She was wearing a white extra tight top with just a white bra inside which was clearly visible and a extra small black fluffy shorts which barely cove...ed her ass. And i could see her sexy and juicy plum thighs which gave me an instant hard on. She welcomed me inside with a slight shy smile on her face, and the whole scene was turning me on.I moved inside her house, and gave her a small hug and her melons touched my chest giving me a 220 watts current shock all over my body. As i came closer to. Simon couldn’t avert his gaze from her left leg that was elevated above the bed by a system of pulleys and ropes. The white plaster cast, encasing it from the middle of the thigh to the ankle, was enormously thick, making her bare foot look childish. He scratched his head thoughtfully. No point wasting money on fiberglass when she will never be able to walk again. Of course. Moreover, she may never wake up from the coma. This tiny foot will never touch the ground again. Lifeless, it will stay. I was so hard stroke that cause pain. But the pleasure overcame the pain. I to made my move. I again hold her and this time I make her yellow top slide upward till her neck and began to bite her boobs from her red net bra. She was shaking in ecstasy and stroking my dick harder and harder. She left out moans”mmmhhhh…Yessssss…harder…bite them…. not only one …I have two..”And with every stroke I was biting them harder. Our romance was at the peak of pleasure. We both were moving and making each. There were so many beautiful feminine things. I could see that Karen preferred blouses, midi-skirts, and frilly underwear, which I know Carol hated; she was a cover-up with long loose dresses or slacks type and would never have agreed to model the things Karen liked. Maybe that is why Karen used me.One day, we three girls had finished our chores and were playing in the garden when Betty called us into the house. To my shock and horror, my mum, Jean, was there with Betty.At that moment I wished.