She shakes her head to quickly dismisses the thought, how could she be mad at a man that just wanted to help people that couldn’t help themselves. ...��I’ll have to change and get this in soak or it will be ruined,” she decides as she turns off the running tap and quickly dries her hands. The country house rooms were filled with guests for the fundraisers, so she and her husband were staying in one of the small cottages set back from the main house. She sticks her head round the huge wooden door. Her gorgeous little cunt was right in front of me and I heard her soft moan of desire as I kissed the delicate pink skin of her hairless labia."Ooh daddy yes," she moaned and closed her mouth on my cock. I felt the warmth of her mouth and the softness of her tongue over my dome as I used my hands to open her up before burying my tongue right inside her.As I lapped at her fragrant wetness, my hands were on her buttocks holding her to my mouth. She squealed and closed her legs around my neck and. "What is she thinking? Is this a dress-up game to her? What was Ithinking, wearing a diaper to coerce her into bed. I felt really stupid."You have to wear your nightie. It's time for bed," I tried to reasonwith her."You do it! You do it! You do it!" she chanted again.I checked the clock. We've been at this for over a half-hour. I have toget her into bed and get out of this diaper before Mom and Larry gethome. She kept stomping around and taunting for several minutes. I don'thave time for. My thoughts were rudely interrupted by the arrival of an MP looking for me."You need to report to HQ ASAP Sarge." I will as soon as I have a pot or two of coffee soldier." Sorry Sarge but I was told to tell you it was important and that we were to escort you."Well shit I thought, what the hell was so important that they would send an escort to take a hung over sergeant in a very bad mood to HQ to listen to the usual lecture crap about my duties like always. Oh hell I thought I will at least be.