It was humiliating to have my desire so openly visible, but that just made it hotter. My wanton need to be fucked like a dirty whore overrode any emba...rassment."It does feel right, doesn't it?" Yes," I admitted with another moan. I could feel his erection pressing against me. A few steps more and we were there, my legs pressed up against the desk. His lips brushed my neck while his hands fumbled at my slacks. It felt so good that he had my pants and panties down around my knees before I. To my surprise, I found she was in front of my mom’s dressing table and brushing her hair. I hid my self in a corner and kept watching her. Next Vijji unbuttoned her blouse had started adjusting her boobs inside her bra. Her large boobs clearly did not fit the bra. After sometime she started buttoning up her blouse. I thought it was my best time, and came inside as if I did not saw her. She was there half blouse un buttoned, my mothers comb in her hair. Seeing me she quickly covered her bosom. It was so warm and even though it was hard, it had a softness to it that I didn't expect. I opened my mouth wide and put all of it in that would fit. It felt great to finally have a cock in my mouth. I let it touch the back of my throat and pulled it slowly back out, licking the head as it came out. I was a natural. He moaned and let me know how great I was. I continued to suck for another 5 minutes.I pulled his manliness out of my mouth and asked if she wanted some of the fun. I thought. Boy, they did look sweet.Natasha took my hand and lead me out of the padded room, into Brigitte's office. In the mirror on the wall I caught a glance of myself. I wore a white lace bonnet, a pacifier was tied behind my head. The white dress had a big collar, lots of ruffles and was so short that my diapers and white plastic pants were visible, as were the garters and pink stockings. I looked both ridiculous and, well, sexy.I was told to sit on a low stool, while Natasha sat on one knee to put.