I don't care if someone wears the same pants two days in a row, but I'll be damned if I want her wearing the same panties two days in a row. Panties a...e done. I went to look for car parts or something and left her to the sundries. We met at the check out where she paid for her items with a check and her own bank ID. I noted her tampons weren't tampons, but petite mini-pads. I wondered if I was preoccupied with my nieces intimate functions and the clothes buying experience giving me wood, just. After a good sensualembrace that left me a little jealous and wondering why Kathy neverseemed to kiss me that way, they stopped and both looked down at me andgiggled, Kathy then gave me a peck on the cheek and playfully said " havefun honey" and they both retreated to the bed lost in each others embraceonce again.So this is where the story started, history lesson over, and as I sithere strapped to my new toy, all dressed up, thick diaper and plugged,slowly rocking my horsey, I realize that I am. He grabbed and kissed Judith, figuring that this was a swap, so it was best for each man to continue fucking the other's spouse first. There was always time for one's own mate later. Besides, Judith was his older daughter, and he hadn't enjoyed her yet that morning."Dad, thank you! Do you want my pussy or my ass? I don't think that you've had the latter in a while, have you?" Judith offered him, bending over the kitchen sink."Are you lubed-up enough? Joe is planning to do your ass soon, too.. Reaching into her fur lined anorak, Candice fetched the magical artefact that Santa had given her only hours ago. Candice looked intently at the tombstone and grave of her late husband. With much trepidation, she slowly raised the baton to eye level. With her hand shaking and not knowing what to expect, Candice pointed the metallic baton at John’s grave and chanted out the words: “AWAKE FROM YOU SLEEP JOHN AND COME BACK TO ME!” Again, a blue laser-like flash emanated from the tip of the.