The night before everything happens my wife cooks a special dinner because both of our k**s are off to camp for a week. She makes great food and great...deserts. So we sit and eat and she says to me I made some chocolate chip cookies that are my favorite, of course this time she put some extra ingredient into the dough. I finish my dinner and can't wait for the cookies. So she picks up everything and brings me two large cookies and they tasted awesome. After about an hour I was feeling so sleepy. I said, “Yes, but I know your room is surely not as cold as mine.” I had slept with my sister before and I never have had a problem, so I did not see why this time would be any different. We each went back to our own rooms to get our pajamas. My pajamas usually consisted of a t-shirt with no bra and panties on. However, I was sleeping with my sister, and it was cold. I ended putting some sweat pants on and a t-shirt. When we returned to the living room, our mother told to sleep well and that we. I could see her mood darken. "You've been abusing yourself again!" she accused. "How long has this been going on?" I told her only this morning but she didn't believe me. She pushed me down onto the waiting stack of diapers and began muttering how I hadn't learned my lesson and that she would have to take 'extra measures' to make sure I behaved myself. I was plenty scared so I didn't say anything. One thing was for sure though, I wouldn't be getting out of diapers that night after all.Grandma. I pulled out, stepped out from between her legs and flipped her over.“On your knees and get that ass in the air!” She complied instantly“Reach back and rub yourself woman, and tell me what you’re doing.”“Ohhh – I…I’m rubbing my c-cl-clit-t…”She did as she was told, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling. With one good push I was right back in her pussy, plugging away, happily balls deep. I could do this for a very long time, as this was my third load. So I just pumped merrily away, watching.