“Make sure you can hear me call you. We’re going out to dinner tonight.” I updated them.As they ran out, my mom got up off her stool and approac...ed me. My wheelchair always makes it difficult for close contact. Through recent years, the hugs have remained rather distant. But through the years she has learned exactly how to approach for a good hug. This was one of those times.Mom approached me on the left, placing her hip directly against the arm of my wheelchair. Immediately she wrapped her. “Thank you, sir,” the girl said. Then she drifted back off to sleep, still thinking this situation could be part of a dream.William caressed the girl’s hair for a few seconds, then he sat back down in his overstuffed chair and fell asleep himself.Over the next 3 hours, the other girls awakened one by one. All of them were too sedated to react the way Pamela had, but each one felt that she was in the midst of a nightmare and was extremely frightened of the captor who was her first contact with. I rocked my hips back and forth in the swift irregular rhythm that I find best for coming, my entire being focused on getting off. Zeus's hips matched and mirrored mine, his hands spread on my breasts, fingers on my nipples, following in the same rhythm to encourage my enjoyment. I started losing control in a way I had never done before, riding him with all my might, not a single thought spared for his pleasure. My body tensed, all attention focused on three dense hot points of my anatomy. Legs. I was ready to shoot my load as I started to tell her "BABY IM CUMMING BABY" she had her second orgasm. She then eased off me and turned and kissed me. She played with my dick and kissed on me telling me how much she loved what we just did. We fell asleep and woke the next morning to have breakfast and then round two of the new enjoyment we had shared last night.A couple nights later I was working late , it was a Friday night. I called my wife to let her know I was headed home and to see if I.