He was my best friend’s dad. I saw his eyes move up to my t shirt. I thought it would be best for me to go to my room. I told him goodnight and he s...id sweet dreams.It was only 11 pm. I usually got to bed late. I was browsing and later decided to try sleeping. It must have been 45 mins after I came to room, I heard the room’s lock being opened.I usually lock the door. It is the knob which had a keyhole in the front, but just needs a turn to the right to lock from inside. I was hoping it would. Then she felt it, a furry limb being stroked over her soft round ass and the growl of the animal diminished. My god, Kyra thought what are these freaky things doing to me. In one jerky motion the fur parted and Kyra felt a wet slit slowly drag itself over the round curve of her bum. Damn if that didn’t feel like a pussy she thought wildly, though I’ve never had a pussy of any sort grinding on her ass. With another adjustment the animal began grinding her pussy harder into Kyra’s firm teen ass. I felt something soft being put under me. She removed the filled condom, chuckling as she did, and threw it away. Then baby oil and baby powder were rubbed over my ass, crack and crotch. My legs were lowered onto the soft thick fabric and the front pulled up and taped. It was only then that I realized it was a diaper. I started to wiggle and squirm at this realization. Mommy swatted at my crotch and told me to behave or I would get another spanking. I stopped wiggling. She dressed me in. Barb got us a hotel room. The Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Plaza. "What's the point of being an executive with the chain if I can't throw my weight around on occasion? They're sending a car for you." What about you?" I slipped my hand behind her neck and leaned in for the kiss.She stopped me. The sarongs were all packed and a conservative attitude had joined her conservative khakhi pants. "I'm waiting for my son; he's picking me up here."I let go. "Well, ok. I guess we'll just.