Work,Work,Work
by Diaper Sex Lover- Published:April 17th, 2010
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The model is waving to me. I am dreaming of work.
Oh no!
Wake up! Wake up!.

The model is waving to me. I am dreaming of work.
Oh no!
Wake up! Wake up!.
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Awoken to the sound of slurping. Peeking up I spy the girl sucking hard on a huge cock, I feel nothing. I just don’t care. I try to sleep again but just as the sounds have finally faded away, the model rains warm sperm down onto me.
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A warm hand is stroking annd caressing me, softly
rubbing my tired body, Somebody cares, Somebody loves me., Then I hear a moaning sound and gradually realize that the male model is rubbing the girls cunt through the diaper. All love is an illustion.

I just saw a video of J-Lo shaking her ass,,.. and so I thought….hmmmm…
Lay down my wretched, aching and broken body. My mother weeps over me. I see her concerned and sad face, grey through her silent tears. A warm breeze. They wrap me in fresh diapers. And then silence and darkness inside this damp cave. The next day, to everyone’s suprise, I awake and walk about. Soon my father will call me to his side.
I feel dizzy as the model wiggles her ass this way and that. I spy a jar of vasaline. My side is opened and a throbbing red cock nudges againgsth the models’ puckered ass hole. With a gentle push, it eases in. The girl gasps and the guy grunts. She then slowly starts to ride the cock. I see everything as the light streams in through the sides of my opened diaper body. I look away and down in shame. Suddenly there’s some animated talking. Seconds later another cok appears, glissening, and in a single smooth and practiced stroke, inserts itself into the ass beside the other cock. Double anal! Both start fucking her violently. She screams. I can see blood. This is my “Jesus on the cross” moment.
I dreamt that God bought me a shiny new bicycle. He was proudly showing it to me. For some reason my eyes just couldn’t focus and the bike appeared unsharp. Like a camera whose auto-focus is fucked. It was red with 15 gears and a real leather seat. But then I realized that I was trying to see through my tears. For my Lord is both Good and Generous.
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Fading in and out of consciousness, I gradually realize that I am lying on a cold floor. Moving my head, I can just make out a bucket and mop propped up nearby. When they catch me looking at them, they refuse to meet my eye and look down sadly. I can see that the sides of my body are torn. Something must of happened, but I have no idea what. Flashes of light spill through from the next room. There is the slightest smell. The smell of piss. And something else, but I can’t quite place it. And then I see a pubic hair. What happened here?
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Girl/girl today. The pretty hand reached down into me, so warm and smelling so fresh. I quite forgot myself. With the dim light that came through the tight opening, I could make out a couple of fingers thrusting in and out of a creamy cunt. Suddenly I’m ripped off and opened up. A really sweet face comes closer and closer. And then, without warning, she spits into the models cunt and proceeds to tongue it. Her wet chin rest on me. I can smell her perfume. How I miss the touch of another. But the spit and cunt juice sting my eyes. Will you snuggle with me?
I dreamt that my mother was singing me to sleep, as her gentle touch caressed me. I awoke in the dark. Somewhere I could here the drone of voices from a distant TV. After some time, it got switched off and someone closed a door. I am alone.