12 miles away – I know your car is broken– shall I call you a taxi”“Twenty nine” I exploded “Dad you’re a lousy liar – Alia is sixteen... so you must be at least 50”My phone went ‘bong’ from somewhere under the bedding – Amy had sent me a new selfie of her butt with a lipstick kiss on one cheek – obviously from her live-in girlfriend.I messaged back my desperate need for sex and the lack of condoms and the no-pregnancy thing.Alia replied ‘try the pub’ – I had forgotten we set up a WhatsApp group. The anal intruders were then pushed deep into the women's bowels. Marie lowered her head to Amy's crotch and said, "I call this a sixty-nine plus. She then lowered her mouth to Amy's sopping folds and began eating her out. Amy gasped and followed suit. Two tongues dove deep into two cunts bringing pleasure that only another woman could bring. Fingers diddled clits, adding to the sensual joy felt by both of the women.Amy was awash with ecstasy. Marie's tongue was driving her wild! Her juices. "We better do something about your sniveling." She removed her handfrom his diaper and wiped it on the outside of his diaper. She undidthe clasp on her nursing bra, exposing one breast. Greg, of course,could not see anything in the total darkness. She held her large breastin one hand and with the other hand, guided his face to her large,brown tit. His lips closed around her tit and he started suckingvigorously. He could feel the clasp of her nursing bra brushing hischeek."That's a good boy. You. Eventually, I put on the clean outfit, being as slow and showy as I could with that too. Everyone watched me get dressed, some blowing kisses as I covered my body, a fond farewell to the night. When I pulled up the shorts, I looked around, making eye contact. There was one more thing I could do. I pushed my hand into my crotch, probed myself, sniffed the finger, licked it, then zipped up. All done. Smiles all around. Best comment: "This one knows what sex is!" I left the way I arrived, a.