Diapered and Pantied
Diapered and Pantied By Cissie Guy The taxi ride back home was long and mostly silent. Phil and Cindy sat in the back seat while his mom sat up front with the cab driver. Phil kept his eyes focused on his bare knees, not wanting to look up. Cindy watched Phil intently as she sat next to him. Her grin never fading as she runs a hand up Phil's legs. "Smooth" was all she said, as her grin got even bigger. Occasionally, his mom would turn around and stare at her 15 year old son, now...