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My Wheelchair-Bound Whore: A Nasty Tale of Teen Handicapped Quickie

Man, oh man, let me tell you about the wildest fucking quickie I’ve had in recent times. It was with my wheelchair-bound buddy, Timmy, a teen with a hot little body and a tight, tiny package. I bet you’re wondering how the hell things got started with us, so let me take you on a ride you’ll never forget.

The Setup: Neighbor’s Wife and an Old Man’s Creampie

It all started when I caught a sneak peek of my neighbor’s wife, Mrs. Johnson, wearing a tight, red dress that left little to the imagination. Her curves were inviting, and I could hardly contain my lust. But, fate had other plans in store for me. Just as I was about to approach her, Timmy rolled up in his wheelchair, his eyes burning with fuck.

Amateur Anal: The Hard Fervor

Now, I’ve always had a thing for Timmy, and I knew he felt the same. So, I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse: I’d pay for his services, and he could have Mrs. Johnson’s luscious ass for himself. He agreed, and we went at it like animals in heat.

I positioned myself behind Timmy, my heart pounding with excitement as I slid into him from behind. His body trembled with anticipation, and I could tell he was ready for a good, hard adventure. I gripped his tiny penis in my hand, savoring the feel of it before plunging deep into his tight, ready entrance.

We began to move in rhythm, our bodies slamming against each other as we lost ourselves in the moment. Timmy moaned loudly, his voice barely contained as he reached his orgasm. Mine wasn’t far behind, and I could feel my seed spilling deep inside of him, mingling with his own.

Pay for Sex: A Pleasure-lust for the Mature Audience

After our passionate encounter, I handed Timmy his payment, a satisfied grin spreading across my face. We were both spent, but the love left us both craving more. Mrs. Johnson was left breathless and bewildered, but I knew she’d be back for more.

As for me, I’ll never forget the nosebleed-inducing, heart-pounding thrill of that wheelchair-bound, teen handicapped sex. It was a nasty, filthy, kinky quickie that I’ll cherish forever. And, who knows, maybe next time, Timmy and I will experiment with some anal action. Stay tuned!