’ ‘I’ll make a deal with you. Have your car towed to my shop and you can use my Jeep as a loaner. I have a couch in my office to sleep on. I wil... have it ready sometime in the afternoon.’ ‘I usually shop around for the best price getting several estimates first, Mr. Butler. Besides, this is my first new car and it’s still under warranty. Shouldn’t I take it back to the dealer while the warranty is in place?’ ‘Fair enough but not necessarily, have it towed wherever you like. I’ll take you home. I hear she has a device to keep you in line though! Does it work?" “You tell me!" Smiled Bethany. The doctor gave her a quizzical look and continued: “Penelope doesn’t know you like I do. Your shaman grandmother is the explanation of your strange quirks, I’m guessing." Instead of answering, Bethany tugged the front of her friend’s tunic open and started playfully examining her doctor’s beautiful breasts in her own unprofessional way. Very soon,, medicine was abandoned and the doctor was as. After embarrassingly farting out the last enema she had administered to me, I was informed it was time for me to receive a Molasses-and-Milk enema. This especially punitive enema was injected through a very large tubed dildo. To my chargrin I was restrained from expulsion by a butt plug attached to a harness. I was whining as she commanded me to retain this, sharing with me I would not know for how long, perhaps, she smiled for up to a half-hour and by this time I would be in tears! During. Mostly she’s licking it and rubbing the spit down his shaft with her hands because that thing is not going down anybody’s throat.In fact, I say as much to Mr. Bear.“No way that cock is going down her throat.”“Sure it can.”“Bet me.”“You’re on.”“Good, I win, I get ice cream. You win, I’ll give you a blowjob.”“Deal,” says Mr. Bear.Then, through the window, Ms. Smock tilts her head back, her pale hair hanging behind her across her feet. Mr. Greenwood takes his index fingers and sticks them in her.