This solution is a bit hypertonic..." What does that mean?" It means the salt concentration is greater than in your bodily fluids. It'll make the enem... mildly purgative." I filled the pitcher from the tap and added salt and baking soda, stirring it until the solution was clear. "I need a large, wide bowl," I said." What for?" To fill the bulb." Oh..." Lize removed a large, stainless steel mixing bowl from a cabinet.I found a tray. "We also need some Vaseline. Refilling the bulb could wash away. Sweat trickled down his weatherworn forehead and pockmarked nose. “You ever seen a cock like this before, darling?” he asked, as his hands roved gently over my feet and legs, while his other hand toyed with his cock and balls. He hefted his balls in his palm then rolled his foreskin back and forth over the helmet head, displaying his raw genitalia for my pleasure.It looked horrific at first. I had never seen anything that looked so mean and nasty. The shaft of his cock was like a spaghetti. Mrs. Johnson wasone of the three chaperoning parents. His eyes looked down at the black skin tight leggingsthat adhered to her shapely muscular legs, then up to awhite blouse that wrapped snugly around her oversizedbosom. It was now impossible to control the growth ofhis cock as it bulged inside his trousers. “I know who you are, Mrs. Johnson.”“I want my son on your team,” she said, “and I’m willingto do anything.”Tyrone Johnson was a mediocre. .....well...whatever he wants with my boobs....god I wish Jim hadn't fallen off that...but he did, and I need this job, and this is a small price to pay for... “Okay you.....oh!” Bianca's train of thought and almost-acceptance of his proposal was interrupted by his hands moving onto her tits....His hands eagerly groped them. Squeezing, caressing, massaging.... Whoah! He did not wait for my okay. That is a little aggressive....but I was going to okay it anyways ….