"Oh, Fuck" my wife groaned as Helena started eating her pussy shaking her head side to side rubbing her tongue on it.In the meantime my cock was hard ...s fuck as I watched Helena eat my wife’s pussy listening to her moan. "Don't stop" Ana moaned as the bitch started to finger her as she sucked her pussy. Then Helena climbed onto Anita and they began kissing. They both flipped around getting into a sixty nine position.The two of them licked each other pussies moaning loudly as Helena reached up. The blue of the seat and arm rests. The blackness of the rubber tires. The squeak of my body being plunked down into my cage, my jail.I think to myself how people either treat me as someone to be ignored or someone who can just ‘figure it out for myself’. However, the ones that give me the horrified look when I do open my mouth and must ask for help really set my brain to raging.After all, I didn’t ask for the body to betray me and be so fragile. If I had a time machine, I never would have. .. the pain... the pain of existence."The pain of existence.She wouldn't let me alone. Bad enough that she'd call me four or five times a day at my workplace. But, she also had this annoying habit of dropping in unannounced at my apartment and more or less demanding sex right then and there. And even when you're not in a particularly lusty mood, it's hard to turn down a needy woman when she's rubbing her nipples against you and grabbing your crotch. It was very inconvenient.I'd never known a. “Hot in here,” said Bobby.Then, to her amazement, he pulled his T shirt up and over his head, exposing his bare chest to her.“What are you doing?” she asked.“I’d forgotten how good the boiler is in this old school,” he said, picking up his hammer. “Now, for this we want to use a six-d nail, because that’s going to go all the way through and let us bend it over on the other side. That will keep this from pulling apart as it is moved around.She’d been about to tell him to put his shirt back on,.