I squirted some lube onto the enema nozzle and worked my gloved hand over it.Neither Brent nor Emma had ever seen someone get an enema; as a result, t...ey both watched in rapt silence.Jess reached behind to pull her ass cheeks apart. I aimed the tube at her hole but then paused.“Master Brent,” I said, holding the tube like a pet snake, “would you like to shove this nozzle into Slave Jess’ ass?”Jess’ head jerked around and frowned at me. Brent, having no experience with this sort of thing, could. .He whispers What could be more right than this here and now me and you, He then unclasped your bra at the back and you let it fall down her arms, with his left hand he cupped her ample breast, and started slowly caressing and squeezing your now hard nipples while kissing your neck again hmm you said with a moan, leaning your neck into the caress of his lips. From my angle I could see marks right hand on your leg, and watched as he gently pulled your legs open and ran his hand up to your pussy. “I’m still amazed at how well you’re taking this, Steve.”“You can thank Anala and Bethany for that. And, Stephie? I knew this was going to be the result that first evening with you in Dawsonville. I’ve had a couple of weeks to get used to the idea.”“You’re a good man, Steve. And thanks.”“Shall we move your stuff? Or did you want to go to the IIT bookstore? Today would be better to go out because there are deliveries tomorrow.”“Let’s go out, then we can take a look at my new room and you can. . past the deep shadow beneath... "Jim? I was just saying that I'd love to go to your wet T-shirt contest!" She smiled wryly as she noticed where his eyes were."G-huh? Y-yeah, great! But uhm... in the meantime... um... can I ask you something?" Jim had always wondered about this."Anything!" she purred."In the meantime, uuhm... why don't you ever wear a bra?" Her moist, pouty lips frowned in confusion."Bra? Is that some new cultural fashion trend? I'm afraid I don't often keep up with fads." Her.