"It was a lovely idea but, as with many good ideas, itwasn't as easy as it sounded. Carla had opted to leave herleg off for our outing and my crutches...were out of reach onthe other side of the room. So it was either shift to ourwheelchairs for the few feet to the bed or crawl.We crawled. Have you ever tried to crawl wearing a dress?.I got about three shuffles before I was tangled in the hem,so Carla kindly unzipped me and I proceeded to wiggle andslither out of the dress on all fours in the. Wary of Japhta’s imminent return, she quickly returned the folder to its original spot.Unknown to Tracy, it was exactly this large appendage that had afforded Japhta an interesting four months prior to him attending college. When Japhta was in his last term of high school the pious pastor’s wife in their community, had overheard a conversation about Japhta’s exceptional endowment. After that, feigning nervousness, she insisted that her husband ask Japhta’s parents if Japhta could stay over at. “FUCK!!!”PJ bit his lower lip hard, trying not to cum immediately: it wasn’t the same old hungry butt he was used to dealing with. His cock first felt her wet pussy muscles. It wasn’t the easiest thing in the world, her pussy was tight, so he had to “force” himself through the narrow space: the more he was pushing inside, the more his cock got covered in warm, wet juices.Best feeling ever!But suddenly, PJ realized one important thing... “Baby, we shouldn’t do this… I can’t have sex without. .. crying! "Marcus, honey... what is it, tell me." He reached down, slowly, lifting the thin t-shirt up to reveal the muscles of his back, and she felt the little tingle deep in her belly as they moved over each other under the skin. Higher up, though, she felt her heart clench as she stared at the network of ridged, pink scars that criss-crossed his back up over his shoulder-blades. "Oh, sweet jesus Marcus..." She breathed, tracing one of the longer scars with her fingers, gently. "Do they.