. Do we have what we need for an enema?”“When Linda gave me enemas she used a fountain syringe ... an enema bag. We don’t have one but we can us... the bulb. It just means more insertions. It’s a ten ounce bulb so six would be sixty ounces, just shy of two quarts.”“It still sounds like a lot,” she replied.“If it becomes too much, just say so and we’ll stop,” I replied.“I guess that doesn’t sound too bad.”I carried the bowl to the bathroom, dumped its contents and ran the tap. Once the tap water. ” she said, holding the spay against her pussy and clit, humming. I soaped her ass, especially around and into her asshole slightly. Then thoroughly lathered up my cock. She bent over, bracing herself against the shower wall. I pressed my soapy cock into her asshole, slowly working it in to full depth. She hissed and groaned as I started slowly stroking into her ass with long full strokes. Her moaning got louder and her ass began to shake and twitch clamping down on my cock. I reached. Now get onto the chair and let me take your buttplug out.”I started feeling hell horny listening to this game and was all excited like a dirty slut. They blindfolded me and I was sitting on that chair like in a doggy style. Only comfortable thing was , the chair was bigger enough to accommodate my whole body. They started the music and started spinning me slowly and when the music stopped and my chair stopped to spin, I was wet like a fucking bitch in heat and was anticipating who is gonna. The point being his mother was someone that never knew his father really was. Still, she was highly devoted to him, to a practically fanatic level at times, likely the result of some sort of fiendish ability or magic, or at least its lingering effects.Delvin’s mother had been killed in a raid on the nearby town when he was 17, just a month shy of his 18th birthday, so he inherited the inn and everything associated with it, good and bad. Demon-kin, like Delvin, were usually not all that trusted;.