She may not like it." I knew he was right, but something told me that Jessica would make a happily little baby. "So, I'd suggest starting with the 6-p...y cloth diaper. Since you mean this as punishment, I'd use these locking pins. That way she cant get out of them. You'll need plastic pants. Maybe a couple of sleepers and of course a soother and bottle." He piled everything on the counter as he spoke. "There, that should be good for a start."Before he rung it up, I selected 2 little girls. Laurel looked up and pouted at him, 'Please be my bull. Please use me sir.' Her pussy was moist and warm and she wanted nothing more than this man to take her. 'Show me how much you want it.' He said, as he pressed her lightly on the shoulder. Laurel dropped to her knees and frantically started undoing the buttons of his jeans. She could feel the heat coming from his cock. Hell, she could see it too; a mighty bulge that snaked onto his thigh. With a tug the jeans came down and his cock sprang. My hands reaching down and pushing his face into my already wet pussy... No words needed .... He just knew what to do and was so good at it too.Licking,sucking,nibbling as his hands continue to please me sending me over the edge over and over again ... Losing track of time .... Pulling him up by his collar ....my legs wrapping around him as I drive him into me over and over... a****listic passion at first ...then slowing down to gentle Love making taking our time , kissing and caressing long. Luckily my neighbor had nodded off. A shooting pain cause the awakening, but not a physical pain. The thought struck me like a flash of light burning the inside of my eyes: guilt. Not unlike the pangs I felt from time to time when I thought of my childhood friend Micah and the haunted life I helped to create for him, and for George as well, though her strength pushed her through it, introducing Charlie into their lives, this guilt felt like all those pangs wrapped up in one giant burn.Was it.