Why the hell would I settle for him?" The woman gestured to her lush curves, as the silk of her dress subtly shifted to further highlight the movement... "He wasn't even a good fuck. Two minutes of pumping, and then it was lights out."As I watched the woman I loved berate me, my heart began to harden. I had long suspected, in the back of my mind, that she was only using my. But, I had denied it, and ignored the signs. She was to charming and fun to be around for me to even consider that horrible. His jeans were down but he was struggling with his boxers. I reached up with both hands and slid them down for him. My legs were drawn up and the hem of my dress was around my waist. His stab was hurried and off so I said, “it’s too high.” I took his prick in my hand and guided him to my entrance. My vulva was so sensitive and open from the rubbing that I came upon first contact. My head was moving from side to side and I was lost in exhilaration until I noticed that my lover was having. I survived the operation and I would have to find another way to join my fallen comrades. I faced a major struggle in my recovery. I did not want to live and deal with what lies ahead of me which was months of therapy to regain the use of my legs and my arm. If not for Carrie being at my side, I would not be writing this today.I tried to send her away as I was unsure if I would ever walk again. I became helpless when she was with me. I had her hand me something that I could have easily reached. She said that the soft hands of paru rubbing all over her back made her wet every single time. This was the answer I wanted to hear and I knew the time for the ladies to cuddle in the bed was near.When paru returned back in the afternoon, I told her about our fuck session and also about the response from her mom. Paru’s small boobs were bouncing up and down as she was jumping up in excitement. She rushed into her mom’s room and kissed her, aunt too kissed her like it was her daily routine kiss,.