Between my stare and my body language, I think she understood that this was happening. Whether she liked it or not.I slipped her bra out of her hands ...nd scooped her up into my arms. I carried her to the bed, where I pushed aside the quilt and placed her there. She remained mostly unmoved as I undressed myself.Once I was done, I stood at the side of the bed and motioned to her. “Go on then” I told her. And when she looked confused, I gently lifted her and placed my 7′ dick near her mouth.She. This time it wasn’t my imagination. She swung her legs out and just before she stood up, her skirt had risen up alarmingly. Her smile told me that it was deliberate. ‘Thank you Roland, would you care to escort me inside?’ She replied in her best ‘Lady of the manor’ voice. ‘Certainly Madam, as you wish. I would enjoy that.’ She took her keys from her purse and handed them to me. I opened her door for her and stood aside as she entered. I got less than a metre inside her door when she flung her. “But if I did it right, I just stopped the functioning of your spinal cord between the thoracic and lumbar vertebrae. That means that your legs no longer work. If you’re suddenly unable to control your bladder or bowels, I apologize, but it is a side effect that paralyzed people sometimes experience. Do I have your cooperation or will you make me take harsher measures? You can speak again.”“How can you do these things?”“That is not any of your business. In fact, if you ever tell another person. "Whoops!" Said as she reached to grab the toyThe boy suddenly grinned and looked at her."Well this a little awkward for me! Oh well I better put 'mama's little helper' away. Sometimes even having a husband is not enough." She said as she stroked the plastic cock and smiledThe bag boy just looked at her with his mouth open but she could also see the growing bulge in his pants."Of course a real cock is so much more fun than a dildo! I bet you have nice dick. Would you like to be my helper today?".