The wheelchair takes pictures

by Théo Ozga Published on 15/01/2011 Hello, I wish you all a happy new year, full of much joy and peace, that in this new year, may you all realize your desired dreams and fantasies. What I'm going to report here happened this turn of the year, I had better plans for this turn of the year, these plans were not to spend all night in a family home, or rather in a room with a TV, but because in these nice houses, there is always a room with a TV, where the personal security and drivers are deposited, there we meet, if you talk about everything and much more, so that's how my beginning of 2011 began. For my employer, a young woman, decided to spend New Year's Eve at a friend's house in São Paulo. We arrived at around 10:30 pm, as soon as she entered the residence I, however, returned to the parking lot, an area outside the residence, because I would dismiss the driver warning him to return at dawn or as soon as his presence was requested. Soon after releasing him, when I was already returning to the interior of the residence, I came across an AUDI TT, parked right at the entrance of the party, inside the car a brunette woman, she waved to me, I returned and asked her what she wanted: - Isn't that right, ma'am? - Miss, please! - Excuse me, miss, what can I do for you? - I'm waiting for someone, I think she's already at the party! - Boyfriend or husband? - Neither one of those things, girlfriend! I smiled more understood, by the way we are in the middle of the 21st century, it is normal to see or hear this kind of thing, but in fact I was a little intrigued, because it was a beautiful woman, charming, of an incomparable beauty, and very elegant as far as you could see inside the car, so I said, I am a bodyguard of a person who is at the party, if you want I can accompany you to the inside of the house, there you find your girlfriend, she smiled and said: - I could, but I'm in a wheelchair, and my wheelchair is in the trunk of her car, so it's not gonna roll. So I was speechless, not knowing what to say, so she pulled out a cell phone and called her girlfriend, and told her I was going to take the car keys with her, and turned off the cell phone. At that moment the question came up, how would I find this girlfriend of hers if she didn't tell me what I was like? But then she said: - She's waiting for you at the front door of the house! - Okay, you know what? - Please don't take too long. As soon as I got to the door, as I walked in a woman of at least 47 years, she reached out and waved a key, smiled and said: - Looking for that, kid? That's it, I'm looking for the key! - You should have looked for me first, thinking I'd find the key. She gave a beautiful smile and went out, walked a bit and turned to me and said: - Watch out for my friend! I was intrigued, because the other one said she was a girlfriend, now she's a friend, I don't know, after all, we don't know what women want, I thought, when she turned to leave I could better analyze the body and the whole set of that woman. A beautiful woman very well dressed, dressed discreetly but very elegantly. I went back to the parking lot, there was the girl in the car waiting for me in distress, she pointed to the car where her wheelchair was, before I got to her car. I took her wheelchair and went back. She stretched out her arms for me to catch; then, carefully, I went to her and took her in my arms. I could smell her sweet perfume. I gently put her in the chair, she gave me a hug and a kiss on the face, and she came into the house, I stood there, stunned and dumb, with the smell of that perfume, I stood there for a while. Soon after the girl I take care of called me on my cell phone, she wanted me to call her grandfather. At four o'clock in the morning the girl in the wheelchair came out, had in her hand, a camera, called me, I turned around she took a picture, then smiled and said: As soon as the photo is ready, I'll send it to you, in fact, I'll bring it to you. - Laughs; I live in Brasilia girl, I find it almost impossible you leave here sampa just to take me a picture, but I give the number yes! When I had already written down the number, my protege arrived...and so we had to go. The next morning we left for Brasilia, when we arrived there, I received a message from the chairwoman, peopleee....!!!this chairwoman business is not right, even because the girl has a name, Solange, this is her name, so in the message Solange asked for my msn, which was soon answered by me, and sent my msn, I ran to the computer and soon appeared, in the place of the photo there was a photo, of a woman in a bikini, I could not see if the photo was taken, she took my doubt I said to her: - How dare you? I'm quite, I'm also of age, vaccinated and all... laughter! Taking advantage of her cue, I put a picture of me, me in white underwear, where the shape of my 23x6 cm dick is clearly