Sit on his lap

Jessica turned around and joined the man on his wheelchair. The man's clothing was scratchy on her bare skin, but his hot breath at her neck felt far more exposing than anything she had done for him yet. Even his burning cock slid up against her folds felt less intimate somehow after her experiences. The man took full advantage of her, his hands lifting up her breasts, cupping their weight and rasping her nipples. Jessica tried to keep her weight off the man, and ground her rear into his lap.

"Oh you're fully blossomed into womanhood ye' are." the man told her, as his fingers began to explore Jessica's body, bringing lewd attention to where-ever he touched. Drawing down to her stomach, her thighs, her hips, her neck, and finally her lips. The other hand now kneading her breast. "Now show me the talent of your lips." Jessica felt the initial dewing of her womanhood. The man's groping and perhaps even her embarrassment had brought arousal to her blood. She parted her lips and and sucked and played her tongue upon the mans dirty fingers, tasting gunpowder and soil dissolve upon her tongue. The man's breath continued hot against her neck, steady, and humid, and slightly strained, as he began to work his lips a little. Jessica closed her eyes giving herself to the pleasure for a moment.

"Come on lass, lets make for the main course." The man demanded again. Now moving a hand to her quim, rubbing it inexpertly but effectively nonetheless. Jessica moaned around the fingers in her mouth, bringing up her hands to her own chest, leaning the rest of her weight onto the man (with a modicum of vindictive pleasure) and spread her legs open to invite the man further. He took it to begin to finger her with his dirty fingers. Which sent a shiver of pleasure through Jessica who sucked the man's fingers deeper into mouth.

Fully aroused now, Jessica decided she was ready to take his cock. Partially standing back up, pulling her free of the man's molestation for a moment, she leaned over, giving the man a view, while she grasped for his throbbing cock, guiding it into her womanhood as she lowered herself back down. The gentle controlled intrusion on her sensitive walls felt exquisite for her heated core. The man for once was still and silent, as Jessica began her real work. Her thighs complained as she began to work herself up and down upon the prick. The bell-head of it touching a point that sent a soft shiver of pleasure through her each squat. The old man moaned rapturously from behind her after a few dozen thrusts, now gripping her hips. "You're heavenly lass." he told Jessica, who rolled her eyes inwardly.

Just as Jessica thought she was reaching her muscular limit on squatting on him, the old man bucked, and pulled her heavily down onto him. Jessica panted as he began to girate madly into her furrow. Jessica felt another limit approach, and acting on instinct she began to work her button with her fingertips matching the pace of the old man's thrusts. Then he let out a strained grunt, and she felt a throb in his cock, as he tightly held their hips together. Finally a rush of warm sensation bloomed into her, as the man's essence bathed Jessica's walls. Jessica was madly close, and worked herself like a madwoman, forcing herself to the line. The man's cock surged a second time, reaching further this time, touching the point that pushed her over the line, sending Jessica into a shivering orgasm as her womanhood worked to draw as much of the man into her. Jessica couldn't play with herself further, her clit a hot button of sensation as it sent out electric spasms into her core as the man continued to pulse a few more sticky loads into fertile quim.

She lost track of time and didn't even notice the man's fading surging. She was still spasming as the man rudely pushed her off of him. Jessica mewled on the floor, tightly clenching her legs together as shivers still worked through her, not even noticing her drooling. She heard the man's heavy breathing, muttering something to himself as he wheeled himself deeper into the room. Jessica felt herself return, soreness almost more dominant in her than the remaining pleasure. She wasn't even sure she could stand. The man's emission still leaking from her onto the floor. Proping herself back up, Jessica panted as she regained her bearings. Her legs felt wobbly and she was unsure she could stand. But she managed by pulling herself up on the table.

She couldn't quite make out what the man was doing back there, but she also wanted to dress and leave before the man could claim she hadn't earned it.