She slowly caressed herself and watched the two lovers on the bed, her father on top of her mother from behind, both kissing and fondling each other i... post-coital bliss, just floating along together. Fiona finally realized the show was over and she crept back to her bed, still excited by what she'd witnessed. Her own sleep came only after she'd rubbed her gooey little slit to orgasm, fantasizing about her father's cock as she came.Part 2. The next morning Janet was in the kitchen first, having. My pulse races, as my cock quickly hardens, straining against the material of my jeans. I am now well out of my comfort zone and my mind is racing. 'What the hell am I going to do next?' I ask myself. The urge to fuck you where you stand is overwhelming. As you turn around our eyes meet and I can see yours almost glazed over; you sense my anticipation. The smile you give in return is one of reassurance. There’s no turning back now. I stand up and move forward to kiss you. As soon as our lips. While I was therethe nurses used cloth diapers and instutional style yellow rubberbloomers. One day my wife asked if she could get me plastic pants wouldthe use them instead if the bloomers that left marks on my legs and theytold her she could. Two weeks later my wife showed up with some Comco plastic pants for meand the nurses after putting them on me at diaper changes they asked ifshe could get me a few more pairs. After a few days my wife showed upwith 4 more pairs of Comco pants and some. Well, she sort of replied. She was reading my thoughts and me hers. It was just like talking though. I was comfortable looking at it that way."It won't be long till they start putting your skin onto me," she commented."I hope it works to perfection," I told her. She sounded nice and I can tell you that even though her face was covered with tape and her eyes sealed shut, I could see what was beneath the surgical coverings she was wearing and I liked what I saw.I was sure I got the impression her.