Jon made haste to Karyn's house, though he always found it tricky to run in his stilettos. He settled into a steadier gait of rapid, small steps that helped him maintain his balance while still moving at a fair pace.
Unfortunately this movement caused Jon's large breasts to wobble excitedly within his bikini top, which frankly never gave him the kind of support his boobs required. He would stop wearing it, if not for the amazing feelings the fabric gave him rubbing against his peculiarly sensitive, wildly bouncing nipples. Jon giggled despite the gravity of the situation. This was serious business, but running always made him so horny! Jon's constrained and enlarging boner began to pull his thong deep into the valley of his butt, finally making it too uncomfortable for him to continue his pursuit, at least until he calmed down some.
Jon rested against a tree, breathing heavily. Sarah was nowhere to be seen. Just how large a head start had she got? No matter how horny he was, Jon couldn't afford to stop for sex now! The longer that girl had his wishing stone, the longer the nature of reality was in total jeopardy. Running would completely overload his libido, but Jon had to make progress. He began to walk slowly and with great deliberation in the direction of Karyn's house, as it took all of his fatigued concentration to do so.
