyon as I impaled myself deep inside her. She held me so tightly my cock burned as if she had stripped the skin off it when I shoved myself inside her. I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle. Then without mercy or thought I started pounding my thickness in and out of her pussy. It was if her whole body clung to me, molded around the invasion of her body until I threw my head back, closing my eyes and bellowed like a wolf as I came in torrents flooding her with my need and seed.

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Gasping for air, I withdrew with a wet slosh as my cum tinted pink oozed out between her lips and I looked at it confused. Then shrugging I wiped myself and pocketed her panties leaving her gasping and weak on the front of her car.

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To tell the truth I figured she would just jump and finish what she started. I was wrong, though it would be almost a year before I found out otherwise.