Betty started to ride my cock slowly, and shallow, frightened to be hurt at once. Her pussy was so wet, hot and tight that I was enjoying feeling her ...very muscle. I was grabbing her ass, while she was riding me slowly. I told her to crouch and ride from the back side. She was getting deeper, I was rubbing her clit and left boobs while she was shaking on my cock. I felt well known pressure in my balls so I started hammering her also, Betty was groaning out of the control, and Joann has moved on. By the time I finished the bottle, I had to pee, but I couldn't makemyself go in my diaper. My inhibitions were stronger than my need - orwere for a few more minutes, until I finally couldn't hold it anylonger. I tried to release only a little urine, but once I started, Icouldn't stop, and I flooded my diapers. I hoped my plastic pantieswouldn't leak."Oh, Lisa!" said Miss Emma. "Are you peeing in your diaper like a goodgirl?"I nodded, thankful there was no one else to witness my. His mother suddenly realised she had not eaten, and hurried her husband over to the tables to get a plateful. John grinned as he watched, then went back to his wives.As he turned, he bumped into Kathleen. Concerned that he might have overbalanced her, he grabbed her arms quickly. “Sorry, Kathleen. How are you coping, with all this too-ing and fro-ing. Thanks for your help with the wedding. Can I get you something to eat or drink?”She pulled herself closer, and her breasts rubbed against John,. Twice." Stopped? Stopped what?" I was totally lost—not the foggiest idea what she was talking about."When you were rubbing my back, you stopped before you got to my butt and then again when you were doing my legs you didn't go, y'know, all the way up. And later when we were in bed," a slight pink tinge flashed across her face, "you didn't try anything. Why I even had to FORCE you to grab my boob!" I didn't think you'd want me to touch you like that. It wasn't that I didn't WANT to."She looked.