She massaged his shoulders, and his back, as he let out his breath, relaxing so much. He consented to just being worked on, letting her rub his body f...r a long time.Her hands traveled lower, massaging the oil into his ass and thighs. He tensed up a bit as her saturated fingertips slid between his buttocks. They lingered there, something they'd never talked about nor done. She probed him, one finger slipping up inside him just the smallest bit. Her other hand rubbed his back, and he relaxed,. Sophie could not focus on anything except the feel of Daniel’s hands on her body, the ache between her legs that had become persistent, stronger. Somehow, her brain regained its senses long enough to find some words to communicate just how badly she craved his touch. ‘Daniel…ohhhh…please…please…’ The urgency in her tone drove him wild, but he couldn’t resist teasing her. ‘Please what?’ he asked, innocently. ‘Touch me…’ ‘Touch you where?’ Unable to respond because of the light circles. As soon as I could, I wrote and spoke to Felicity, and waited. And waited. She'd done all he could for Sarah and I before I was goaled. Being gay too, she abhorred the fact that sexuality had been a major factor in the severity of my sentence. She had became an invaluable ally. She convinced a new and more sympathetic barrister, a woman this time, that I'd been convicted of terrorism on the basis of virtually non-existent circumstantial evidence, press hysteria and sexual prejudice. Some of the. The speculum is then removed and Jessica’s tortured bottom attempts to close itself again. It remains gaped open for some time, and the room is silent except for her gasps and sobs. She loses control of her bladder and there is the sound of a hot jet of piss spurting into the bucket between her knees and streaming down her thighs. As her ass finally starts to return to it’s tighter form the other girls see that the enema did not empty her out completely and slowly a large dark snake slithers.