I think so but…” Heathyr touched herself, feeling the wetness between her leg. Standing on shaky legs, she helped Elise to her feet as she said, �...�I think we better get dressed…”Elise followed her eyes to the piles of clothes and nodded. As they got quickly got dressed, Heathyr said, “I…I don’t think we should…”“Talk about this? I guess… But it’s proof of paranormal activity. Really intense activity.”“Do we have any proof? And, even so, I’m not sure I want to be known as…the lesbian ghost. I moved my finger along the line of her foot, causing her to twitch a little. Running my finger to the tip of her toes, I gently insinuated my finger between each toe and stroked the skin there. She let out little gasps and squeaks that could be barely heard by anyone. I did all her toes on both feet, and stroked up the underside of her leg until it met the arm of the chair. She lifted her leg a bit and repositioned it so that I could continue on my journey. I finally reached the leg of her. A jolt of electricity arced through my body and I exhaled, almost missing the snip. I scooped the next lock of hair and moved in again. Once. Twice, as if accidental. Adjusting my stance fractionally wider, I reached up again. Trace. Drag. Snip. Exhale, each nudge against his elbow grazing dangerously near my engorged clit. God it was exciting.I wondered if he'd notice. Part of me wanted him to: I needed his cock. Moving to face him I stepped either side of his feet and bent to his eyeline to. " and with that Cherry opened the silver metal clip on the hose that produced a very distinct metal click sound. Yolanda would always remember that clicking from that day forth. The clip no longer was holding the very warm liquid back and a surge of water from the enema bag rushed inside the helpless c***d's rectum."Ohhhh dat's warm mommie" she moaned as the liquid quickly started to fill her up. Cherri caressed the young one's back as she waited about 30 seconds and then stopped the flow by.