Sadly, with my injuries it had been weeks since I last was able to jerk myself off as I couldn't even use my arms or reach my cock anymore.As I was re...eased into my family's care, I was also given the opportunity of a physiotherapist who was about to make their first call. My own dreaded mind had the mindset of a male nurse coming in, shuffling me back and forth and massaging me and seeing if I needed any help which brought the hair on the back of my neck to rise in terrible thought. That. She was a hideous old hag with stringy, dirty, brown hair. Her clothes were rotted, moldy, rags. Her diseased flesh hung loosely from her thin frame. Oozing boils and pus filled pocks covered her exposed flesh. The smell of death and decay preceded her. Despite all that the crone was powerful, Dana could feel the waves of Eldritch emanating from her. The crone wove her hands in an intricate pattern and the dogs stopped, frozen in place."Together, Dana!" Tanith called out and attacked the hag. Still surfacing from the intense orgasm, she felt him rise to stand beside her, he reached for the shower head and then looked into her eyes with an expression which sent yet another jolt of desire coursing down her body. Without looking away he began to rinse the soap from her skin, chasing the water over her body with feathery touches of his hand, not letting her relax after the pleasure he had already given her, but teasing and tantalising her to a new level of arousal, leaving her weak with. She raised him from a small child, embracing the role, and was more a mom to him than some of the fucked up mothers that were even somewhat abusive to a few of his buddies while growing up. His mind suddenly skipped ahead to when he was sixteen and already sexual. In fact, his first experience was at fourteen banging some senior cheerleader in the backseat of her car that her parents bought for her. He was a freshman at the time but already he was taller than most in his class and definitely.