Kelly was inside reading. “Kelly, Adam has come over to help us.”“Hey Kelly, what’s new?” I said.“Well I started rock climbing.” We all ...laughed. This was because Kelly had ALS and was confined to a wheelchair, and barely able to speak or move.“Adam, will you please help me get Kelly into her bed?” Mariola asked.“Ya, sure thing.”I had helped her do this several times before. They had an assistance nurse that came by every other day to help Kelly get in the bath and stuff, but for smaller tasks. He fucks my face for a few more minutes then pushes my head away and smiles as he sees drool and pre-cum hanging from my chin, dripping down to my breasts. "Look at her. Isn't she a beauty?!" he muses out loud. "Fuck. Fuck! Get your pretty little pussy over here! Let's perform for your boyfriend!" he commands as he grabs my foot and drags me to the edge of the bed. "Ready for the fuck of your life, pretty girl? I'll fuck you better than your boyfriend has ever fucked you," he promises, his eyes. The vision that appeared did not disappoint – she was stunning – she wore a tiny white tight vest top which covered her beautifully formed but smallish tits – 34B I’d guess. She also wore some tiny denim shorts which had a hint of camel toe and showed of her gorgeous tanned legs to perfection. She passed me the beer, and asked was I sure I didn’t mind some company! Without hesitation she peeled of her top to display her magnificent tanned tits with lovely puffy nipples. Next came the shorts and. “Three,” I said. “I was pulling a little to the right. The sight is off just slightly, but I’ll get used to it,” I said.Ken said, “Unclip it, I’ll be back.”To my surprise, he came back with a clear plastic sheet that had small dots placed in the clock positions on each ring. He laid it over my sheet, wiggled it a little and said, “Which number did you start on?” he asked me.“Two in the centre and I checked them, then I went from three to finish on two,” I told him.“Do it again, but do the next.