You undress me completely, cleaning me from my wet diaper from my nap. Actually, I had wet it shortly after my spanking, but I don’t mind a little ...ampness as it usually is anyways from my juices.Laying there in my birthday suit in front of you, my legs spread so you can see all my glory, you just stroke my slit for a few minutes as you enjoy the view.You come back to your senses and wipe me once more with a wet wipe. “Honey, do you think you can go diaper-less to the pool? I have some swim. I was surprised at how forthcoming I was with her."So, tell me about your kids," Bridget said. "And your husband. What does he do?" Well, my daughter Megan is a Junior at Brooks High. My son Jason graduated from there last year and he's just finishing his first year at UM. He actually comes home for spring break this weekend." How old are they?" Megan is almost 17 and Jason is 20." He's almost my age." That's right." Do you miss him when he's away at school?"That was a question that could have. And then with one last look at his wife writhing and moaning on thier bed, my best friend's husband walked out, and I waited until I heard the front door close and his truck pulled out of the drive. Then I burst out of the closet, and laid down on the bed as she climaxed again. She then begged for release, and so I unlocked her from the bed. I was expecting her to hide from me, but instead she rolled over and began to pound herself with the toy he had pushed into her soaking treasure, legs open. " I know better than to argue. "Yes, sir." When you release your grip on my shoulders, I hurry to the bedroom. I do just as you tell me. I kneel on the floor for what feels like hours, but it's really only a few minutes. My pussy is dripping down my thighs. I'm becoming increasingly aware of how wet I am, even just waiting here for you. You walk in just as my juices roll down my leg and to the floor. "My, you are a little slut, aren't you? I think you're far more excited than you should be for.