Jennifer began counting, mentally, as a diversion to the pain of the enema. Her stomach would alternately cramp and then relax. Each time she tightene... her anal muscles in an attempt to hold the hot liquid inside. When she reached nine thousand the maid returned and looked around. Satisified she then released the hooks holding Jennifer’s hands down. ‘Now hobble over and let that out. I’ll be back to rinse you out.’ Jennifer sat on the toilet letting the hot, buring liquid flow past her tender. Five minutes, and the plane was scheduled to arrive. It was early, though; I stayed in my seat facing the exit the passengers were to come through, and watched fixedly, scanning each face as they came out with their carry-on's.He was there, abruptly, glancing around with the same searching look, and finding me just as I found him. I mouthed his name questioningly, and he nodded, before abruptly -- I was out of the chair and running towards him, unmindful of the stares. Non-descript; he wasn't. ”“Oh you are so lucky Mistress Akira. I wish I could feel his cock buried deep inside my pussy.”“Oh Alicia you have no idea how good it feels. Every time he fucks me I feel like I am about to explode. He fills me up so good” Amya moaned. I look back and say Alicia eating Akira’s pussy. Akira saw me and winked. Amya was sitting on the couch rubbing her pussy. Alicia’s ass was up in the air and her legs spread. I could see her wet bald pussy just looking so inviting. Damn it I so need to get. Alison unbuttoned her jeans and began to pull them down,she then lowered her panties and stood full frontal in front of the Friar,there was no reaction. Suddenly and without warning the Friar grabbed her and dragged her towards him,before she knew what was fully happening Alison was over the Friar's knee and his hand was coming down on her bottom;she screamed.Oliver had come into the chapel ,he walked fast towards the altar,he could hear sounds coming from a room at the end of a narrow passage.