With every passing rub, my hand became a little more cramped. Granted, her slit provided a lot of juice, to make my hand easier to maneuver around, bu... emotional and physical exhaustion still took it's toll on me. My eyes wanted to stay on her, but my eyelids were going down. My hand eventually stopped as my last threads of energy started to dwindle. "Tell me you love me again, Donna. I wanna hear it again," she commanded. With all the energy I could summon, I slowly made my way behind her, as. Her seat was soaking wet. The near accident with the skunk had caused Diapers to have an accident of her own. She had pissed her pants, and nearly flooded my car’s seat. As if she wasn’t embarrassed enough, I added insult to injury. While she cleaned up and changed her clothes, I drove to the nearest store and bought a pack of disposable diapers for her baby. When she came out of the house, I gave her the pack of diapers. The pack had been opened and one diaper was missing. She thought her son. After nearly half a mile of this serene view, the driveway made a sharp turn to the left, and all at once, Maison Pines came into view. My first glimpse was breathtaking. The main house, painted white with shutters the green of the pines for which it was named, loomed ahead. For all of its beauty, it seemed slightly eerie, perhaps because it had witnessed more than any human could in the span of mortal life. I was the first to arrive, and chose to park on the gravel directly across the driveway. . someone is ready for some fun. Finish your beer quick. Let's go." I'm ready now," I said setting my partially empty bottle aside. We headed back to Beaver Hall and some fun.Kelly was a little tipsy as we walked back. My cock was hard as steel, creating a bulge in my pants as we walked back. Kelly nearly tripped on the curb crossing Pollock Road but I caught her. I helped her up the fire steps when we got inside.Kelly and I stripped down and hopped in her bed. We kissed for a few minutes and.