Later, we both get hungry and decide to have dinner in the hood. The conversation goes well and I find myself not even wanting to look at the other wo...en in the restaurant. Although dinner itself is poor, I make her laugh and inquire about her knee. She tells me that her knee is okay but her neck is sore. We had planned for me to do acupuncture on her knee but II said I'd take a look at her neck when we finished dinner.We end up back at her place and I tell her to lie down on her bed. I start. . I just can't believe Iwet my pants... I'm not a baby for crying out loud, but my potty trainingseems to be disappearing faster than my height when I arrived here..." It'll be okay," Ivy found herself reassuring Holly. "I don't think anyless of you," she added.With a sigh Holly nodded and she closed the door and drove the shortdistance to a chain restaurant.IVY PULLED ME from the car seat and carried me into the restaurant on theright side of her body, and the diaper bag on her left. She took. I slowly approach her from behind, unseen, and I pull some rope from my shoulder bag. I am close enough to smell her now, a mix of perfume and latex, exciting me beyond reason. I throw the rope around her neck and tie it round the back of the cross. Her hands grasp at the rope but she is too late. I take leather straps from the bag and roughly fasten her wrists and arms to the cross, leaving her unable to move her arms. She tries to kick me but I expected that and I easily dodge her flaying. I was on the verge of a fourth when Rochelle screamed. “FUCK YES!” She threw her head back with a roar of triumph as with one final thrust, she pressed her cock head against the opening of my womb and pumped wave after wave of heat into my fertile body. Her already massive cock seemed to swell inside me with each spasm. The feeling of her cum inside me was amazing, the knowledge it was making me a woman forever, and probably getting me pregnant, made it even hotter. I couldn’t help myself. I.