There may be something on the SM side of it, innocent girls subjected to torture and so on, but I don't think that Samantha's fudged photograph will f...ature. It's a different matter here at home. I'm pretty sure that we can make sure that the Crown Prosecutor will ask the Court for any evidence concerning third parties who might be identified to be heard in camera. Whether the defence will act with equal responsibility is open to question but I can't see any advantage to them of bringing up. I don't even know when it happened but I tried to get up off the chair. I tripped on the robe, and fell to my knees. I was facing him, facing that huge black cock just on the other side of the glass door. He was stroking that thick monster so fast, and all I could think of was seeing him shoot a big load.You know me Gail. I so love to see all that cum fire out of a big cock especially a black one.I felt my knees hurting for real, and it brought me out of my haze for a second. Then I realized I. Assume the position."I bit my lower lip as I leaned over the sink, resting on my elbows.Mama swatted my fanny as I squeezed my cheeks together. "Come on, Honey, you know that just makes it worse. Lord knows, you should be used to this by now." I relaxed as she fed the moistened enema hose up my back passage. The warmth was soothing until the quantity became overwhelming and I felt bloated.She removed the hose and said, "Five minutes. No cheating — I'd hate to have to do this all over again. Got. I pull the sleeves of the blouse over myarms.and do up the buttons. I twirl again to feel the skirt rise. I touchthe hem and run my fingers lightly along the hem. I cup the padding ofthe bra. Dammit. I'm getting turned on. I have no underwear!I grab my boxers and pull them up. They are longer than the skirt butthey'll do. I kinda hate them right now.Quickly I finish up with the socks but they slump a little bit now, andthe shiny shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, it saddens me to seethe.