I do feel better with a dry diaper and for somereason I wasn't tired before just worried anyone would see me dressedlike a little baby girl, but right...now I feel so relaxed. I close my eyesand I start to flood my diaper with warm pee.I am sleeping peacefully until I hear the sliding door on our mini-vanopen and I wake up rubbing my eyes. Mommy is un-buckling me and pickingme up out of the car seat and putting me down on our driveway. I hear askateboard, and I stop rubbing my eyes hearing my new. Just then I felt something gently stroking my pussy lips and I pushed forward for more, I don’t know how he was doing it but obviously my husband had bent an arm back and was massaging my pussy. But then I felt my cunt open to receive something more than a finger, it was something quite larger, something quite a deal larger. I tried to free myself but my husband’s tongue was unrelenting and I succumbed to the feeling of ecstasy and began to enjoy what was happening to me. Now my husband raised. “Really?” I asked. “No, not really,” she said, “You’re a dirty little pervert. Why would I be looking for a guy who’s been staring at me like a piece of meat?” She flicked her hair back in the same dramatic fashion as I had seen earlier. I was happy it was dark, so she couldn’t see me going bright red. “I’m sorry,” I started to say, “I didn’t mean…” “What are you going to do about it?” she asked, taking a step toward me. “About what?” I asked. “About being a pervert and finding a place to. The Gods commands pressed on my mind. I couldn't hurt them unless they were evil. And they weren't evil, just hot, pregnant sluts. But grabbing Lizzy by the hair and dragging her about wouldn't hurt her. Just like spanking her fine ass would only excite her. Every slut loved to be spanked no matter how much they cried."Stop sucking, slut," I growled. "I'm ready to fuck."Heather lifted her mouth off. "Who?"I stood up and grabbed Lizzy's black hair, yanking her mouth from Heather's asshole. She.