'When Hell freezes over', is a common expression, but according to Dante the centre of Hell is a frozen plain! Since Hell freezing over was supposed t... be an uncommon occurrence then, maybe, me getting to re-live some other, more personally satisfying, experiences was more likely, now that I was conscious of the fact that Hell was already frozen. Then again what if Dante was wrong?As this mish-mash of connected yet random thoughts whirled through my mind, I realised that many of them were. I got nervous but thought he's harmless what can he do in a wheelchair. He rubbed my thigh and I felt my pussy start to get a little wet. I took a sip of my drink and took a deep breath. His hand went higher on my thigh, I looked at him and he had this look in his eye like he wanted me so bad. I tried to smile so he wouldn't know I was freaking out a little. He was now putting his hand in-between my thighs right next to my pussy. I felt myself getting wetter. He pushed my leg to signal for me. That would be a step he wasn't willing to take no matter what. As the waitress came back a few moments later, he got a really good look at her.Like all the others in the club, she had a fantastic figure. And the black T-shirt with the hot pink "Sunset Strip" logo across it showed everything off really well. He realized he must've been staring at her quite prominent nipples and impressive breasts when he looked up and saw the knowing grin on her face."If you think these are nice," she whispered. I want to fuck him so hard that you gag, and then I want him to pump his cum down your throat while I empty my balls into his cornhole!” Damien urged Philip, who didn’t need much of that to get busy sucking Umberto like nobody’s business.For Umberto, of course, it was too much to hold out for very long, as the cock pounding his ass felt too damn good! He loved how a man’s dick felt against his prostate and he knew that he wasn’t the only one by far to feel that way. The addition of that.