..”“Not maybe,” the woman says sternly. “That was your intention.”” She pauses briefly to look him over. “You normally hide your emotion... well. Why are you blushing like you’ve been caught doing something naughty?”“I’ve told you before,” he says with a grin. He knows where this is headed.“That I remind you of your mother,” she states. Alan nods. “Is that why you enjoy fucking me?”“Yeah,” he blurts out before he thinks. “I mean, it is one reason. You are quite attractive...”“But... ?”“But,. “She’s actually pooping in her diaper!”“That’s soo gross,” another pointed out.“Come on guys,” Rachel pleaded. “Most of you have seen her do this before. It’s not that ba-” As she was finishing her sentence, a strong odor hit Holly’s nose like a freight train. “UGH! Oh, Jesus!” She instinctively covered her nose with both hands as she turned away from the smell. The other girls quickly followed suit, gagging and blocking their nostrils as the pungent stench encircled them.“I’ve smelled some. I did as I was told and she took off what little she had on, and I started to see that she wasn’t as bad looking as I first thought. Her skin was a little pasty, but she had nice round tits, smooth belly, and a nice shaved pussy. She sat on the easy chair she had in her booth, and scooted her ass out to the front of the chair. She reached over and picked up the huge dildo. It was so big she couldn’t get her hands around it. She picked up a tube of lube and started rubbing it all over one end of. My wife was successful and beautiful; a five foot nine brunette with B sized breasts and womanly hips. We’d been married twenty two years, and our only son was away at university. As a lawyer specializing in family law she had seen marriages breakdown in a multitude of ways, and we both understood the value of working to keep a marriage fresh and exciting. And that was why we did things like go out for a Friday night date. So back to the cocktail dress, we were shown to a nice table in the.