Once in the basement bathroom, I filled the enema bag with warm soapywater, hung it from the shower curtain rod, inserted the nozzle in myslimy asshol... and released the clip. Kneeling on the floor with theliquid flooding my insides was gross, but, I realized that it would cleanme out and make licking him clean after the next rape much easier. WhenI could no longer hold the liquid inside of me, I sat on the toilet andexpelled it. A nice warm shower helped me to feel clean again. I. She didn't say any kindof farewell, as it would have seemed trite and silly. She had asked toride the horse, and here she was. It did not take long for Janet's shoulders to begin to hurt, but she wasnot ready when her sex began to throb also. By design, Erica had whippedher thighs to excite them. Now they ached, as her pussy had to take herentire weight! Her sex throbbed with a regular painful rhythm, makingJanet moan on the horse. Janet rested upon the horse, sometimes raising her head to. ’ Nick was gasping for air, his heart threatening to pound through his chest and onto the concrete. He looked over at Matt, and the look on his face suggested that he felt the same. ‘I do, however,’ Maynard went on, waving his gun about, ‘believe I owe an explanation to you both. Mister Harvey, you are here because I abducted you last night and left you in that house. I wanted someone to play around with once my assignment was complete, and you played the part very well.’ Disgust immediately. I heard my uncle call me the first time and tried my best to ignore him. He was in the basement and I wasn't allowed to go down there. He called me again, this time bellowing my name and I knew I would have to hear his mouth. When I finally made my sandwhich and drifted, a little tipsy down the basement steps, all hell broke loose. I felt myself snatched up and slammed onto a long couch. My uncle loomed over me, his face angry and I could smell the liquor coming off of his breath...looks like.