Staring down at her gorgeous ass cheeks just made me fuck her harder and sweat was dripping off my brow and down onto her back, running down between h...er crack. She was starting to lean further forward, pushing her ass back into my groin, which only made it look wider and encourage me further. Suddenly she stopped. ‘This isn’t working,’ she said, but before I had time to ask what the fuck wasn’t working about the best fuck of my life, she grabbed a cushion off the sofa, tossed it on the floor. Although ,that might have been because the wind had picked up, pushing snow in their faces. They stopped at Marie’s car, Michael waited expectantly for Marie to produce a key. She rummaged through her pockets and then reached for her purse, only to look up and notice it sitting on the passenger seat. ‘OH NO!’ Michael suddenly appeared right next to her, making conversation easier. ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘I left my keys in my purse, but my purse is in the car. I’m locked out!’ ‘Wait’ Michael gestured. I had to adjust to it and learn how to do everything without legs, and in a different way. I've always been a sexual person, but around six months after my amputations, I began to become sexually attracted to other amputees and even found myself somewhat aroused when looking at myself or just knowing that I didn't have legs. It's FUCKIN weird and it has been this way ever since. I'm not sure if it is just a side effect of losing my legs or what. I guess in a way it's just me accepting the way I. Fuck my cunt, fuck my mouth, and fuck my ass.’ ‘You don’t mind if I start with your hot, wet cunt, do you? It’s been a long week.’ ‘Oh, God, no, fuck me, you bastard, stop talking about it and put that thing in me now.’ Ashleigh spread her legs and wrapped them around Tom’s waist. Tom raised his hips and positioned his rock hard cock at the entrance to her pussy, then pushed his hips forward, filling her in one push. ‘Arrrrggggghhhh Tommy, you’re splitting me. It’s so big. Oh Tommy, it hurts,.