....." 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 h...r 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 old. Of course, no one wanted to arrive first so we waited until close to nine before the first arrived, fashionably late. I'll bet the carriages were lined up on the side streets waiting for someone else to arrive first. The first were close friends of Sadie, and close behind some more friends. Soon the trickle of people arriving turned into a flood of the good, the bad, and the ugly. Within a short period of time the reception hall was crowded with people, most of whom we hadn't had a chance to. He told me it was for the best that they sent me back home now that Charles had set his sights on fucking me and making me his little slut.I begged him to speak with my aunt and ask her to allow me to stay, he just stood and moved away from me making sure he got a good look at my naked body for as long as he could before he walked out of sight.The next morning I heard my aunt on the phone to my mother explaining how I was out of control and needed to go back home before I was taken and used by. Her thumb uncurled, and started to massage her clit in time to her thrusting fingers. Oh, God, yes! It feels so good! Her juices started to drool down her fingers into her palm, and the warm slickness all over her hand inspired her to move her fingers faster in time to her pounding heart. Trina realized her eyes were closed, and reveled in the sensation of fucking herself.Her orgasm, the first of what she wanted to be many, surprised her with its intensity and speed, forcing a low, throaty.