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Thank you mummy. I want my pretty diaper Mummy Gayle."She soon had me taped securely in a fresh thick Molicare diaper. She wentto one of my drawers and came back with a clear yellow plastic panty thathad SISSY BABY and pictures of baby rattles and teddy bears all over itand pulled them up my legs and over the thick diaper.She pulled out a Hitachi massaging wand from her drawer and held it,turned on high, and held it to the crotch of the diaper. I didn't justfeel it. I was amazed at how strong. "Do you want to come back to mine?" she asked. "My mum's at work until six, so we have the house to ourselves".She didn't have to ask me twice, we were barely in the door before her hands were tugging at my clothes. Before I knew it, we were in her bedroom. We finished getting undressed and she lay back on her bed - it was only a single bed, but that didn't matter. Now without clothes I could see her naked body, her cute B cup boobs that I'd been touching only two hours ago were pushing out. In and out of her asshole he went over and over again. In no time at all she relaxed and was actually ramming her ass backwards to meet Quagmire thrusts. She was moaning loudly as her ass got fucked and she was starting to lose control again. Quagmire slid his hand around to the front of her body his fingers finding her clitoris as he fucked her tight ass. As soon as his fingers rubbed her clit her orgasm exploded.“OHHHHHHH GOD! OHHHHHHHH GOD! OHHHHHHHH! OHHHHH FUCK!” She cried cumming hard.. She immediately grabbed one of her breasts, massaging it. "No," Rangani whispered, her eyelids fluttering. "I'm not…..I can't….." Yes you are," Chandani whispered, moving her head down to Rangani’s breasts. She opened her mouth slightly and placed it over Rangani’s already hard nipple and began sucking on it. She moved her head up and down, sucking hard, Rangani’s breast jiggling with her nipple. Chandani continued to suck hard on it, flicking her tongue over the tip a few times. This was.
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