She always smiles and with a quick wit, she is always ready to chat or flirt. Molly has been confined to a wheel chair, partially paralyzed from the w...aist down for the last two years. A drunk driver trying to evade police hit her car broadside and she narrowly escaped death. Doctors tell her there is always hope the paralysis will go away and maybe, she will walk again. Arnie, her husband of eight years is thirty one years old, six foot one, hundred ninety pounds, brown hair kept short and blue. I had to undo her belt, shirt buttons, the zip of her jeans and get her socks off.We got into bed and I kissed her, pushing her mane of hair away from her face and breasts. I kissed that face, her cheeks, her chin, her lips and then down her throat to her shoulders and relished the pit in her collar bone. I travelled further south, licking and kissing as I went; down between her breasts then over them, sucking each nipple. They grew between my lips.Down again over her stomach to the wild. I was at a big summer rock festival hanging round the edge of one of those big tent-stages waiting to spot a target going into the crowd - its basically rammed constantly in this tent and if you wait then follow a girl in, you dont piss as many people off letting a girl do all the barging and plus you end up rammed behind her :)This fest was packed with teen girls so i didnt have to wait long.. in fact i had to hold back from two opportunities, waiting for a really good one, which is a risk,. The timings were from 9 pm till the customers leave the bar. As I said, this was a local bar where local people and the below middle-class people came to drink.I was so excited and also nervous because I had never danced in front of an audience.In the evening, I took a long bath, wore a bit of makeup and a bright red lipstick. I wore a saree with a low hip. As you guys already know, I don’t like to wear innerwears. And that’s what I did. But this time, I didn’t wear the petticoat under the.