"More for me!" She poured herself a giant glass of vodka and O.J. and plopped back down on the couch. Soon she began telling me about all the parties ...he had went to and about how on occasion she'd show her tits for beer. Jo's words started to slur and I could tell she was drunk. Glass after glass she downed the vodka. She wasn't drunk anymore, she was wasted."I'm so hot...oh god man I'm hot why aren't you? Are you? I am...hahaha!" My sister was fumbling with the button and zipper of her shorts. ............" They both sat there for a moment in silence until Peter asked softly, "And what would your pleasure be today, ma'am?!?" "She turned away with her cheeks turning red and replied very softly, "I'd like you to bathe, powder, and diaper me, if that's all right with you!?!" "Of course it is, Mrs. Ingram," he said gently, "why don't we go up stairs and get started!!!"Once in the spacious bathroom, Peter immediately started the drawing the bath and then turned to help his fifty two year. -So where were we?-he asked.But I was too much in a trance to answer. Seeing the pencil I used pressed against his mouth like that, has given me mental images like nothing before. It was as if he was tasting me. I pictured what it would be like, to see him spread my pussy lips with this pencil and then lower his head and taste me. His tongue running up and down my slit, gathering its moist. Shivers were running through my body, my pussy contracting over and over. -Kelly…-he called.His eyes were. She said her kid is in the daycare and will be picked by her maid and was not gonna be home before 6. ” I am not gonna miss this chance”. I whispered to myself and followed her.We went upstairs and sat for a while. Later we started chit chatting about personal stuff and about office and blah blah. Although I could not get my eyes off her awesome round tite ass and her boobs. She then asked me “what are you staring at ? To which I felt embarrassed and took my eyes off her body for a while.She.