My free hand would slide from your ankle, up your calf, over your knee to your thigh which would be slick with your juice. I'd pinch and slap the soft...flesh telling you what a bad girl you are as you'd struggle against my grip, all the time purposefully pushing your throat against my palm… V: Keeping hold of my soft neck you'd gently play with my clit. I’d be desperate for you to slide your fingers inside me, practically begging you: ‘please, please’. You'd kiss me deeply before ripping off. She took him to the changing table and started removing his pajamas, to get to his diaper. From the looks on her face, CJ wasn’t kidding about having taken a dump. She reached into her diaper-bag and pulled out a fresh diaper and was holding something with a thin rubber strap attached. She grinned at me, then looked back at CJ, “Does CJ want Daddy to change his diaper?”My son started giggling, “Daddy do, Daddy do!”Talk about getting set up! When I started over that way Mary showed me what she. But … I’ll be the best slut you could want. I can’t wait!”Jake smiled and patted her ass. “Okay, then … we’ll see in the morning if you feel the same way.”Annie slept between them that night. Her sleep was the sleep of someone without a worry or concern … and a body that was exhausted.She woke in the morning to an empty bed and sunlight outside. She had slept well past normal for working on a ranch. She smelled coffee and bacon. And, she could hear faint, quiet voices through the closed bedroom. This feeling went deeper than my skin, to my veins with every drop of blood beginning to tingle. Those enhanced feelings that sensed the nights flavors, enticed me towards you, to voluptuous curves, to a full breast which I took in my long claw like fingers. You liked the invigorating scratch that lifted your rich swelling, becoming firmer to my fingers long nails. Your nipples hardened as my firm movement reached them. Your eyes told me to fill my mouth with your warmth. I needed no further.