Did you get the deed to the property also?” I asked.“Yes, we have all of that. Will we need an address for them to contact us?” he asked.“Use ...Grace and Owen’s address until we can get some numbers for the houses once they are finished,” I told him, and shortly I transferred the three of us to a location near the Bulloch County Courthouse where we went up to the Recorder’s office. Things went a bit differently there than I expected.“Can I help you?” the clerk asked as we entered the office.“Yes,. ---"There you go," I said while closing the last tab of Heather's new diaperand then giving her a kiss on the forehead. "All better." See," Dad said from over my shoulder. "I told you that you wouldn't needmy help. You're a natural."I don't know about that. It didn't seem like changing a diaper was thathard, but I still hadn't had any idea what to do before I called him in toguide me through the process. He refused to do any of it himself, but hedid tell me what I needed to do next. The only. I thought it was going to hurt as savage as it was, but hell no: it didn’t.She took me into her mouth and I felt the most glorious sensation over my dick. It was like being born again, her tongue playing with my cock as her nails engraved my buttocks. I didn’t fought it, I just let it happen and abandon myself to the pleasure. My boner went bigger and bigger, until neither of us could hold it anymore and I went again searching for her paradise.But this time, it was neither my tongue nor my. I step back from the counterand turn to the door. Again, my skirt twirls and I watch it in themirror. I spin a couple more times and enjoy the skirt's movement. Myhands find my hem again and brush my thighs. I probe inwards and teasethe skin under my skirt. I rub the front of the panties. I'm really hardagain. Why am I so horny in these clothes?! I hop into the hall andscramble to my room.I go to take off the vest when I spot the laundry basket mom left for methis morning. The rumba panties are.