That was the longest night of my life. I did get much sleep. When I did wake up, I had wet, and poop my diaper, I hoped someone would come in and le... me out of this cage. It was hours before Tina came in. She was all happy saying "how's my little baby this morning doing? It smells like we made a boom-boom in are diapers."She took off the top and let down the side to help me out. I went to the table to get changed. She laughed at me, and said "I will change your diapers when I want to. . The water began to splash over the side as her hips gyrated and bucked. He breasts still tingled and her core was on fire. Her breath was elusive but her cries got louder. All built and built until she was thrashing and begging, ‘What? What is to come? Make it happen? I can’t stand this anymore?’ She felt something enter her, it was big and hard. She knew what it was but not where it came from. It pounded and pummeled and it felt so darn good. Her eyes still closed she reached out to space, to. “I realize that, but what about a pair every day?” I asked.“Every day?” Kshitiz asked, noticeably intrigued.“Yes, at Rs 5,000 per month I’m paying over Rs 150 per day to live here, but I can get new panties for less than Rs 50 per pair if I buy them at the right place. That’s only Rs 18,250 per year for a fresh pair of Rs 50 panties every day. I could wear them all day and get them all nice and warm for you, and then I could drop them off at your place when I get home.” I said.“An intriguing. She assumes the position and lifts her skirt showing Kshitiz everything she has as he takes pictures.“If you want to have some real fun you’ll play with yourself while he takes pictures.” Sonia says.“Well never let it be said that I don’t want to have fun.” Sanjana says.She begins fingering her pussy as Kshitiz continues to take pictures.“Now flip over, open your blouse and show us all your big beautiful breasts.” Sonia says.Sanjana opens her blouse and Kshitiz takes pictures of her breasts..