I needed to urinate butwas trying my hardest to hold on. I remembered the lasttime that I had been made to wear a nappy and the clammywet feeling that...I had had to endure whilst trapped in it.I was hoping and praying that they did not intend to keepme in the baby clothes all night. They all sat aroundwatching the TV whilst I lay on the floor at their feet.I could not hold on any longer and released a stream ofurine into my nappy, the wetness surrounding me, held in bythe padding and plastic. It still hurt if you allowed yourself to dwell on it, and you kept yourself emotionally distant from her and everyone else in town as a result. Noelle was the only one you could trust.If it weren't for her, you'd have left town a long time ago. Even if you stayed long enough to graduate, you would have taken your chances leaving town even if the only thing you took were the clothes on your back. Kathy might have believed you were starting to forgive her when you accepted her job offer, in. I admit, her touch had aroused me a bit, and my dick started to get hard just dreaming about her hand grabbing my ass.After about 10 minutes, my session was over and she started removing the electrodes. The first two came off the area above my hip, then the next one came off my right side below the hip. Then the last one. It was obvious when she took the last one off that she was definitely making an effort to touch my ass, and even ran a finger just above my crack, lightly tracing it with her. I felt her jump a little when my tongue hit her butthole, but we were caught up in the moment, so we kept going. I pumped her slowly, trying not to interrupt her rhythm she had licking my wife. I could tell my wife was getting close, so I reached around and fingered her friends clit while I sunk deeper into her. When I heard my wife's groan and knew she was cumming, I saw her thighs clamp around her friend's head. At that moment I unloaded deep into her. As I withdrew my cock, I realized not.