visible, she said that I was appealing, that it was not worth it, I laughed and changed the photo, putting one where my niece gave me a kiss on the door of my car, then she went crazy and said: - What a risk I took, being carried on my lap by a twisted freak! - Very naughty, I'm naughty, yes girl, for a while you have no idea, already crazy no, I'm not! - I just came in to tell you I'll be in Brasilia at 11:00 in the morning! - How, if it's almost nine? - I'll be there, you bet! Oh, this is unbelievable! - As soon as I get there, I'll look for you. And so it was that run the rest of the day, because I could not take time off, I had the presidency in Brasilia, the grandfather and the father of my protege would also have to be present, but my work would be doubled and more, both father and grandfather insisted that she was in office, so of course, leave was out of the question, but all right, spent the whole day and nothing from Solange to give the air of grace. I had already lost hope when my phone rings with an unidentified call, as soon as I answered I knew her voice. Solange said she was at the end of the possession, and she'd call me soon. I was puzzled, because I've been at the possession the whole time and I haven't seen her. So I talked to my boss about letting me go that night, of course I explained what it was about, she got thoughtful, but she let me go, she said she wouldn't go out that night. So I could enjoy the night and part of the morning the next day, at 18:00 Solange called me, said she was at the hotel I ran there, as soon as I arrived I was announced by the receptionist, she told him to clear my entrance. So I went upstairs, she herself greeted me at the door, she was beautiful in a white dress like Indian fabric, she was showing off her lap with a generous cleavage, I leaned down I kissed her face, I smelled the perfume of the previous day, she said she was ready, she wanted to go for a walk, but she didn't want anything fancy, she wanted a discreet place for us to have a good chat, so I suggested a piano bar, very nice. But as we were leaving, that lady with the keys came up and said, - Boy, be very careful with my daughter! - Of course ma'am, no problem, she is in good hands! She smiled and said: - You didn't understand anything, I told you to take care of her. When we left I asked Solange, about the day before, where she had told me it was her girlfriend, she just smiled and said: - I was just messing with you! - What are you doing in Brasilia? - Take some pictures for a magazine, get some shots of the possession! - What paper do you work for? - None, just making out, one day working for one, another day for another! - And your mother? - What about my mom? - Where does she fit in? - Everywhere I go! So we got to the place where we could have a nice chat, quiet music, she told me about the accident that had left her in that condition, she asked for a dose of hot drink, yes that was the word she used, I asked for a juice, because I don't drink, but I have nothing against anyone who drinks, so we sat there in that relaxed chat, then the chat heated up she asked the can: - What about that picture of the white panties? - What's with the picture? Is that all yours, or is that a cucumber in your underwear? - Everybody asks that question. - My mommy looked at you at the party and told me you were gifted! - How could she know? - I don't know, man. - What do you think? - I can't say without touching, I like to feel the warmth in my hand, preferably the taste in my mouth, the good smell...laughs...so I can better give my opinion! So she took her little hand to my stick, she felt it over my trousers, it wasn't hard, but with her simple touch he was giving sign of life, in the corner of the bar where we were it was dark, it gave a little play without much fear, and so she kept touching it, I couldn't stand I got close to her and kissed her mouth, this mouth of fresh, warm, tasty breath, before I finished with the kiss she pushed me and said: - I'm gifted too! - Of course I want to! And I was already reaching for her breasts...laughs...that weren't big, they were medium, she was writhing in the wheelchair, she was gasping for breath, I kissed her again while I was massaging her breasts, then, once again she interrupted me and said: - My dowry is not there... but here! At this moment, I swear I thought it was a transvestite. I was a little stunned, then she took my hand and said: - Come and feel how gifted I am too! She took my hand and led it to meet her between her legs, only then could I feel a volume, such a volume that anyone who had ever touched a bouquet would know that it was one. She found more imposed her condition, that we should return to the hotel where she was staying, at this time I was confused, because his mother was there, but all right, I accepted, and we left there, straight to your hotel. When we arrived, she