I found a water bottle worked fine for enemas (could never have anything proper in case the wife found it) even though it scratched up my hole a bit. ... didn’t even care really. As drunk as I was I felt nothing but pleasure as I shoved the corkscrew nose of the bottle into myself and started to purge. In between cleanings I gave everything a good shave, dick, balls, ass, thighs. I loved running my hands over my freshly shaved skin. Being smooth like that made me feel emasculated. I gave my thick. "What am I supposed to do until then?"Vikki moved behind my mother and began to massage her breasts. She looked up at me and said, "Oh I'm sure you'll think of something. Why don't you take her to see 'Diary of a Private Dick'." Then she smiled. It was one of her lecherous, lascivious smiles. "I've got an idea. Why don't you take her bowling, she might like the way they do things at the bowl now."I couldn't help but smile, that was actually a very good idea. Maria would certainly be in her. Then never again. Please say you will think about it. I don't think it would be too much a burden for you would it." She arched her back slightly when she said this making her already big tits look even bigger, drawing my eyes to her firms tits and jutting nipples."How will you know when?" I said."I check my cycle and I am just coming into my peak fertility right now. For the next three days I am ready. Please tell me you will think about it." OK, I said I will think about it."She squealed with. In and out. In and out. Again and again, never giving you more than a couple of inches. You are moaning now, your pelvis and hips are jerking and straining forward, trying to get more of my shaft inside. I bend my head down and kiss you passionately, letting you taste your own love juices on my lips. You moan deep in your throat. Then, with one long, slow, deliberate, thrust, I penetrate you completely, pushing myself into your wet, tight, depths. I pull back, and do it again, and again,.