One night we were so horny kissing and playing with each other that we fucked in the living room while the boys were asleep. It was great but, I felt...so bad knowing that we could have been caught so I suggested we go parking and we did. We fucked with one eye open as I feared some crazy man finding us and me with my pants down, could not do anything about it!We were in a fix, as it was only one weekend a month her boys were with their dad, out of town. We tried cheap motels and had a great. “Soon, you’ll learn her little movements and signals she does when she needs to use the bathroom. We don’t always make it, but I swear she loathes going to the bathroom in her diaper even if her body isn’t developed enough to be able to completely control it,” mom told me as I got out of the shower. “She is the easiest baby I’ve ever taken care of in my life. She is a cuddle bug, too, even when she isn’t in the crib with your siblings. I know it can’t be how it looks, but she seems to be. .. and sections of them seemed to be stained with what I knew had to be CUM!I was stunned, of course, and when on impulse I lifted the nasty panties to my nostrils, and sniffed them, the unmistakable scent of my pussy mingled with cum was easy to identify. Not knowing what to do I put them back where I found them, then moved to Timmy's computer. While he doesn't think I'm very technically competent, I actually am. I spend much of my days like I suspect you do as well, dear reader, searching for. ------------ [c](Part 1: A family Finds Love)[/c]It was the sound of our garbage can being knocked over onto the sidewalk that woke me up on this cool spring night. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table. 2:17am it glowed. I lay in bed staring at the clock thinking of a phrase I had heard somewhere, "Nothing good happens after 2am." Tonight that seemed truer than ever. I didn't have to get out of bed to know what was on the way into my house. It was my piece of shit husband coming home.