went to the room where her mother was, she told me, she had gone to kiss her mother good night and came back, she went to the toilet, when she came back she was wearing a small red sweater, which if she stood up, it would be a t-shirt, she had thick thighs, she had a waist, she was a perfect woman of body, for whom she was more than five years in a wheelchair, her little breasts were piercing the fabric of the sweater so hard. She then raised her arms to me, I took her in my arms and put her on the bed, and I was already attacking her with kisses, I caressed her breasts, she was moaning and trying to bite my ear, I took my hand to her mouthpiece, people you can not imagine the size of the sex of that woman, it seemed that they had even put a suction device on it, because it was too big, it was big with huge lips, my hand almost did not cover it all, it was very wet, it had fine but long grooves, I tried to penetrate with my finger but I was prevented by her who held my hand and said: - Calm down... calm down... please... it's been more than two years since I've done it... take it easy! Without listening to what she said I continued to explore that bottle, the panties that she wore almost did not cover all that, my hand inside her panties, it was already touching her ass, I put my finger there, she winked at it, voluntarily or involuntarily I do not know, but I liked it, because it came to squeeze the tip of my finger. I re-dedicated that little kiss, better kiss, no one has any idea how delicious it was to touch that pile of wet, lambouché meat, and because it had hair, although it was scrawny, it was very interesting to touch all that lambouché molasses mixed with her fur, so, without waiting for me, she asked: - Do you like her like that or balding? - I like it this way, but I think she'd look pretty bald, with this little flesh exposed, ours would be... much hotter, but I like a girly bouquet, anyway! - I don't know... I think it makes it harder for a man to see her. It's real. It's like putting a mask on her. - Haaaa...leave it woman she's so beautiful, and particularly fills me with erection she's so all big, with all this frost bloomed, I think most men like it like that. - Come here, put this dick in my mouth, let me lick it, I love the taste of dick in my mouth, I get crazy, makes me want to swallow it all, come mmm....beats with it on my face...gives me a beating of pica....Jewish of me, more makes his bitch....makes me laugh very tasty...this Theo...moves in my pussy...leaves it all pussy, I want you to suck me....do you like sucking a pussy...? Have you ever sucked one like this? Aiiii...what a hot finger...my God what a hot dick...ouraaa...greateee..go slowly if you don't you hurt my face....this beats more beats, motherfucker, beats hard can hurt, I want to be beaten with a pike, show me what you do when you take a helpless woman like me! Wow, I was in a rage, that woman in the wheelchair, she was a calm woman, but in bed I was coming out a depraved hand full, and I was loving it, it was making me more and more perverted, and so we were caressing, she was already sucking my dick into her mouth, she had difficulty putting it all there, but she was trying, she seemed to want to be perfect in everything, so we made a 69, when I touched her bouquet with her tongue this woman had a shock all over her body, a shiver took over her body, her thigh was wrapped in shiver so much that you could feel the pimples in her hands, then she took my dick out of her mouth again and said, - Theo...come kiss me, kiss my mouth, I want to feel the taste of my little kiss in your mouth....hmm....I love kissing like this....come turn around...come stick your dick in my little kiss! I obeyed her, I put her in the position of Mom and Dad, and I was positioning myself, when I put the head of the stick on the entrance she gave a groan. a muffled groan, it looked like she was biting something. I went in, slowly, she was trying to twist, and when she entered about 7 cm she took my butt and forced the entrance, went in a little more. It felt good, those little fluid hairs on her body, the hairs on her vagina, they were curly, plus each strand was about two inches long, you could comb them, it wrapped around my dick, when I went in and out a little bit, it came next to her clitoris, which was huge. Her grill is like a little stick, with the movements and as if her grill had life, life as a male stick, every time I leave inside her, when it's time to enter again, I went in more and more, she only groaned. At one point, she even took a slight bite on my shoulder, her moans were deafening, I began to worry about so much moaning, the moans were disproportionate to the blow, which increased more and more. From time to time, it would come to my mind, your mother, yes, because your mother was in the apartment, and she was just being too quiet not to hear