They daren’t,” he said, “but they likely would you.”I nodded. What he didn’t say outright was that they would give me the runaround because ... was poor. But, this was one time that I was not about to let my pride get in the way of what needed to be done. I knew what he was saying. He was going to pay because he knew for damn sure that I could never afford what likely needed to be afforded. We had disability insurance but it had limits. And the limits were going to be way less than needed to fix. . if I was allowed to fuck her ... but this wasn’t the place where that could happen.Her hand grasped my cock, and started to milk it slowly back and forth.I added a second finger. I could hardly move my fingers now ... her pussy muscles had grabbed my fingers, and were rhythmically squeezing them ... getting tighter by the second. I could hear her moans increasing in frequency and volume. Her orgasm was imminent.“Oh fuck” she gasped.My fingers got suddenly much wetter, and my fingers were. As I think about the weekend ahead I begin to think back to the first time we fucked and how mundane that would seem now. The speed and force he was currently fucking me with would have torn me apart way back in October but now I can take his massive man meat with ease and he knows my asshole is a mold for his cock to fuck.He starts pounding faster and faster and I soon cum all over my stomach and I start to scoop it up into my mouth while he continues to fuck me. A couple more minutes go by. We weren't really concentrating on the TV, and we were particularly quiet. But when a soap commercial about how it makes the skin smooth, came up, Deepika and Sneha started a funny argument as to whose skin was more smooth. They started touching each other's palms and hands and each called herself the winner of the 'smoothness competition'. They were arguing all the while, jumping in their places, while I had a pretty good laugh looking at them. After a while when they got tired, Deepika.