I was disappointed and agreed to his contention, called my father up to inform him about the change in plans. I had to spend the night at the farm and...then leave after fixing the problem tomorrow. I was walking back with Jigna complaining and cribbing about the change in plans especially who I don’t have a change of clothes or anything to last me another day. She patiently listened.At the farm house, it was already nightfall and dinner was served by the two women. We had a nice conversation. Choose your next words wisely," she told him.He shut up, and I watched as the poor woman was placed into the seatwearing nothing but a pink onesie that barely covered the diaper thatat least appeared to be dry and clean. "Thank you, Your Honor," shesaid to her when she was seated."You're welcome Mrs. Tully."The bailiff was about to introduce the attorney again when Judge Jonesspoke up. "From here on out I expect a level of respect to be grantedfor Mrs. Tully. Notice I said Tully, and not Dane.. Celeste stuck her head out the door as Brad surfaced with Gina’s glasses. “What are you two doing out here?”“Gina’s glasses fell in the pool when I tossed her the towel,” Brad lied, watching Gina’s breasts swing as she wiped her calves. “I got them -- she’ll be right in.”“Hurry up!” Celeste snapped, and drew her head back inside.“You’re unbelievable!” Gina whispered.“So are you!” Brad retorted, unrepentant. “Those things are just incredible!” He vaulted out of the pool and immediately stepped. The reason for pleading me was also due to the fact that she was in no mood to answer any of my questions.Brunda placed a finger on Olga’s anus and moved it gently in circular motion. Olga could not help but moan with every move my and Brunda’s fingers made.Olga’s heart sunk as she felt Brunda’s finger trying to intrude inside her butthole. She tightened her anus to stop Brunda from doing so. What Olga did not know was that she was unknowingly increasing the intensity of her own orgasm.Brunda.