In my mid fifties I still had a very high sexual desire, a desire that just wasn’t met with a once a week suck/fuck session with my wife of 26 years.... Don’t get me wrong, I was very great full, as most of my friends were jealous of what I was getting and felt lucky to get any pussy a couple of times a year. As time went by, I found myself watching porn and stroking my cock with greater and greater frequency. The type of pornography that fueled my stroke sessions varied from day to day, videos,. It is not that large so it slides in easily. I feel you now lift my diaper back up on me.“We will leave that in you until I change your diaper for bed. That will be three or four hours for you to adjust to it,” you tell me.You turn and sit me on your lap. Sitting, I feel it press more up in me. I just nod in reply and say “Yes, Daddy.”You pick up the tablet and go to the erotic story site I had been on at my laptop. “What did you search for Lizzy, to find the stories you were reading?”I. “Faster, I know you like this, I want to feel it” I say as I apply the swatter to the soft, sensitive places: the inner thighs; the inside of the upper arms and of course her cute little puffy nipples. When I place the first strike on her right nipple the result is deeply satisfying. The squeal goes on for at least a count of four, starting high and then descending into gasps as her body bucks, both involuntarily and, wonderfully, trying to please me. Her thrusts so far have added little to the. Her husband was resigned to being patronized.He thought it part of her like her lovely body and blonde hair. Hesupposed she got from her mother, who got it from her mother, who -well, anyway one of her ancestors come over on the Mayflower (no doubtthe woman had been unpopular in England!).Some donated books came in. Larry was putting them in order when henoticed something odd. One of the books seemed to have something hiddeninside. It was another book tucked in within its covers! The slimvolume.