Swweep pwease?"I watched Amanda's face turn into a worried frown, but she said, "Yesyou can. If you need something call out I'll have the monitor ondo...nstairs."She just mumbled and rolled over. Amanda came over to me then andstuck her hand on my diaper. "Let's change you after dinner?"I shrugged. "I can't really feel it in these, so that's fine."She hugged me and carried me downstairs to my highchair. Some potroast was cut up along with mashed potatoes on a plate for me."Thanks!" I told her.. Wanda stepped closer to me and started to kiss me. "I hope your not mad at me for being such a naughty girl. I'm all your the rest of the night. You can do whatever you want to me and my naughty holes." Wanda then grabbed my cock and rubbed it until it was rock hard again. She bent over the hotel desk, her skirt rising up over her hips, her well used pussy lips dangling down, "fuck me now…please." She didn't have to ask twice….my cock was already sliding up and down the outside of her. ” In truth, Edna was a good looking woman, intelligent, good fun and the attitude to sex that she was proposing was irresistible.“We'll have to write a list,” I said, joking.“I've already started one,” she replied.“And what's on it for today?” I asked.“Mainly oral,” she said. “Me sucking you, you licking me. Including my arsehole.” She hesitated almost imperceptibly on the word. “Is that okay with you? Or have I blown it already? Bigmouth Edna, the laugh-a-minute old boiler.”“Edna,” I said. Heguessed that the lotus kneeling statue was probably gold plated andbejeweled, and definitely had gems for eyes. Dara wanted to climb downand observe more, but he was sure that the monks would object to suchan act. He almost chuckled out loud. The Cult of Dambalo was renownedfor it's intensely Spartan lifestyle. The male only monks ate theblandest food, drank nothing but water, and had no personal possessionsat all. Not even their robes and prayer wheels were theirs. Yet, theysat and prayed.