My caregiver AYA Last year, with the good weather helping, I went back to long mountain bike rides. As my wife Martine still works, and it is not with the new directives from our leaders that this will stop, I can enjoy of life and its sides. She does what she wants, she knows that I authorize it, as long as she tells me about her adventures! Wednesday afternoon, meeting with my bike friends, departure at 2:00 p.m. for a 2 to 3:00 a.m. outing. It's hot, I have my cyclist who molds my penis well, we do a circuit around Belbeuf, with a difference in altitude! Steep climbs and descents at 15 to 20% I want to act smart to impress my friends, and what happens is what happens, on a descent, my front wheel slips away, I can't control it, and I make a mistake! I slip and fall, hitting the handlebars with my chest. To catch myself, I put my hand out, but I leave and fall into the brush! Some time passes!!! I come back to myself in the VSAB! I'm knocked out, I regain consciousness with a sound of "Pin Pon Pin Pon"! I'm in a shell, my chest hurts when I breathe, ah shit, my right wrist hurts! "Don't move " the fireman orders me, but even if I wanted to, I'm compressed into an inflatable corset! I let myself be carried and cared for, I have no choice! In the emergency room, the diagnosis is made! Three ribs broken and the right wrist too! What a foot! I spend forty-eight hours in the emergency room! I'm not telling you about Martine! : “At your age, being an idiot on a bike!” We’re good now!” Back home, Martine contacts the insurance company and manages to get help at home, she can't take leave, and I'm like disabled! So, to save me the pain and having to go upstairs, she unfolds the sofa which is convertible, and says to me: “There you go, for the next few weeks this will be your room, I don’t want to hurt you in bed by turning!”I answered him just as quickly: “Yes, you're right, as I have the right to touch you once a month, you can come and suck me in two weeks! " Oh, you're exaggerating! “ Monday arrives, Martine waits for 9:00 a.m. for the caregiver to arrive. A woman aged around twenty-five introduces herself. From my seat, I can't see, but I can hear my wife explaining the instructions to him in a firm tone. The young person introduces herself to me: “Hello Sir, my name is AYA, I am here at your service, do not hesitate to ask me what you want! “ I listen to her while undressing her from top to bottom!”Dressed in a short black skirt, she has small brown ankle boots. Her white blouse crushes her large breasts worn by a black bra. Mulatto, she has short, curly hair. I smiled at her and thanked her. Martine tells us that she is going to work and tells Aya to call if there is a problem! I feel like a relief at my wife's departure!AYA, comes to me and asks: “Do you need anything sir?” “Listen AYA, we're going to be around each other for at least two months, you can call me François and speak to me on familiar terms, that doesn't bother me! " Ok François, I'm going to change in the next room! " She returns a little later dressed in a short blue blouse unbuttoned above the knees. “Do you want a coffee François? “ Yes, with pleasure AYA!” She returns a little later with a tray and two cups, she sits down opposite me and serves me my cup. She stirs my sugar, I only look at her thighs, her crotch for what little her blouse lets me see. While chatting, I admire her blue eyes, she is really beautiful, despite being very slightly overweight. She clears the cups and asks me: “Have you been to the bathroom this morning?” “ No, I just have to pee!” “ She gets up and goes to get the pee gun. Seeing me trying to move, she immediately raised her voice and said to me: “No, you don’t move, I’m here to help you!” “ I'm in a t-shirt on the bed, my body is just covered by a sheet.AYA lifts this one while looking at me! : "Don't move, I'll take care of everything!" She grabs my tense penis and inserts it into the cannula. She stares into my eyes and says, “Come on, piss!”She can see that I'm having trouble, she leans over, giving me visual access to her chest, her half-open blouse lets me glimpse her globes! My penis tenses, and I urinate! “hey there you go, you had a nice pee!” “ She removes the gun, my penis is still erect, she wipes away the last drop while telling me! “Okay, you’re going to have to go wash up, let’s go to the shower, I’ll help you!” “ I turn quietly, I lean on her shoulders, I take the opportunity to touch her chest, she says nothing. Hip to hip, we arrive at the bathroom. Luckily we have an Italian shower! In front of the mirror, she undresses me. “Hmm, Grandpa is still very damn well done!” Naked as a worm in front of her, my penis is not at attention!She tucks my cast wrist into a trash bag. She guides me into the shower. “Ah damn, you can’t turn on the tap!” “ So, she undresses and gets into the shower naked. There, my penis stands up, she holds me at the hips. She adjusts the water with the mixer, and we shower! I observe her completely shaved pubis, her exposed lips letting her tongue escape. That's it, she's watering me, the water is lukewarm and good, like her! She soaps my chest, then my stomach. She goes to the buttocks and cleans my genital area with liquid soap. My breathing accelerates, she notices it and suddenly massages my buttocks. One of his fingers caresses my anus. Well lubricated by the soap, it sinks easily into my anus. She makes me feel good, that hasn't happened to me in a long time. My head leans down on her chest, I swallow her right breast, flattering her nipple with my tongue. Her other hand grabbed my cock and slides over it, she jerks it off! I hold on to her as best I can. “Oh yes, it’s so good, keep going my dear ...

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