She glistened in the sun and with her black hair and red lipstick; I thought she looked a picture. Quickly she lay down on the recliner, which was par...ially hidden from my view, and began to just enjoy the sun and warmth covering her body. From where I was sitting I could just about see her face and bikini top when suddenly the dark haired girl sat up and slipped off her bikini top before laying back down. I couldn't take my eyes off Jessica’s nipples. They were brown and erect and it wasn't. They both started to gently slide their hands up under my t-shirt while one of the guy started to kiss me on my soft lips. I reached out directly to their cocks to try and get a feeling of what I had coming. They where both stripped down to their underwear and I could feel their bulges through it. At first I happily thought that both cocks where a normal good size for me to take, but as soon as I started touching them, the European guy's (my guess) cock grew even larger and harder and I knew I. ...." They both sat there for a moment in silence until Peter asked softly, "And what would your pleasure be today, ma'am?!?" "She turned away with her cheeks turning red and replied very softly, "I'd like you to bathe, powder, and diaper me, if that's all right with you!?!" "Of course it is, Mrs. Ingram," he said gently, "why don't we go up stairs and get started!!!"Once in the spacious bathroom, Peter immediately started the drawing the bath and then turned to help his fifty two year old. ) She asked me if I liked the word, I might have explained that words were just tools to me but I used to find it difficult to be a ‘raconteur’ around girls like her (now, I find gin to be good for the eyes and tongue… if bad for the stomach, at the time I’d had only a few beers and permitted tastes of my dad’s good Scotch.) So I said that I did like the word ‘risque’ and she seemed pleased and that was that. A small and trivial episode… but exactly the sort of thing I remember and find the.