Damn, what was she doing here? Did she just get gang banged? Again, the scenarios I’ve read in the online stories began racing through my head. Wtf ...as going on?As she left, I turned on my tracking app, and noticed this time she was headed toward her office. I also noticed her phone was once again on, with it’s location showing on my phone. I drove off to follow her to her next location, and jumped out of my skin when my phone rang. It was Jess.“Hi, honey, how’s your day?”, she said when I. It was a wonderful feeling. I pulled her toward me to snuggle. But she wiggled free. "I have to pee," she said. I sensed an opportunity."Well, what if I don't let you go?" I had kept my arm around her. When I spoke, the arm tightened. She started to struggle."Honey! Do you want me to wet the bed?" No, but I might want you to wet me," I replied. Her eyes widened in shock. I'd never breached the subject of the latest fetish to catch my eye. She'd responded favorably the first time I spanked her.. But again, hejust kept going! And again, I orgasmed a second time!By then, it was close to morning. Brian kissed and hugged me, then wentand showered. I grabbed a thin baby doll nightie from my drawer, and putit on. I then went to another bathroom on the lower level of the house,used the toilet, and cleaned myself. I then went and sat in the livingroom, and watched the sky lighten. Brian soon appeared, fully dressed. I fed him some breakfast, and walkedhim to the door. He kissed me on the lips,. And I could hear when my grandparents got home so I could leave through the other door to go play in the yard (oh I loved growing up on the farm). Soon I started to experiment with playing with my pussy. Once I started, I didn’t like to stop.My cousin and I would often look at the magazines together downstairs when she came out to the farm if grandpa and grandma weren't home... She thought it all was funny, but I was fascinated. I started going to look more and more often. But then one day I.