After eating, Matthew watched some TV, waiting for his Dad to get up so that they could go to the beach for awhile. Matthew smiled, looking forward to...looking for crabs and whatever he could find that had been washed up. Once he'd even found a dead shark washed up on the beach, which he thought was really cool. Even if it was only a small shark. After he was playing for an hour, Matthew scratched at his chest absently, not really noticing that it felt somewhat swollen. Getting up, he started. I knew I could not disobey my owner, so I hurriedly ran outsideand saw several people. It seemed as if they thought I was actually awoman in a French maids dress, and didn't recognize me. I could bear theembarrassment, that was until I dropped the rag. I knew I had to bendover, giving everyone a perfect view of my diaper. I tried as best Icould to keep it hidden, but the size of both the diaper and the skirtleft no chance. People looked in awe as I displayed my garment toeveryone. My face. I got one bed and she on her queen size bed. She then switched on TV and put a DVD. It was the film jism. She then said to me: Khal I do no like when I watch TV talking I like to appreciate the scene. I said of course Aunty Beena me too the same. Now there was showing a scene where Bipasha was straddling John. I got a hard on and it was visible on my short. My cock was moving up and down through my shorts. I was concentrating on this scene and just forgot that Beena was here. I just heard a. I want to feel your power.”“No. I'm not going to ravish you. I want you to feel something else.”“Is that so?” She smiled.“Yes,” I said and slowly lifted her tank top over her head and tossed it onto the floor. I leaned forward and gently licked her nipple. Her soft moan was like the purr of a petted cat. I unbuttoned her jeans and slowly lowered the zipper while I licked her other nipple. She moaned louder when I placed my hands on her breasts and squeezed them tightly together so that I could.