After we had all finished sliding our fingers in to your cum filled holes and letting you lick them clean I decided it was time to move you away from ...he Jacuzzi I took you still dripping through to the dark room a large and strangely enough not totally but close enough to pitch black room which had a collection of stools benches and beds in it by now a few people had already entered the room I made you wait outside as I made sure the space I wanted for you was emptya you stood there cum still. ‘I need to test how easy access the shirt is…’ She then put more pressure on the back of my head. With her other hand, she guided my hand to the side of her boobs, still straining against the fabric of her tank top. My other hand instinctively moved to the other one. They were so squishy and bulky. I could feel my hands gently sinking into her chest meat. Her mouth was right up against my ear now. ‘How do they feel?’ ‘They feel amazing,’ I said. I was completely under her control. Guilt wasn’t. I was in the spring of my Freshman year at Michigan State. Back aroundChristmas I had gone with a friend to my first meeting of the Gay andLesbian Council. I wasn’t really interested in their politics, but I didlike the people I was meeting there. I had dated a number of differentgirls and was having a lot of fun doing it. I noticed Carol right away.She always had an opinion about everything that was going on. She wasvery out. She wore tee shirts that said ‘Danger…Dyke Crossing!’ amongother. .?" When I told her I didn't need another enema she said that non-cooperation gets extra punishment there, and that I'd best do as I'm told. She told me that just that once she wouldn't give me a demerit. Then she tied my wrists to the sides of the table and checked my prostate. In went the nozzle and she pumped it up. I tried to be quiet when she filled me up but the pressure! Oh, the pressure was so intense! After holding it forever she finally let me get rid of it. Then it was back to my.