"Her tutu won't get stained. She's wearing adiaper, remember?" As if any of them could forget! "That's where shenormally does her sissy squirties - in...her nappy," Nanny needlesslyinformed them. David seemed collapse to in on himself, shrivelling inembarrassment, unaware he was making himself seem smaller and even moreimmature in the eyes of the jeering women. The hot stream of urineseemed endless, the delightful heat pooling between his legs beforerising up to warm his bottom.Cindy checked her. My free hand reached down and began to fumble against my clit. The bundle of nerves was hardened and standing at complete attention. It was dying for a touch, something that I was able to give it completely. The edge of my fingernail pressed gently around the edges, touching sensitive fresh skin. The pad of my finger grinded against the top of my clit insistently. Spreading my legs wider I let myself become overtaken by the waves flowing through me. My hand almost seemed to cramp as my finger. Paige stepped closer. Her stormy gaze fixated on mine and pulled me in. “And it was so...” She grabbed my face in her hands and stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. “Fucking...” She kissed me again. “Hot.” This kiss was longer, her mouth desperate for me as I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into me. My tongue danced with hers, diving into her mouth and deepening the kiss even further.We came up for air, both gasping, our faces scant inches apart. Our eyes met.“Upstairs,” I ordered, and. Talk about the supreme humiliation! But despite this fear, it was impossible to deny that it felt damn good. Once it was firmly lodged in place, M said: “Now get over to the chair and bend over.” Screwdriver handle buried in my ass, huge tits out, I walked as gracefully as I could to the chair, and bent over. M wasn’t long to follow. He came around to the side of me, and ordered me to suck his cock, making sure it was nice and hard. I love sucking his cock. It’s the most perfect.