Wendy drove there in her Polo, not her sugar daddy's Mercedes. Tim would not have chosen that even if he had been able to drive. Wendy was pent up whi...h did not help either."Hello, Dad," she said with forced brightness.Ray Waters nodded."This is my fiancé, Tim Richards."Tim fumbled with his crutches and held out his hand with what he hoped was a friendly smile."How do you do, Mr Waters?"Wendy's father shook his hand without a word, looked him up and down and then asked, "Why the crutches?". " was all I could manage to get out. Even though he was going slowly, the pressure was amazing and I had never been stretched quite like that. "Oh God, that's too much" I moaned into the pillows. But Chris didn't stop. He pushed, added lotion, and then pushed some more until his entire hand was up my ass. I didn't move. I just lay there reveling in the mix of pleasure and pain as I felt Chris clenching and relaxing his fist inside me. 

"I'm pulling out now." He saidHe did just that. Slowly,. Don’t you want me?”“Want you? Yes, I want you. I’ve been dreaming of having you in my arms again for four months.”“But you’re not ... um...” She lightly fondled my limp dick. Fuck! I wasn’t hard! I wasn’t even thinking about being hard. And having her touch me wasn’t remedying the situation.“I’m sorry,” I said. “It ... I don’t know what the problem is.”“Did you find someone else, Ari?” Her voice was very small and muffled by my shoulder.“No. No! I haven’t...” I stopped to think. “Um ... I told. To my surprise I was wrong. I thought they would hug or kiss or something else, but they continued talking about their friends.After 5 or 10 mins again the door bell rang and this time it wasn’t pooja again. I wonder why the person who was planned to arrive didn’t arrive but the persons who weren’t expected by ME were coming home. It was rajveer who came. Rajveer is the guy who had proposed me last year, he is bhaiya’s friend, but I didn’t want any relation so I had declined his proposal..