Without it she was just another ordinary young whore. Oh, the hell she was! She was my girl and she wasn’t anybody’s whore!With Claire’s help,...I became undressed. My cock was rock-hard, engorged with blood, and elongated by lust. “Don’t let the wheelchair fool you, Sweetheart,” I assured. “I can fuck!”Claire climbed back into my lap this time with her back to me. She bent over, wriggled her ass against my erection, and seemed to be begging, “Prove it!”Grabbing my cockshaft with one hand,. A woman who preached, all unknowing, damnation. Worship of the physical. Yet how could he deceive himself so? He knew that all things physical, no more how enduring, must yield in the end. Must go down to corruption. Only the spiritual goes on. It was the spiritual that gave me the power to remold my flesh. To defy the doctor's and even the very 'laws of nature'.I welcomed the power from within me. Unbound, finally. Odd that such a creature as he should be the instrument of it's freedom, and my. .fucking...horny." I suddenly slip down between his legs until I'm kneeling on the floor in front of him. Before Gary can say or do anything, I open his zipper and reach in, seconds later pulling out his hard cock. He sits back and closes his eyes, knowing what is to come. Without wasting any time, I lean in and take his whole length inside of my mouth until his balls are at my lips. Gary lets out a moan. I begin to bob my head up and down, moaning every time his cock hits the back of my. Perhaps thatis why you have always felt guilty about sex.." "I have never felt guilty about sex," Janet stated firmly. "Really, is that why some of the men you've dated have left angrily,"Sally probed, "because you wouldn't experiment with sex?" "This is the craziest idea that I've ever heard. Just what are yousuggesting anyway?" Janet demanded. "Perhaps you should search for another kind of sexual fulfillment," Sallyanswered. "Like bondage?" questioned Janet. "Yes. And don't act so.