Christy didn't seem thrilled with it, but Stacy quickly added on: "If you're not okay with that, then you wear diapers now. Those are your options."At...this point, she didn't see much of an option. There was no way she was going to willingly wear diapers, so the bet was the only option she could consider. She just hoped she could make it to bathroom more often than she had in the past week. "I'll take the bet." That response got a smile out of Stacy as she nodded her head. "Alright, that's a. She was breathing heavily as his thick fingers continued to fuck her pussy. The fingers were moving deep in and out, and she felt like a small cock was fucking her. She could hear her wet pussy being finger fucked. She heard the squishy sound from her pussy.She flexed back, trying to bury his face further in her steamy box. "OhhhhhhhhhYesssssssssssss! "she moaned, reaching back with her hand, and pulling him deep into her cunt.His tongue worked wonders as he lashed her box. As he moved his. All I can do is whimper, words are forbidden. You take my hands. I feel the soft velvet on the inside of my favorite cuffs as you fasten them around my wrist. You hook the chain to another and I feel as you pull my arms back. When the tension is just uncomfortable, not painful, you stop. Your preparations are driving me wild. I want to feel your tongue lapping my clit; I want you to up my favorite buzzing plug up my ass. I know it will hurt, you never use lube, but it feels so good. I want you. He got up and walked over to the door, blocking it with his body. If anyone tried to open the door it would hit him and stop, giving me time to rush to my desk and slide my legs underneath.I stood facing Ted, about ten feet away. I slipped my shoes off and then I reached for the hem of my skirt and slowly pulled it up to my waist. I turned my back to Ted, slipped my fingers into the waistband of my pantyhose and, keeping my legs straight, bent slowly and rolled them down my legs. I removed them.