Lots of thick black hair smelling already of sex and sweat; I made it wet with my tongue. Traversing his crack, spreading his legs, exposing his riche..., kissing then French kissing his hole, sometimes sucking at him. He responding lustfully, welcoming my lips and my tongue.We were pulling each other on; his moans made me want him more with my tongue; his ass began to pulse. It was good to roll him over onto his back, as I could see his cock and balls: average cock, nicely formed, but huge balls. In the salon his hair was diedbrown with grey highlights and styled into a tight bun at the back ofhis head. His ears were pierced and gold studs inserted. A manicuristattached ceramic three inch nail extensions on his fingers and paintedthem a vivid flaming red. Finally the salon visit was over only to betaken to another place where he was introduced to makeup. Thecosmetologist working under specific orders from Dana slathered on thefoundation, powder and other cosmetics only worn by much. I could deny ten years from my age easily. The problem was the collection of the mate candidates. There were few good mate candidates in the market. Most good husband candidates were attached with girlfriends, mates or wives. To find a good mate was a difficult thing. To find another divorced serial cheater bastard, a violence abuser, an alcoholic abuser, a drug abuser, a gambling abuser was, however, so painfully easy. I was in a trap situation, without any simple solutions.I arrived at. ”He took her into the bathroom Then he prepped a large volume enema, removed the chastity belt and dildo and while she was peeing he affixed an inflatable nozzle. Finally, to the enema bag of soupy solution he added a significant amount of vodka. “Alcohol is absorbed directly through the colon very rapidly,” he explained. “Soon you will be drunk as a skunk.”He shoved the nozzle up her butt, inflated it so it could not pop out and released the quart or so of fluid. With it now sloshing inside.