I knew what the sensation of the twin balloons was like and I experienced a little vicarious pleasure when I saw how Anya’s asshole was being stretc...ed. I waited for a moment or two and then deftly flicked the valve just behind the nozzle… ‘Oh… Oh, my god,’ Anya gasped. Although we have several enema bags, Anya much prefers the can as it is easier to fill and holds, I think, one and a half quarts. The tube attachment is quite wide but usually, with the nozzle Anya generally uses, the adapter. I looked in the mirror. My makeup looked great. My body and legs were so girly and along with my sexy small feet that were strapped into my new white 6 inch platform heeled stilettos. I looked beautiful I took a deep breath spit out my listerine. I applied a fresh coat of bright red lip stick and some super glossy lip gloss and proceeded to open the door to an experience i never thought id actually ever do. It all was about to change. So I opened the door and entered the room. He was laying on. Then I will go to jail. As a Rapist in Jail, I will be raped myself. Being a gutless bastard, I never took the chance, never had the courage to take the risk. I am 32 years old and I thought rape would forever be just beyond my grasp. Then god (um ok maybe it was someone else) smiled upon me, and showed me how to get what I wanted. Better still it is completely legal, I won't go to jail, ergo I won't be raped myself. Here's how it happened."Bring!!!!! Professor Jaz! Wait up I need to talk to. Instead he keeps up his digital assault, breathing on my clit. I snap my head up, furious that he would continue to deny me. As soon as we lock gazes, he drops his head. I feel his mouth close around my clit, and I can’t look away. He sucks on my hard nub, and I feel his tongue dancing over it. I groan and moan and buck wildly, unable to move my gaze from his. His fingers pick up the pace and he bites down gently. My orgasm comes crashing down upon me, and I gush. I’m panting and can’t seem to.