At last, Mandy’s grip on Kim relaxed and the downpour ceased. She released her hold on the top of Kim’s diaper and cautiously stretched her legs in search of the floor, carefully avoiding contact with Kim’s sopping lap. As she stepped away from the high chair, Mandy exclaimed, “I told you I really had to go bad. Wow! What a mess!” Kim heard the whisper of Mandy’s clothing as she pulled up her panties and shorts, then felt searing pain, as if both eyebrows were plucked bare simultaneously, when she unceremoniously ripped the tape blindfold from his eyes.

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