I had to admit, the shorts did showcase the tan of my legs. I had just recently gotten back from Florida. Every activity there is outside, except for ...ome things. Those were the kind of things I was thinking about as I watched you cross the glossy marble floor, coming directly toward me.Without a doubt, you saw the submissiveness in me. I seem to project that, I've been told. By my dommes, and by the guys who get to use me, when I crave a hard fucking from a hard man. At this moment, I wasn't. The owners had installed a wheelchair ramp that made access easy for me and my chair. Once inside, they walked Sienna around to familiarize her with their preparations for our stay. It seemed that the FBI did some shopping, stocked the fridge, and tried to think of things we would need for the duration. Everyone could see that I was almost asleep sitting in my wheelchair, so they wrapped it up after assuring Sienna that they would have an agent outside at all times and another in the adjoining. I watched him in the mirror as he did a double take of Al & almost fell all over himself. I watched as he told the band what he saw & they were all suddenly hit with a great urge to pee, each taking turns eyeballing Al's fine bare ass. Even Bunker got wind of Al's state of dress & made a few trips behind the bar to empty trash etc.Al was sandwiched between me & Les & we were making a few comments back & forth about Al's mighty fine bare ass. Les leaned over in front of Al & said to me " I. I gripped frantically at Doug's shoulders and back as he once again repeated his previous movement. My eyes were bucked wide as Doug repeated his movements time after time, I could see my toes as they opened and closed as if gripping on to some unseen passage. After numerous repetitions of his previous movement, Doug lowered his lips to my gasping parted lips and kissed them gently. Softly Doug muttered 'see this is how good pussy should be treated. Damn your ass feel like a velvet glove.