Our practice sessions would often overlap. I would pounce at the opportunity to gawk at their perfectly toned bodies in tight sweaty jerseys and extre...ely short shorts.During one training session, a particular hottie caught my eye. I hadn’t seen her before so enquired about her to a teammate. “She’s a fresher. She got selected to the team during the open trials. I think her name is Ananya,” he said.A little about Ananya: she was a South Bombay girl. She was skinny and toned, with wide hips and. Rick did it again, clamped just at the tip. She squirmed and rubbed her clit faster, trying to distract herself from the harsh, biting pain."Do the other one," I encouraged him. Ronny looked at me with a conspiratorial grin. My wife's body was our playground and we were having the time of our lives.Rick squeezed the clamp, saw Pat's body jerk. "You're new to this. Yeah, it actually hurts more when you take them off," Ronny taught him. "And, the closer to the tip, the worse the pain. But I see. He was enjoying this. He threw his head down, and I saw his face for the first time. His eyes were closed, his jaw clenched, his breathing heavy through his nostrils. Then he opened his eyes. He had a glazed look in them like nothing I’d ever seen. Then our eyes met. He seemed to look deep into me, then threw his head back and yelled some instinctual, guttural grunt that was the harbinger of things to cum. I felt the first jet of jizz stream into my mouth and hit the back of my throat. That. The flat was on an upper floor and was accessed by a lift, so no problem for his wheelchair. It looked as if the damage was permanent and that he would be wheelchair bound for the rest of his life (this diagnosis has since changed and they think he might make a partial recovery and be able to walk a little). He was having daily physiotherapy and a care worker came in twice a day to help him get up and showered etc., and again at night. During the day he could fend for himself by making cups of.