One guy behind usput his hands around her and grabbed a tit. Rita jumpedin her seat and I saw a frightened look on her face. I told the guy no touchin..., but he could look all hewanted, but Rita was too shaken to continue so we left.She was still turned on though and gave me a blow jobin the car on the way home. I asked her if she enjoyedherself and would ever want to go back. She said it wasone of the most exciting things she had ever done andif no one would touch her she would love to go. " Good. That’s what you wanted. Isn't it?" Uh-huh."I listened in silence, while she worked away.She asked, "Have you ever watched my sister?" What. Masturbate?" Yeah." No. But, I have masturbated her." I know. She told me, when you were still dating." She did!?" Yeah. Don't you know, sisters share everything." OK, Susan. That's enough chit-chat. ...time to get down to business. So, just close your eyes and imagine that you are having sex with your boyfriend, Dave.There was another long silence,. She knew what Brie needed once again, and she shifted her weight slightly, directing one of the stiffening buds ever closer to her daughter’s pouting lips.Brie’s base instinct kicked in and she took to it readily. Hazel again moaned softly as her daughter’s warm lips engulfed her nipple. She considered that it wasn’t too many years ago that Brie was weaned from her breast. Now, here she was once again, suckling her daughter, who indulged with the vigor of a newborn baby. It wasn’t just erotic,. Yes, crinoline... That'sit. I don't know how long I have been playing with my hem. I'm stillsitting in my diaper. I hate the diaper. It makes me hard."Are you okay?" he asks through the crack in the door.He pushes it open to see me. He looks very concerned."You're crying..." he starts saying as he slides into the room towardsme."What? No!" I choke up on the words. I am crying. I'm bawling like ababy. I can't deal with this.He slides onto the bed next to me and takes my head to his shoulder..