The cold milk did not help at all, but I was used to uncomfortable enemas. What really became difficult was after he had got it all in and told me to ...old it. It took maybe 5 minutes to empty the enema bottle up my ass, and he wanted me to hold it for another 5. By this time, probably 45 minutes had gone by and I had the additional worry of the guests coming back.After just a few minutes, I began to get harsh cramps and asked for permission to go to the toilet to relieve it. He refused. Five. This was the first time I ever even got close to a girl’s pussy before, and I was never even given oral sex, so I was delighted to how good the feeling was, and how sugary Amy’s cum was, and I devoured every bit of the juice that was left beyond the hole and around my face and hands. At this point, I was ready for sex, and that is when the door bell rang. I was struck by horror. We had to clean this up.“Amy? Amy are you there?”I was able to recognize the voice immediately. It was Lisa, probably. "Daaad?" "Come on Chrissy, lets go to my room so I can show you!!"Two victims I would have now!!!! I heard them step into the room giggling and squealing. "Should we lock the door Jess?" Chrissy asked.Now Chrissy is the girl who lives down the next block. Her and Jess had become friends that summer. My family had grown used to her coming over frequently and asking if Jess could play. She is one year younger than Jess but taller by at least two inches. She is blonde, kinda boyish looking. Well, at least my erection. She reinstalls her hand back onto the tray, against mine. Our fingers find each other again and the rubbing and brushing recapture immediately.All the while, she moved her heel ever so slightly over my stretched right leg. I feel her sinking deeper into her chair and her head, no more in an active reading position but pushed back into the pillow. Her face alternated left, towards me, and to the right, probably to check on her ignorant boyfriend. As our pinkie fingers.