It’s for your own safety. Mike struggled and struggled, he did not want to be wrapped and would certainly not wear a diaper. He shouted: ‘Let me...go, I want to go home. That was Betty and Juliane, but regardless, you pulled Mike from the sweater and his undershirt. Juliane said: ‘Mike, you see, we have indeed done soon. Believe me, it’s not so bad wear diapers.’ Juliane took off their clothes and as she stood in front of Mike, but in your full pissed nappies. You see it’s not bad wear. I almost considered pulling over somewhere, but this was a wealthy neighborhood and I didn't want to get caught fucking her in my car in someone's security camera. Then we were on the interstate for a bit, and back to our small two room apartment, only making it past the front door before she was on her knees 'thanking' me for behaving so well with her family. I would have done that without a congratulatory blowjob, but I also wasn't going to refuse one either. In fact, that whole next week. She was 5’3″, white skin, 34c, and bit fat. Got a huge ass, though.My manager told her I have been taking care of the duties for past few days and I will explain her the work.She had a smile on her face continuously, and when asked she said she has 8 years of experience as a receptionist. She was very fair with as I said a lot of makeup which was shining on her face, I couldn’t look at her face directly. I introduced myself and told her about my work and briefed her about her main. Helen. The steady, normal housewife! Steve had truly believed, deep inside, that she would never agree to what he suggested. He expected a slap on the wrist and Helen to tell him not to be so naughty. Helen can still not quite believe what she has just done, it is all spinning round in her head like some kind of fevered dream (Note to readers – What she did is in part3!).As we walk down the street back to our (Helen and mines) hotel, Dave reaches over and puts his hand on her leg. He then moves.