She ran both feet down his chest, one stopping over his nipples the other continuing down to his cock, rubbing his cock through his boxers while she t...ased his nipples. After a few minutes of this exquisite teasing both her feet were pulling down his boxers, he was shaking with the desire to feel her feet on his cock. When her big toe touched his balls he moaned in pleasure, his eye were riveted to what her feet were doing to his cock. Her right foot was flat against his hard cock while the. She was one of very few ofAfrican ancestry who had achieved that status with any company. Had shenot come in, the Wizard would never have connected her to events that hadtranspired in Memphis exactly thirty years before.She had spotted him, so he emerged from behind the display."Hello, Elise."She stared at him for fully thirty seconds before speaking."You! I thought it was only...Do you know me? Who...I think I used tobe?"That was what had surprised the Wizard. Thirty years in another life,. In the moment of silent pleasure Salesa fully released the clamp of my enema tube letting the warm water flow against my colon arousing my anal senses while enjoying the wet pleasures she helped give. I realized now why it's called the Silver Bullet. As the warm water continued bathing my inside I began cramping with pleasurable pain, forcing me to a fetal position. I held my two quarts of pleasure as Salesa repeated softly, "Hold it in, hold it in, let it flow within your pleasure zone. Let. My fingers find their way down to your ribs and then waist where they pause to rest on your hips. The overwhelming and obvious need to press my body against yours is one I’m finding difficult to fight but also to imagine. If I used your hips to draw us closer would you hesitate? Or worse, resist and pull back? Unthinkable. In my mind, you hesitate slightly before yielding to my desire to be closer to you, to be against you. Your hesitation translates to your need for me to be certain. To give.