This account is based on a real case and, of course, most of the personal details have been changed. The young lady is still living in special accommodation, with a full-time carer and still awaiting a life-partner.
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It is important to remember that my visits to Kira were based on her insurance claim and assessment. As a professional, I needed to keep separate the two reasons for my calls.
Accordingly, my assessment was coming to an end and I was in a real quandary over the final report. To be frank and honest, it was quite true that she was incapable of working or probably of being a satisfactory parent if she became pregnant, as the doctors said was possible.
On the other hand, her life was no longer in danger although I was convinced by the medics that she would need constant nursing attention, probably further surgery, and there would be a risk of heart problems because of her sedentary existence.
I delayed as long as possible in making my report but didn't invite a second opinion for the simple selfish reason that I wanted this young woman all to myself. In fact, I had to resist my company's suggestion of assistance on the basis that Kira's case was without precedent in our records.
And so I came to visit Kira again, maybe eight days later.
After the usual business meeting, I went with Alice to Kira's room and quietly locked myself in.
"Where have you been? I've missed you. I need you," Kira spoke from her horizontal framework.
I went straight to her and leaned over to kissed her as she held my hands close to her breasts. Her eyes were damp with tears but she avoided crying openly.
She sniffed and looked up at me and smiled through her tears, "Now, please. Don't keep me waiting."
I undressed quickly and moved over to her. First we kissed again and then, without her asking, I tilted the frame back and downwards so that she could throat me, which seemed to becoming our starting routine. On this occasion, I noticed that she was wearing long stockings, reaching over her knees. They looked to be ridged as if compression stockings. But my mind was on other things.
She made a little "Mmmm" sound to show she agreed with the adjustment of the frame, and opened her mouth wide before the it was in its lowered position, and closed her eyes.
My erection was ready and she mouthed me beautifully before swallowing me into her throat for our usual in-out routine as she breathed and sucked on me, and squeezed me with her lips and teeth. Again, this time also, she reached back and squeezed my testicles and scrotum into her mouth behind her teeth. Although this was not the first time, it was still a revelation to me, and a new experience that I wanted it from her whenever she throated me.
I reached to the vibrator and gave her an orgasm on the two plugs that were visible and reachable as I plunged rhythmically in and out of her throat. Her orgasm came quickly as always, within a few seconds, and I withdrew from her mouth to let her breathe and cry out Then she relaxed and was ready for more.
She reached back and took my hand and held it down to her face, "I've really missed you. Missed these feelings. You are good for me. Make me tighter now, like we both like."
I stoked her inverted face and kissed her and then swivelled the frame so that she was vertical again and I tightened the corset on her figure. It took a few minutes as usual but she was tight and tiny at her waist when it closed. I held her from behind with my fingers and thumbs, and pushed my naked body against her, with my erection pressing into her twisted displace pelvic area. I could feel the hard plugs with my erection and she responded to the pressure with a tip of her head and the little sound I'd come to recognize.
Obviously, it was time for another orgasm. So I reached the vibrator and held it against the plugs in front of my erection; while still gripping the front of her waist with one hand.
