“The answer is still no”, I said.“Please…” she begged, dropping to her knees sobbing. Tears rained down onto my boots as she cried.She looke... up at my eyes, and without a word reached up and tugged the zipper down on my blue jeans.Pulling my boxers open, she engulfed my prick with her warm mouth and started sucking my cock.When my shaft was fully erect, she smiled up at me. It was that same wicked grin I’d seen her use when she knew she was about to get her way.She had a talented tongue, but it. .After a few minutes two lorry drivers come and asked mom”what is the problem madam”.{Mom was standing in a position that her left hand was in the window of the car..so that her left boob , stomach and navel are visible.}.Mom said them about the condition.They told that they can help.Mom too happily accepted the offer.They came to the other side of the car to see the blasted tyre. They didn’t see me inside the car and so spoke about mom.D1: did you look at her she looks like a hot bitch who. A box of the largest diapers she could find, a package ofsnap-side plastic pants (pink, white and yellow) and the necessary padsfor daytime use.She had already had to pee once and actually made it, but realized shehad to pay attention to the feeling all over again. She also had toborrow one of her mom?s pads as yes she leaked when finished peeing. Okand to make matters worse, mom had found a frilly pink baby-doll nightiefor her to wear to bed. Now that was almost gross but mom thought it. “Whatdo you think?” Celeste was wearing a small, velvety pink top with a smallNascar emblem on the front. It was not quite a T-shirt, and not quite a blouse.It had quite a plunging neckline. Des Moines, Iowa. But Ted couldn't controlthe returning swelling to his glans, and again he was in pain. Lincoln, Nebraska.Ted, of course was naked, except for the horrid belt. Celeste began tucking in her shirt, which unfortunately emphasized the necklineby pushing the tops of her breasts out a bit..