As Dave stood in the corner of the kitchen he was wearing light brown trousers and a work shirt, he stood 5’7” a little chubby and probably about ...id 50s in age. Donna was wearing her short nightie, no bra and blue knickers and seeing I was away at work I knew she’d be gagging for it. As they both stood looking at the drier the air was electrifying.Slowly Donna moved towards Dave and said “I wasn’t thinking about money” as she rubbed the front of his trousers, gently caressing him with her. “I remember from my hubby that he loved to receive a good soapy enema from me. Please lie on your back holding up your legs! Mummy is going to take good care of you.” I cleared my throat and did as she demanded. “Didn’t your wife take care of your backside?” she asked while putting on some gloves and getting the KY ready. “Even big boys need to have their heinis cleaned out regularly by their mommies, don’t you agree?” I groaned as answer as she had trusted her two fingers into my ass. Moments later I was introduced to Teri, a tattoo artist friend of Cindy's. Cindy then held a drawing of a tattoo I had designed myself but had never had the nerve to get done. Cindy told me that the sketch was found in my stuff along with most of the other ideas she'd used on me. They were all fantasies I'd written down over the years and, suddenly, I understood everything about Cindy. The tattoo outline was easy. When it came to coloring it all in on my lower belly I was in agony. Now I knew. It gets a little wild after that." What's your point, stud muffin?" I asked as I began stroking his cock."I don't know... they end up posing nude and fucking. And for my birthday, I guess I'd love some nude photos of you like that." Oh Paul, that's hot." Only if you want. It would be sexy to see you that way." Your birthday is about three months away," I noted. "So you better get busy," he moaned with a smile as his cock got very hard. "Practice makes perfect." Mmmm, consider it done," I.