I just couldn’t resist slightly fluttering my trapped pinkie over her warm soft skin, and I was positive I felt a little dampness on that gently exp...oring digit. Lynette shut her eyes as she felt that slightly invasive movement under her panties and gently bit down on her lower lip.Lynette moaned out as her hips scooted down a little more onto my buried fingers as she leaned back against the front bench seat. With my pinkie now almost two knuckles deep under her panties, there was no doubt in. Her legs being pulledwider...a noticeable CRACK is heard as her hips appear to swell and widen toaccept the enormous phallic tentacle buried deep inside her ass,swelling to womanly proportionsthe tentacles attached to her testicles seem to begin to push ratherthan pull, forcing the shrinking remnants of her male sex inside herbody, beginning to merge into a single phallic tentaclestill pulling and sucking at her nipples, the tentacles on her chestappear to be having an effect, her nipples. Brenda asked, "Do you want me to change her nappy, Mum?"Aunty June shook her head, her cold calculating eyes on my face the wholetime. "No, she can stay in that wet nappy for the rest of the afternoon,as far as I'm concerned."Mrs Fields laughed at the noisy sucking sounds I was making. "My my! Shecertainly loves her dum-dums, doesn't she?" Aunty June chuckledmenacingly and nodded in agreement. "Didn't you say you bought her a newpotty this morning, June?" Grace Fields asked. When Aunty nodded. She was sure this had helped her make the cheerleading squad, and kept the boys flirting with her. She'd never dated seriously, and as far as her sex life, she'd went a little too far with Steve Cheswick at a party last year. She had let him massage and kiss her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples, while she stroked his hard cock, until he shot his load all over her legs. The sticky substance shocked her, and she had left the party quickly, the jism still clinging to her nylons as she ran.