She wasnt the hottest girl, but she thought she was and dressed the part. Cut off shorts short enough to see her pockets and a bikini top. She had a l...ttle muffin top but when she started rubbing my cock I forgot all about it. She told me about how her mom taught her and her friends how to be with the horse too, she was a good teacher. By this time they had the little bench out and were trying to take his cock into their pussies, each one helping the other with getting it in. Watching them. When I took her home after our eighth she asked:"How long are we going to dance around it? I'm past being ready for it."I knew what she was asking and said, "I'm more than ready too, but I was letting you set the pace. I didn't want to push too hard and risk scaring you away."She was magnificent in the bedroom. Enthusiastic, energetic, responsive and she loved it all. I warmed her up with some pussy licking and clit sucking and she pushed me into a sixty-nine. We made love missionary, she. There were safety overrides he knew and his curiosity had been aroused.That was when he saw the exam table covered in a long thin mattress thatwas also covered in a baby print sheet. He had no idea what that wasmeant for until Susan carried hm to it and laid him down.There was curiosity until another appendage came into view carrying whatwas clearly a diaper. A very thick diaper in a distinct diaper shapenext to another, smaller, shaped into a rectangle. A soaker Chuck haddecided in the. Those were the times when I tried to relax my tightened muscles. Just a millisecond or two. In retrospect, it probably would have been better if the electricity was on all the time. I don't know because that never happened. I was still pretty much in control of my body; I mean I could sit on the horse without moving about too much. The butt plug made me involuntarily squeeze and release the sphincter muscles in my asshole, as the metal against the insides of my pussy lips caused involuntary.