Just be a bit careful, some of them are rather unpleasant types.”I thanked him, shook his hand, and headed off home. Just outside the pub, Nick caug...t up with me.“You spoke pretty well in there, mate,” he said. “I was going to vote to support stopping more refugees, until you compared it to my situation after the War. You made me feel guilty and selfish about stopping others from getting the help and assistance I got. Thank you for that.”“I just said what I thought; I wasn’t trying to embarrass. Then legs then all over to relax me. She would rub and massage me then spank my ass making me jump. It was nice pleasure and pain. After I was relaxed she ordered me to turn over but I could not as I was tied up so I got spanked more. Vicky then released me so I could turn over then retied me to the bedShe massaged and spanked me. Tapping my rising cock head with a paddle and tickler. Very lightly. Because I was tied blindfolded and relaxed I thought it was her tongue. When she spoke I thought. We had been coming from a party that night at about 3 am in the morning. It was deserted and we had been taking a few drinks, I was a little high but my wife was drunk and was almost passed out.We reached home and I opened the passenger door and tried to get my wife inside the house but it wasn’t possible. At that time there were construction workers who had been working next door. I went up to a guy, woke him up and asked if he could help me get my wife into the house. He said he would do it. Chuck was exhausted, spent fully, as if turned inside out. The longnight, the equally long morning and this climax taking the last of him.He was only slightly aware of Ms. Grayson lifting his legs to slip thediaper beneath him. It was such a pleasant feeling or perhaps it was theact... He wasn't sure as he spread his legs for her."My little Betsie Wetsie," Ms. Grayson chided as she worked the diaperbetween his legs and over before pinning it closed. Chuck only thenrealized what had just.