Mom pursed her lips. "I'll be downstairs. If you want to come down and watch TV, just yell and I'll help you get down the steps."She left the room and...I began picking at my breakfast. I should have been ravenous-- I hadn't eaten since lunch the day before-- but I was too upset to have an appetite. After a few minutes I gave up on eating and picked up my crutches. I clump-clumped my way down the hall to the bathroom and clumsily cleaned myself up with a wet washcloth.Returning back to my room, I. I don’t mean to say it stung as a rubber band does when snapped against your skin. Instead, this felt like the rubber band had been made of soft silk and kind of thumped against my length with each pulse. I was in heaven and Rachael seemed to have passed out. I pulled my dick from her molten core, grabbed some smelling salts from one of the draws and brought her back around. She was dazed and seemed to have forgotten for just a moment that she was tired down. As it registered she looked over. .the tsunami orgasm.Verity, I could see on her face and in her brow lines: believed in her body’s capacity to give, she believed in the raunch of the moment...I believed in it too...her deep husky moans...my guttural primal groans...our humping and grinding together...we believed in the capacity of sex to fucking give us everything as we fucked. Yes: we fucked...we fucked...and we fucking got it all.Then, yes or yes, she wanted it in her arse again; for her and my finale, what a niece.“My arse. First, Caitlin taught Big Boy tokneel to be saddled while Hannah or another groom held his nose ring. Carriebrought in a trained mount, Wheat Bread, to demonstrate. The veteran, proudof the women's confidence, looked at the novice with disdain. Carrie jabbedWheat Bread's left knee and ordered, ?Mount!? Wheat Bread lowered his leftknee to the ground and knelt. His right thigh was parallel with the groundand served as a step for mounting. Caitlin jabbed Big Boy's knee with her crop and commanded,.