The more she thought about it, the less likely it was to happen. The thought of taking her clothes off in front of another man, was a difficult decisi...n to make. It had been many years since she had done that. Since her marriage and having children running around her all day, a moderate level of modesty and shyness had taken over. Bottom line, she doubted this fantasy would come to fruition. She had lost her ability to let herself go as she did when she was younger. Not that she was old, but. He asked should he fetch theother two or would we start with these. I felt that with the amount ofthings in the bags doing them one at a time was more logical. Cynthia hadindicated that things were roughly grouped in the bags.When we emptied the first bag onto the bed we found it was all underwear.I got Chris to work sorting it into piles before we took a closer look ateach item. In the end we had one pile or girdles, another with bras,slips and petticoats were in the third group. The final. .. I'm sooooclose, mewwwwster.... Please make me cum." He panted, almost imaginingspotty gray kitten ears poking out of his skull. He was growingdesperate. Every second he wasn't being spanked, his arousal was fading."Alright." Mike chuckled, with a tone Jeffery could only describe as abit wicked. "I was going to let you go after twenty, but if the littlekitten is begging for it..."A twenty first spank. Jeffrey squirmed and whimpered, tears of bliss andpain in his eyes.And then a twenty second.. I opened it and found an alley between some buildings. There were a few dumpsters and garbage cans there. I spotted a coiled water hose attached to a spigot and decided a cold water rinse might be just the medicine I needed to cure the hangover and wake me up. The water felt ice cold when I sprayed myself and rinsed the sweat and cum from my body.I started feeling much better and on impulse, I pushed the hose into my ass, for a cold-water enema. My gaping hole was shrinking and contracting from.