.front and back...in the same joint, jolting, jagging instance; three bodies, seemingly meshed into one...mine...Jarryn’s fat cock pummelling my slu...ty hairy pussy tube and Hamish’s rigid stiffy buggering my tender tight arsehole.I realised my body was reacting and moving to their joint competing cock motions. The forceful plying grinding of Jarryn’s hard pecker in my cunt...he was ramming into me...while I was being cock slayed from behind...Hamish was really jabbing and impaling into my. The next time she called me in from my chores to share some cuddle timethere was a super absorbent Tena adult disposable diaper waiting for meall stretched out on the floor, she was squatted beside it with a cutesmile and just said to me, "So you don't need to worry about havingaccidents anymore." After that night I was diapered more often, I thinkshe liked my little side and how shy and cuddly I would get, I did notuse them for there intended purpose often but every now and then when Iwould. But I knew that would do nothing to get us back together long term. Plus, I had too many irons in the fire. As a compromise I pulled over and called Gracie at Marta’s house.It did not start as a joyful conversation. She was glad to hear from me, but she was still mourning her mother’s death from Marzz and his Tuccos right after she left. Her Mother had not treated her well, but now she was gone and it was all because Gracie did something thousands of LA girls did every week, something to. Sharleen excused herself to go and shower.After he finished chatting to Jack he went to his room, passing her door and hearing her shower. He went to his room, showered and wrapped a towel around his waist. Walking into his bedroom he noticed the mosquito net on his bed was open, though he was certain had been closed when he went to shower. Approaching the bed he noticed she was lying in it, a sheet draped over her work of art.Sharleen called him over to her. He came closer, the droplets of.