Don't you dare disobey me or Iwill shock you again Megan. Now go ahead and wet your diapers fag. I'mgonna take pictures for your profile. Oh my God...my girlfriends wouldlaugh so hard if I sent them pictures of my new little girl wettingherself like a complete wimp."I had to pee so badly. There was nothing I could do. Even without theshocker Miss Danielle could punch me and beat me up. Before long I feltthe wetness and warmth of the trickle of my pee starting. The mockingbegan again from. I sit on the side of the tub and begin washing his legs. I feel bad that I’ve not appreciated them before. They’re strong and muscled. His flaccid cock is inches from my face, but I avoid looking right at it. I work his thighs then his calves and the backs of his legs. Finally, I look at his cock directly. It’s soft and obviously smaller than when he’s inside me. It hangs slightly to the left. I’ve never spent time looking at a man’s cock. Not even Josh’s. I’ve fumbled with them in bed but. That had to be one of the hottest things I've ever seen! He finally relaxed his grip and I watched him step back and slip from her mouth as she started gasping for air, her tits heaving right in front of me. This was awesome!He put himself away and closed his pants up as she slipped off the table, back to her feet. She was still breathing deeply as I watched her fasten her bra, adjust her nylons, shimmy her skirt back down her legs, and button up her jacket. He picked up her thong and as she. Milford's clients were mostly general merchandise retail chains along with any number of independents in the same lines.Upon graduation with my MBA, I went looking for a job. One week into the process I came home to find a strange car parked in my driveway; it was 4:00PM. Oh, and it was a very nice car: a Cadillac actually. The owner of the ride was in our living room sipping tea. The man was dressed in what had to be a three-thousand dollar suit. Sitting next to him was my wife."Hi honey, we.