I need it for something very important. It will help usto be together again." I have to do what ever it takes for us to be together again," he said."...llusionary images are not enough anymore. They just sadden me evenmore. I know that I am making you say what you say. I try to simulatewhat you actually would've said but I know it's still me controllingthe whole thing. I need something that's more real. He used thecontrols on his wheel chair hurried out of the hospital room with onepicture. I hang my head in shame....Oh Mother i am so sorryfor misbehaving...please let me wash this horrible mud off...please...."Oh no michelle we are just beginning...now back into the pit and thistime i want you to begin walking back and forth toward the deep end andif you loose your balance you are not to catch yourself..understood mudslut?" I step back in...sinking like a rock and almost getting stuckwith each step...as i move in the pit i sink almost to my knees....eachstep a slow and painful. "I'll head up to your room," Zac said. "Okay. I'll be in the kitchen eating," I replied. "Hey now, leave some food for me," Zac said, joking. "Will do," I said with a smile.Zac headed upstairs as I got two bowls and filled one with Coco Puffs and some milk. I ate as I saw his bowl sit there. I waited for him to come down. As I heard the stairs creak a little, I knew he was headed down. I acted like I was texting when I heard him slightly say something. "What?" I asked. "I said your window is. Our tongues invade each other's mouths, swirling and dancing across each other's lips and then abck in our mouths again. (MAN! Was she a good too!) We kept kissing more and more, getting hotter by the moment, rubbing my hands along her back and down the sides of her ass, and then return back up as she lifts up to accept my hands over her B-cup titties, squeezing them softly and rolling my fingers across her already hardened nipples. She grinds her wet pussy against the top of my pelvic bone and.