Shecould not walk and was thus wheelchair bound. Her clothing was light andairy; if it were to touch her skin it would become uncomfortable veryquickl...y. All of her skin was bunched up with the look of scales, herfingers so overgrown and thick that she practically had hooves.The lady laughed at his expression. "Don't worry, I'm used to it. Andyou don't have to shake my hand if you don't want to."The older man shook himself out of his astonishment and looked at herwith a mixture of sadness, pity. So, we were sitting in her garden reading over some notes and then she turned to the subject of sex. she asked me if i had fucked anyone yet and i said yes. she then followed by saying she was saving herself. my heart sank as i thought that my chance of banging my c***dhood love was over. i sat there and asked if i could use her bathroom. she obviously said yes so i took myself into the bathroom. then when i was half way through pissing i saw her reflection in the mirror looking through the gap. At the moment I came, Dane followed suit, splashing some onto my stomach and dripped down my balls as his stomach was coated in seed. Still on top of him, we joined in one last kiss before pulling apart. Eventually, I stood up and covered my flaccid self with my boxers. Dane finally came to his feet after panting with a huge smile. “That was amazing,” Dane sighed with satisfaction, while hauling on his jeans. “Did you really mean what you said? That you… love me?” I giggled while taking his. I smiled and said, “We’re trying to get Carol dressed. You’d think she wants to go out naked the way she’s dragging her feet!”She turned around and held up the dress to show Doug. She exclaimed, “Look at this! This is what they want me to wear!”He smiled and said, “I like it.”She groaned, rolled her eyes and said, “Of course you do! You’re a man!”She finally gave in and stepped into it. She put her arms through the straps and pulled the bib up over her chest. She tried to tighten the straps but.