"This is our son Charles. She's the new driver, my boy."The young man smiled and nodded. "She's going to take over for Mike?" he asked. "Sandy won't l...ke that." Hush," said the woman. "Take her out and show her around the garage. You know where the keys are kept."He gestured and Vixen followed him down a long hall and out into the huge, clean and orderly garage where four cars stood: an older model black Cadillac Fleetwood, a new Chrysler 300, a bright yellow Nissan 350Z and a MG TD in British. Gone was the strict disciplinarian, now all I could see in her eyes was warmth and care. Or perhaps more, a small voice said, but I didn’t linger at the thought. “We’ll leave you alone now, you should take a shower. You stink. You don’t need to hurry, though. Just come to the kitchen when you’re finished.” She pressed her lips to mine for a long moment, and I thought I even felt the tip of her tongue, but I couldn’t be sure. Then I was alone. After the millions of emotions, the silence felt. We kept kissing, and Ross’s hands found their way inside my bathrobe. He touched my bare breasts, and soon he took off my bathrobe. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and seeing me with no panties, Ross went on his knees. “I missed your pussy, Ashley,” Ross said, and I felt his lips on my pussy. Ross started licking my pussy, which had become so wet. My hands were on Ross’s head trying to pull him more onto my pussy. He was moving his tongue all over my pussy, and teasing me by rubbing my. " Oh, she is just a riot.I see a concerned look on Timmy's face. "What up big guy?" I say to him. Helooks at me and stares between my legs."I don't mean to nosy but do you wear a diaper? It doesn't look like you arewearing a diaper, or are you not wearing one because you're in your swimsuitand on the beach?"I put my hands back on my hips like a little baby not getting her way. "YesTimmy I'm not wearing a diaper because we're on the beach okay." Shaking myhead since I can't believe he asked me.