her noises, although I'm not far behind either. But she didn't seem to care about her mother's presence, quite the contrary it seemed that she needed her mother to hear or know that she was in a pickle as she said, at this point I started pumping faster, she was always moaning and saying things in my ear like: - Fuck me hot...fuck ....fuck me hot, make me your bitch your little whore....aaaiiiii..put ....put hard, peel that bucket put hard...put...put on my face....come your bastard...come from the milk in my mouth come...I love when you laugh on my face...I love fucking, give me a fucking bath...give me your hot fuck, enjoy wherever you want in me...my God what madness....my mother he's killing me to have fun, come....mother, I'm having fun aaaaiiii......aiiiiaaa.....my mother.....I'm having fun....aiiii..aaaaa.....ahdelicia.......good son of a bitch...aaaaaa so good for me if you won't kill me to have fun! I couldn't hold it anymore for so long, I really needed to make fun of that hot one. Her little mouth chewed my dick like it was going to swallow you, I was crazy about that woman. As a woman who lives in a wheelchair could be so depraved in bed, and so quiet in her day to day, so I decided to torture her too...humm...that hot little mouth...does that make her chew my dick makes a bitch...sooo...would you please all of fucking...do you want my milk? Tell me what you want to talk about??? Speak....aaaaaa...plead fuck in your body. And she said: - Théo... Théo... give me your pussy give me... make fun of me all the time with all your fucking.... aiii... little hand... little handaaa... I'm having fun again.... aiiii... So I took her hand and I put it on her lap and I said, - I'm very close to making fun.... but I only make fun if you masturbate to me, and make fun with me!! - Okay, but I've had a lot of fun, I can't take it anymore, I do everything I do anything to feel your fucking hot on me!! She then began to caress her pussy, with her hand spread there, clitoris left between her fingers, it was as if a mass of pasta escaped between her fingers, it was a wonderful sensation to see that woman twisting with her fingers all licked from her vaginal melody, I noticed that she began to close her eyes and tremble her eyelid....sign that something was about to come, at this moment with her eyes closed, she took my hand and said: Come give me your hand? She then took my hand and made three fingers go into it, leaving out only the little finger and the thumb, alas she took my hand all licked from it to her mouth, the same three fingers that came out of her bouquet disappeared into her mouth, with one hand she masturbated, with the other she pushed my fingers even further into her mouth, sucked as if it was the last food of her life, I with the other free hand caressed my stick, as it grew in my hand, swelling, announcing that I was going to mock. She then gave a howl, sure who was a block away heard it. She took the stick to her mouth, because I knew that this next, when I started to make fun of her she choked, dropped a dick on her chin, so I ended up making fun of her breasts, belly ... she looked at me happy with life, I saw tears in her eyes, so I asked ..: - What's with the tears, girl? I haven't been this horny in a long time. - You had a little fun! - Théo...the fun is not as important as the pleasure I felt. Yes, I felt a lot of pleasure, you can end us in pleasure, thank you. When I saw you at the sampa party, I was fascinated by you, and look that even my little mother, was in yours, I love a man with this little face of yours.... laughter, little dog face that fell from the change and bad face at the same time...you are very special Théo! We stayed in this for a long time, then, I asked her if she wanted to take a bath, she said no because she would sleep like that, she confessed she never takes a bath after sex, because she loved to sleep smelling the smell of pleasure, of the man who was hugging her, so I invited her to stay all morning with me in my house, she could sunbathe and everything, so I was picking her up the next morning, of course her little mother was going along. When I left her room, I ran into her mother in the room, I gave her a yellow smile and I asked: - Are you still awake? - The lady is your mother! - Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. All right, now about being awake, who sleeps with the sound of you two? - Sorry again. - Kkkk....laughs....calm down Théo....also....I'm not some hangman! - I have to go... I was going to take her to the bathroom, but she didn't want to go, she said she'd rather sleep like this... I invited you two to spend the day at my house tomorrow... I'll pick you up at 9:00. - I'll be looking forward to it! That was a shock to my spine, because she would be eagerly waiting for me, well...I'll tell you about it on another occasion, which I promise to tell you soon!!!