“Wow that was so hot, I'm so wet,” said mystery girl 1 faintly.“Me too, I drenched my panties,” giggled another mystery voice.A piece of paper...scrunched up was pushed through the hole and when I saw it I realised the source of the clicking. It was a photograph. Center frame – my red angry erect cock, accompanied by 4 pussies. Two on either side, with thighs and midriffs all that was in shot, their chequered school uniform skirts were pulled up and their panties were pulled down around their. Those were replaced with reality. Some of it having gone well past what he'd dreamed. He almost skipped over his memories of that day. He was well past what he could have ever imagined. More than enough to carry him to bed that night.Although, as Roger's aunt diapered him for bed, Susan was in her room savoring her own memories of that day. For her they were as satisfying as with him. Satisfying but not nearly enough as she sat there working on his new dress.She was humming: Star light, star. ......I, though, knew how to get back at Her, by complaining to Uncle that I needed Him to buy me things, too, instead of HER getting Girly things, but if She found out that I was telling Uncle My complaint and Toying with Her, She would tie Me Up and Give It To Me, in the covered wagon, in the barn!!!!!Uncle told Me to wear anything Sharlee didn't want anymore! Uncle liked to see us dressed up as twins, in the same outfits, when He picked us up each month for shopping. White skirts, a white. I went back to my bath to clean myself up again. I finished and got dressed. Then I headed back downstairs. 'Yes, people would probably call me a slut. I can’t help being a sex addict though. I have been this way, for most of my adult life. I can’t seem to get enough. It doesn’t matter if its men or women. I love both,' I thought to myself.The next morning I sat on the porch and drank my coffee. I enjoyed the weather. Lexi and her brothers weren’t anywhere around. I had hoped that they didn’t.