She brought us with her.Wes had two broken legs and a broken back. He was in a coma. They didn't know if he'd ever wake up again.I just found love and...it was taken away from me in an instant. It wasn't fair. How could he do this to me?Mom was saying something to the doctor. About something else.That's when he told us about his kidneys. Both kidneys had been destroyed in the accident. He could go on a machine that we couldn't afford or he could get a transplant of a kidney. But there weren't any. This is the third time you’ve defeated me, I’ve never defeated you.’ ‘It’s a matter of skill. Obviously I’m a better chess player then you are.’ Her eyebrow furrowed and a slight smile creased her lips. ‘You are the only chess player who has ever mastered me. Perhaps we should play another game, Michael.’ He blew a smoke ring and looked at her calmly. She stood up: a tall woman with waist-long blonde hair. Her hands were delicate, her fingers long, her nails painted red. She wore a deep blue. " I said."I have been pounding the hell out of you and you are so tight, of course you will feel sore and stretched a little." Matt replied.He repositioned himself slightly, grabbed my legs and placed each of my feet over his shoulder, as he eased into me again he thrust in and out of me with a little more speed.Then he picked up the pace and now Matt was going as deep as he could before pulling back out, over and over. I could feel his balls slapping my butt every time he rammed his dick into. The involvement of other women for Michael’s use had evolved in the past year, and had only been done a few dozen times. It became Beth’s latest perversion, but was borne out of Michael’s vocal desire to meet other women. This terrified Beth, of course. She had never known another man’s touch, having decided very early on that Michael was the only man she could love. Michael had felt the same until recently, when he started to recognize that their love could never be recognized or admitted. He.