Raven haired and silver tongued, she was a veritable mistress capable of commanding the weak willed with few words and her presence alone.Laika Siberi...:Laika, a white wolf who’s hobbies involved cooking and eating, was a trustworthy friend who would never abandon her fellow hunters. Even though this wholehearted lywan was occasionally difficult to understand and her intentions sometimes unclear to strangers, she would gladly try again. Always able to rely on their friend, Laika was there. I stretched and a finger found her clit. Just a touch and she moaned loudly. "I want you to fuck me," she said at full volume and handed me a condom."Shhh," I shushed her, "okay". I lifted her up, pulled the condom onto my pulsating dick, and guided it into her tight wet hole. And it just slid right in there. Like that's where it was always meant to be. And she gasped and sat up straight and the blanket fell back from her shoulders. Her tits were glorious. This being the first time I'd seen. I woke up to the smell of coffee and the sizzle of bacon being cooked. I was glad I had packed that tiny fridge full of food for this weekend. I was even happier that Sue Ann had found them and knew how to cook. I knew enough not to assume women knew how to cook. This was the more enlightened late 80s and not the backward 50s of my grandmother’s time. Sue was still naked and was wearing an apron I had hanging on a nearby wall. I didn’t see any reason to get dressed either.We ate breakfast with. When she looked around the room she felt even more babyish (if that was possible) when she the package of the nappies she was wearing, Pampers! Actual baby Pampers! They even had a baby on the packaging. They were specially ordered size 7 pampers and since Baby Becky was quite small she fit into them quite well. They were white with little babyish cartoons on them and pink details of ribbon and bows around the edges. Baby Becky was laid down on the soft rubber of the changing table. Mummy.