He repeated it again twice. “Are you going to be good now?” he asked. He wasn’t sure because the last few cries had sounded more like pleasure t...an pain. She nodded with a dreamy look in her eyes. Her nipples were straining against the fabric of her bodice. Remley sighed. “You enjoyed that again, am I right?” Honestly he had enjoyed it, too. The sight of her tight bottom, now pink with the sting of his blows had made something in him start stirring. “Absolutely not,” she said pridefully. “I. Usne kaha ki aisi koi baat nahi thi par woh mujhse college mein zyaada baat nahi karna chahti thi taaki baaki ko kuch bolne ka mauka mile.Phir mein samaj gaya ki usse mujhse akele mein baat karne ka maan tha isliye no manga books ka bahana karke.Mene usse pucha ki kya mein roz raat mein usse watsapp pe baat kar sakta hu usse koi prblm to nahi to usne hmm karke reply diya.Mein samaj gaya who bhi wahi chahti hai.. Ab mein samaj gaya ki woh mujhe apna acha friend accept kar chuki hai aur mujh par. I even tried several things like role playing while sex, showing her many types of porn’s, which she enjoyed watching. Once while we were making love, I told her what about my fantasy. She slapped me on my face and started crying after hearing my thoughts for her. She said she will die but will never give her body to another man except me. Actually I could not cope up with her reaction and I was still thinking about my fantasy. I began to make plans to fulfil my desire once my wife caught a. “No,” admitted Mel, “but it feels funny.”“Now try to stop anything leaking from your bum hole,” I said, “and let me know when you think you can’t hold it in any longer.” I fiddled with the nozzle’s settings to set its meter back to zero then turned the water back on so that it trickled into Mel’s bowels.“I can feel it,” exclaimed Mel. “It’s sort of nice but it’s making me feel squishy inside.”“I’m giving you an enema. Have you ever had one before?”“No.”“Didn’t your mum give you one when you had.