She began by briefly referring to her special circumstances – the only direct mention she would make of them."Ever since my accident, I haven't aske... for any special treatment beyond what is absolutely necessary. But by and large, I've gotten it anyway. I'm eternally grateful for that. But there is a bigger obstacle here, one that provides a greater challenge than simple partial paralysis. The enemy," she said, pausing for effect, "is ignorance." What do I mean by ignorance? It's something. I noticed she took extra time in the shower and with the makeup. She looked great for 50 years old, 36C's were sagging some but her stomach was flat and toned, she was wearing a Blue Bra and Blue bikini panties, nice figure forming jeans, white button up top which showed the blue bra underneath. We left for the hotel and just had some casual talk along the way. Both of us were nervous. When we arrived we were met by the organizers and informed of the rules, especially that "no" meant "no".. Without saying a word he took hold of my hips and drew me back so that my knees and hands gave him a much better angle to get to me. His right hand left me and I knew he was using it to guide his cock head to my aching hole. I felt the cock head pop into me and was surprised by the lack of pain. It was awesome. He let the head half leave me and then settle back in, not letting any more take me. I got too impatient and made a big miscalculation of just how ready I was and pushed back forcing two. Cheyenne, look at me. She couldnt resist him once he said her name. She felt like even he knew that. She inhaled deeply, pulling herself together. She rolled her shoulders back, trying to look confident before looking him in the eyes. He swallowed hard. I do think youre beautiful, Cheyenne. Immediately, her face softened into a look of yearning desperation. I cant believe he said that. She thought. Am I fantasizing again? Am I dreaming? She prolonged their eye contact, searching his eyes for an.