A mirror ball in the bar reflect flashes of light into the room. The flashes illuminate a crush of men for a split second prior to the room being retu...ned to the cover of darkness.Soon I am standing in the centre of the crowd, my pants around my ankles. A strong hand in the centre of my back keeps me bent over as someone hammers his large cock into my ass hole. I can feel he is close to climaxing as his thrusts against my ass are getting harder and faster. He pulls at my ass cheeks as if. The much needed pleasure that surely would be rewarded back to her.Those warm thoughts, starting in a hazy little dream world then trickling down to her body, easily brushed aside all other intentions. Soon her book lay forgotten, her hands choosing instead to take orders from an erotic little spark that seemed to have a life of its own. One that was growing fast.She moved around the room a while before returning to the book, lying back on the couch. Thumbing idly through it, she had no. A broad nose. Large ears. Short fingers.Even once he could walk it was often with the assistance of me or a therapist or someone in my family. He had a wheelchair which was used regularly. The physical therapists worked with him for years to try to help him use it less, but it was an uphill battle and proceeded very slowly.It was a burden on me and those close to me. Such is the case for everyone with a special needs child. I joined support groups and met many parents in similar situations. It. It was on the far side of town, and we needed a ride, so we decided to ask my Mom.'Hi Gwen' Sean said with a friendly smile as he walked into the living room. My Mother was watching a movie.'Hi Sean, how are you stranger?' she asked, and then she saw the other guys enter the living room.'I'm fine' he answered, a little awkwardly, 'You?''Mom, can we get a ride to Sarah's house for the party?' I asked, interrupting, before the other guys picked up on the awkwardness.'Ehh, sure' she said, as she.