It was clear that his fantasies had less to do with any romantic interest he had for those girls that spurned him now and more to do with his intentio...s to use them simply as vessels for his semen when the time was right.I tried once to gently correct his misconception that a girl was going to eventually just lay down naked in front of him and beg for him to fuck her. But, I admit that my case for romance sounded weak to an inexperienced teenager whose ideas of women had been influenced so. "I just felt a need to play with a cock.” I said as I sped up my action. He was starting to shake a bit as he neared his orgasm and put his arm on my shoulder as I sat in the wheel chair to support himself, just as he peaked, three spurt of cum shot out of the end and stuck to the bush we was standing by. I leant down and cleaned him up with my tongue and quietly put his cock back in his jeans and zipped him up. “Perhaps on your next visit we can play more.” I said. I waved him off and made. He told me to lie on my stomach. He spread my legs and began massaging my ass. He reached down and began lightly touching my balls and opening. I began to squirm with each touch.He grabbed the lubricant and covered his finger and my opening. He then began to slowly work his finger into my anus. He worked his finger in and out gently stimulating my man-hole. He reached further in, touching my prostate and moved his finger over the top.The feeling was extremely erotic and I felt my cock starting. “What? Uh, thank you.” Owen divided his attention between his cousin and the waitress as the beer was placed in front of him.“Thank you.” Tamara murmured for her wine.“I mean onto something about me being Tamara’s enemy.” Janice said. “Cause I ain’t kicking you.”“I walked into a strange point in this conversation.” Elizabeth used her waitress’s laugh. “I know what these jokers want, have you had a chance to look over the menu.”“What Owen’s having sounds fine.” Tamara said rather than saying.