. What is wrong in it?” And I let out a slight grin when she looked at me. This kind of behaviour was not unusual to her. Every guys used to flirt w...th her in many ways and she handles it smilingly. She replied annoyed and blushing “I’m not your wife to keep your hand there” and she pushed both my hands away while riding. I said “how much ever you push.. I’ll keep it there again” and kept my hands at the same spot. She smiled and replied “even now you behave as a small kid.. My young brother”.. We had prepared everything, the pile of fresh diapers, brand new and filled baby bottles, and of course the wipes and powder. She arrived and my wife didnt get much past the introductions, when she rushed her friend out of the room. After about fifteen minutes passed, the door finally opened. There stood the cutest diapered girls I had ever seen. They came and sat next to me on the couch where we began to watch many childhood videos, such as Rugrats, Ducktales, and the princess collections for. Kristen felt hopelessly lost as her orgasms only made her crave more from them, she felt like she was losing herself as she begged them to fuck her, anywhere... Finding a tree stump that was just the right distance from a tree, the little men had her put her hands on the tree and brace herself while they climbed up on the stump and took turns fucking her pussy or her ass. Then one of them started spanking her as he fucked her and it started a trend. Kristen moaned and writhed, until finally her. You never can tell what the future will bring or what the past would have brought. But Mary, I never have forgotten ya. I will always raise a glass to ya, as well.’ I did just that. Mary smiled and raised hers back, taking a swallow and reaching out to touch my hand. Hers was cold, just like it always was when a ghost touched me, but Mary’s still had a kind of warmth inside that cold. With that, she got up and wandered off to mingle. I drained the last of the whiskey in my glass and started to.