”Lisa didn’t have to exaggerate when she said, “She’s very beautiful.”Jan looked sad. “Yes. She was, wasn’t she.”Lisa felt bad. She ha... never asked Jan about her personal life. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Did something happen?”“Oh, no. She’s still alive. She just ... Well, she doesn’t look like that anymore.”Lisa started to ask what happened, but then thought better of it. Her curiosity was not worth upsetting Jan even further. But as she was to soon find out, that story was why she was there.It was. I was half tempted to leap from my car in some gesture of compassion, some noble deed to scurry over towards him, retrieve his cap and hand it back to him, even though the light had now turned green and traffic had begun to move once again. Instead, I watched as he spun his wheelchair about, his cap running free behind him for a moment, before stopping back where I had first spotted him. I passed by as he leaned over snatching his cap back up from the ground, putting it back on his head, and. “I can't? You will be mine, Tamra. Every part of you.”He unfastens her jeans, and she feels a tiny squirrel of panic in her stomach. “They'll see.”“They might,” he admits. “In that case, they'll see a woman being pleasured as she's never been pleasured before.”He pushes her jeans down over her hips, leaving the chaps intact on her thighs, and the air-conditioned air brushing over her bald pussy lips raises chill bumps.“Bend over,” he commands. “Spread your ass cheeks for me.”Without even really. “Hi love,” I said. “Had a good day?” “I’ve been had good today,” she said dreamily. “Thank you for my present.” “My pleasure, “ I replied. “But it’s not over yet.” “What?“ she said looking up at me wondering what else there could be. “My turn.” I told her. “But I’m full up.” “I know,” I replied stripping off my clothes. She was indeed full. I looked between her spread legs and cum was dribbling down from both holes. I pressed the tip of my cock to her cunt and eased it in. It was gorgeous and.