Bigger then I had ever seen it. Roxanne said that she was going to flush me out so that I would be nice and clean. With that in mind, she filled up ...he douching bag with some warm water, inserted the slender attachment into the end of it and put a little of the K-Y jelly on the tip. She said that it might be uncomfortable at first, but that I would get used to it and more then likely really enjoy.She also told me to hold on for as long as possible before I had to go to the bathroom. Now up. This was her seventh trip of the season, and would be her last of the year, or so they thought.The season was definitely winding down when Team 3 started its last trip of the year, with Scooter in charge and Al back with them. By now, it was late in October and it would be November before they got off the water. For the first part of the trip, it was significantly cooler yet, and some days downright cold; most days it was windy, which didn't make things any more comfortable. There were a few. ”The resolve in his voice actually made her feel a little more secure—a little, but not enough. “It’s like being on a ship when you know it’s going to crash onto a planet,” she responded, shaking her head slightly in denial of his words. “Everybody around you is yelling and screaming and all you really want to do is grab the person next to you and fuck the shit out of them. Because you know you’re going be dead soon, anyway,” she told him. She spoke without an ounce of hesitation. The gathering. “Right you ugly back bitch, get your fucking gear off,” commanded Gerry, dropping his jeans and frightening Caster with the enormous thickness and length of his cock that hung loose, untidily out of the gap in his pants. She didn’t understand his broad Irish brogue, but was staring at the threateningly rising donger between his legs as he removed his pants.“Yeah bitch, you’re going to get this beauty ... fucking get your ... oh fuck.” The poor woman was handcuffed, with her arms trussed behind.