“God, you look sexy”. It was the voice of a big hairy biker who was pressing his crotch against my bum. Each of his hands were holding my tits, sq...eezing them. My nipples had pushed through the gap in his fingers and he was applying pressure on them too. I was both scared and excited at the same time. It was bright daylight. I was stood in the middle of the park, surrounded by people and a total stranger was playing with my naked breasts. I looked around. No-one else was shocked. I realised. " Is there anything that I can do to help you?" she asked eagerly, and his smile made her heart soar – only to plummet, when his frown wiped it away again."It's a personal thing ... I don't want our working relationship to blur into our private lives..." he was thinking how stupid that sounded even as he said it, but to the insecure woman lying on the bed – trying to read his expression, and meanings into every word spoken – it was as though he was sending her another message entirely.He was. Most of that was probably due to Jenny, who devoured his time and occasionally himself with a voracious and seemingly endless appetite. Attention from Fiona never seemed to waver either, and the two-sided siege was exceptionally soothing, providing a sense that there was always someone waiting for him no matter which way he turned. Another person might have found that cloying. Not Jahn. He loved the scent of the light perfume Fiona wore while they lay together on the couch, the intimacy of. And once oneof my feet were released so that my anus could be reached and shaved.When all five groups of Worthys had finished this step, the voice cameback: "Remove right side restraints, position specimen of its' left sideand commence with the internal cleansing process."I was rolled onto my left side and one sister held me so that I did notgo all the way over. My mother and other sister worked together to bringand install the nozzle and the tubing into my anus for a purgative enemawhich I.