He turned me back around and gave me a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue rolling over mine. I felt him lick the cum out of my mouth. He gagged me, and...went in. At first the pain was too much. I had to scream, but the gag reduced it to a solemn moan. His dick went way past my prostate and G spot and was practically shoving his dick into my pelvis. It took a few minutes, but he eventually got into a rhythm, and the pain in my ass reduced. This time every time he thrusted his lean, muscular, hairy. "Your room is through there."She was staying the night and tomorrow we were going shopping and I had a big surprise for her. With six million in my own personal account that didn't seem to grow any less no matter what I spent, in fact it was growing bigger at an alarming rate."Just sign on the back," I said.In her hand she held a Debit Card in her own name but on my account."I can use this to buy anything I want?" she said her eyes wide as if in shock."Yes, of course, just bring me the. A good lawyer was able to ensure that Mitch could still see his boys. The divorce wasnt final yet, but it was obvious to almost anyone that Mitch had the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders. He was much happier, and seriously less stressed. Mitch and Sundee had also repaired their relationship. Sundee now followed Mitch around like a new puppy, they were spending a lot of time together and were none too subtle about it. Sundee had turned 18 back in late January, just about the time. Being 26 years old and in a wheelchair for the last 8years of my life, one public restroom is just like theother. I used to believe this was true. Until one day atthe local mall me and my wife were cruising the shopswhen I just had to go. I told her to give me a littlewhile because she knows how long it takes for me to goto the restroom. She said she’d meet me in the foodcourt in about 20 minutes or so. After that my lifechanged.I’ve used several public handicap restroom stalls.