"You still owe me my orgasm," she made clear, positioning herself, so her knockers were right in my face. "Suck on my nipples as if there is poison in... there and I'll die if you don't, lover." Her hands rose to the back of my head and mine dropped to her butt. My eyes were set on her left nipple and I went right to it with my mouth open. I took the entire thing in her mouth as my eyes came back up to hers. "I love you," she mouthed, repeatedly. My mouth applied as much pressure as possible to. One Thursday afternoon both Stacy and I had to work later than normal to get some important research completed and documented so one of the doctors could make a scientific presentation at an upcoming national medical meeting. She was still wearing her scrubs from finishing the last round of experiments, and I agreed to hang around after normal work hours and help her pull together the necessary statistics and get the PowerPoint slides made for the doc's early flight out to his meeting the next. "How can they not know I'm wearing a diaper," Brandon whispered as hecaught his image in the antique shops window as they passed. His motherreassured him that the boys following had their own worries. ExceptBrandon wasn't nearly as worried as his mother imagined as concentratedon the feel of what he wore under his overalls.Carla's Beauty Boutique was ready for them as they entered single file.Again Brandon went first. They could accommodate two at a time for thefacial but they had organized. As this continues I feel her presence become greater above me before resting delicately over my mouth, her groin rocking back and forth as she continues to trace her nails up my body. The smooth latex becoming wet and slick from my lips and breath, her smell of sweet flowers, orange, latex and pleasure, she is enjoying this too it seems. As her nails trace fire across my body, I feel the heat of each scratch sink into me and travel to my core before flowing like a slow warm stream of energy.