I didn’t even get a chance to swallow it, that you squirted that hard,” she told me. “Come here Hannah, I want to taste my juices that’s in yo...r mouth,” I begged her. She came up to give me a kiss while she started to finger fuck my pussy. I broke the kiss as I started to moan into her mouth as I felt her hit my g-spot with her fingers. She started to massage my g-spot, slowly putting more pressure onto it. I can feel another orgasm coming and it feels like this one will be bigger then the last. Iagain stand up and pull the tights leaving me in just the plastic pantiesand diaper. Amy then reaches out to unlock the panties but then suddenlyreaches down and feels the crotch of the panties and says, "Looks likesomeone wet themselves," and laughs. I feel my face blush. Amy unlocks thepanties and pulls them down to my ankles! She then starts unpinning thediaper. I try and stop her but she just slaps my hands away and unpins thediaper and it drops to the floor leaving me standing there. He would call the cops, while she waited, have her arrested and then, the following day, drop all charges. Mari had even worked in his store briefly, when she had turned 18. Flavian, the store owner, had become an unlikely, but lifelong friend. Mari had a very few friends, trusting no one. He had died at 78 the year before I arrived in Nice, leaving her crushed and more alone.Mom had come to sit down on the couch, Mari between us and we both consoled her as this tale of woe had literally poured. I can feel thepower build, but I can also sense a wrongness. I don't think Tiffany senses anything out of the ordinary, but maybe that's because I'm expecting something different. As she finishes reciting, there is a brilliant flash of light. Tiffany is thrown across the room and lands on her bed.And Frank?He still lies on the floor where he fell after I shot him. His wound is still unhealed. It continues to bleed profusely.I look across the room, to the bed where Tiffany lays. She.