
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
(Part One)
Walking into the bar with my arm around you is intense. I can feel your entire body trembling knowing you are about to introduce me to your friends. People know you in here. They know your wife and I am definitely not her. The smile on my face is calm, reassuring when you look down at me. We fit well together, even outside of the bedroom when I’m not dominating you. When you smile back, I know you feel it too. I pull your shirt back into place, concealing your diaper and pat your tush.
Your name is yelled across the bar by your guy friends. Instantly, I can see the confusion on their faces. “Who is she?”, “What is he doing with her?” thoughts are written plain as day across their faces. You greet them back with a sexy head nod. The grown-up side of you is turning me on but I can’t help but think about forcing you to fill that diaper while we’re here.
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