"Okay I guess." I step into them while momma pulls the straps over myshoulders and adjust them. I look up and see my reflection in the mirrorand I loo... super girly. No one would ever think I was anything but alittle girl."Okay those are so pretty and fit you perfectly and they are a size 4t.Now stand still sweetie while I take them off." Momma reaches around andpulls the overall shoulder straps off and they fall to my ankles. "Wellat least we know what size you wear with the diaper on. We will. She smiled, while still half-crying. It was beautiful when she was crying. But I was not an asshole to make her cry on purpose and enjoy it.“Hey, stop crying my love” and I kissed her forehead.“Let us go lay for a while. Then we can enjoy again. Come on” I tried to accompany her towards the bedroom.Good that my cock did not bleed too hard. If it did, I would even end up dead..who knows?1st I washed its blood. Then I accompanied her to the room, held her from behind and laid on the bed. Then, I. After she's satisfied that you've clean her tits she pushes you back, again resigned to watching. I lie back, making her get on my face where I again lick her still soaking wet pussy. Her hips rock as she rides my face and tongue, alternating from sucking my hard cock to stroking it. You eagerly watch, occasionally seeing the strand of either saliva, pre-cum, or both between her tongue and my cock, making you want in so much. Finally, she has you come over and while she sits up, grinding her. How her mother used to greet her father, early morning returning from his night duty, made him lie down and sitting on his stiff shaft, showing her back to him so that he could enjoy her fat ass chicks and every in-out stroke of his lund in her choot. While coming down she used to open her choot with both hands, and while getting up from his lund, she squeezed choot so much that inner walls of her choot used to grip that lund and pulled it up, after many such suctions by her choot on his lund.