My parents were gone somewhere. We talked for a while, and then Tim proposed going to the cinema. I refused. I had to take care of Connie. Moreover, m...m would have scolded me if I had left "the poor girl" alone. Meanwhile, in the inner courtyard "the poor girl" was watching a TV show, giggling from time to time. She was slouched into her wheelchair; her casted legs were jutting out, propped on the footrests. A parasol was protecting her from the sun. As she saw me, she immediately asked me for. Your 7 inch cock sticks through the fly of your boxers, begging for attention. You smirk and answer her, "It's a lollipop." You see her trying not to laugh at your cheesy line, but it's working nonetheless. She drops to her knees, stroking your dick with her hands, admiring it as she asks,"Like an all day sucker?"This time you both laugh openly, but you quickly change your laugh to a groan as she begins to lick the head of your dick. "Mmmmm, tastes better than an all day sucker," she moans,. Anyway, tell me about this guy. I want to know everything!" I took a deep breath and recounted some of the sexy chats and phone calls I'd shared with my 'friend'. I never told her how we came for each other, how we mutually masturbated down the phone. That would have been a step too far. There was no point trying to tell her about the website I'd become so hooked on. She just wouldn’t comprehend. She 'Ooohed' and 'Aaahed' in all the right places. Told me what a dirty bitch I was, but I. You just hop up, and I think we will play it by ear."She slipped her panties down — such a small and easy action — and climbed up on the bed. In a second she was arranged on her back, her skirt round her waist with her hands under her knees holding her legs open so she was completely on display. It was odd that all she had removed from her normal working clothes was that little triangular scrap of cloth — and now it was all open to be inspected.My curiosity almost matched my arousal. After all,.