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Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?

... a gentle experiment?" Her pussy was all wet by now. I tried to excite her clit with my finger at first, and she replied with passionate moans. When I replaced my finger with my tongue Wendy’s pleasure increased. This went on for a couple of minutes. Then I used my fingers for her vaginal opening and my tongue for her clit to intensify her excitement and she very quickly had an intense orgasm. After her orgasm she wanted to requite my efforts. "The first orgasm was mine, so it’s your turn. You must enjoy my skill now…orally…to repay yours," she giggled. We lay down on the couch, right beside each other on our sides, facing each other’s genitals. I put my head on her thigh and she lifted her stump up so that I could work on her pussy as well. Meanwhile, she started to work on my cock with her hands and mouth. Sometimes she moaned from her pleasure. Suddenly she said, "Tell me before you cum, will you? I want your sperm in my pussy instead." The thought got both of us close to orgasm, but I managed to control myself for her sake. And in a moment she had to stop to enjoy another ecstasy of hers, panting and twitching. When her strained body relaxed and her mouth could feel my penis close to explosion, she whispered greedily, "John, my pussy wants you in it." We shifted into the good old missionary position. Her pussy was drenched, slippery yet tight when my throbbing cock entered it. I felt my own heart pounding in my ears through Wendy’s demanding voice, "Fuck me, John, I’m ...

... yours…" When I reached my orgasm it triggered hers too, and we both were on the peak at the same time. We hugged each other and I ejaculated my sperm into her beautiful tight pussy. Later we separated and were lying next to each other. In her post orgasm bliss her funny self broke cover again, to inform me of quite an important thing in an amusing way, as always. "I, the undersigned Wendy Adair, as your one leg fiancée, hereby declare to be able to have sex with you in other positions as well." she spoke in a deep and sober voice, slowly, as if taking an oath. "All right then, we’ll try them all," I replied chuckling. "Okay, I can’t embrace you with my legs but I'll try the rest of the positions with you, and will keep trying, from now on, until the end of times," she said. We laughed a lot. Unable to talk about anything else, we began to kiss while detailing the possible ways, and soon we were making love again. This time, after some mutual oral we made love doggy style, with her single leg kneeling on the floor and her upper body bending over to lie on the bed. Then we changed position and she sat on my cock, but she could not move well in cowgirl position, her missing leg kept her from that, so she tried using her pussy muscles to give me pleasure. We closed this sex session in the old missionary again and were both very satisfied after our orgasms. She explained her home circumstances, when we went to our cars to go to her family, "My parents know what we’re doing now. They ...