The flat was on an upper floor and was accessed by a lift, so no problem for his wheelchair. It looked as if the damage was permanent and that he woul... be wheelchair bound for the rest of his life (this diagnosis has since changed and they think he might make a partial recovery and be able to walk a little). He was having daily physiotherapy and a care worker came in twice a day to help him get up and showered etc., and again at night. During the day he could fend for himself by making cups of. Joan had three more orgasms that night, her last was when I finally squirted my jizz deep inside her cunt. By this time, I was well beyond worrying about whether she became pregnant from this experience; all I wanted was to release my pent up feelings in my first really good orgasm in months. When I finally did start to spurt, it triggered Joan's last orgasm of the evening when she felt those jets knocking on the door of her womb. She let out the loudest scream of the night, and it was loud. We went to a nice hotel where he had already booked room for us. When we entered the room I saw a bottle of wine, a cigarette pack there. I asked when did you brought this. He said he had arranged everything yesterday. My heart was pounding and in was secretly excited and afraid of sex. He came too close and said I knew you also wanted to taste a man. I saw you masturbating many times in your room as u r loud when u does it. I didn’t know what to say. So I kept mum. He came closer and holds my. "Thank you! I really appreciate that!" my mother replied back, I really wasn't expecting such a response. She was blushing and took a hundred times better than I had ever thought she would. I took that as a sign that I was not going too far, that perhaps this was not such a one-sided fantasy after all. What a wonderful moment that was, I think that was what let things to eventually escalate. I spontaneously decided to stand up and hug her, forgetting about my raging boner. Blessing in disguise..