I’ll be back after a shower,” saying that she left to bathroom with towel and petticoat. I didn’t understand what to do in the living room. I go... a hard on again thinking all the yesterdays stuff. She came from the bathroom with her wet hair rolled in the towel and petticoat from her breasts to knees by looking at her my dick was growing harder and trying to break out of my knickers. I was looking at her with a pleading face that I need something. She smiled at me and closed her bedroom door. I thought I could evenher the pee as it gushed out of her.I almost came on the spot. She shook her hips and proceeded up thestairs.I had never been so fuckin horny in my life. The only thing thatwould have been better would for her to have pissed, that close tome without the diaper. My eyes were locked onto her piss sloshingbutt as she led me to the bathroom.Stepping into the shower stall Lynn turned to me with a big grin.I see you aren’t turned off by my bed wetting or my diapers.. He released her arms, but she left them trapped under her.His very strength, the muscles which had been there all her life to protect her from all harm, were the power which now was going to ravish her. She submitted to their potency, opening her pussy to him as his just reward. "Do it, Daddy!" she said.His breath played over the soft thighs as he gently removed the thong down over her legs. She wanted the tongue and lips, the secure knowing strength which had conquered her; the very breath. He was making slurping sounds, going at her pussy like it was the most succulent fruit. He kissed and sucked her pussy lips, ran his tongue up and down her slit, while his fingers continued to fuck and ram into her. He pinched her clit, getting it to stand erect, then sucked it into his mouth some more. Her moans became louder and louder.“I'm cumming, I'm cumming!” she yelled out. She was cumming so hard, bucking so wildly that he had to push down on her hips to keep the suction on her clit. He.