Tuuu tonaaa gaandooo cheee roshana.. Pagal thayjoo tuu kuch bhii kare cheeee… Tuzee sharam nai aa rahi hai aaisaa karne me… Aur yee q muj par kusa... hai bataa..Asa bolke mrs sodi roshan ke pan jati hai..Mr sodi: aree soniyooo kal raat ko tune ise pyar nahi kiyaa naa jaise rooj karti hai.. Waise.. Meraa matlab hai iski papiyaa nahi li isee apne in sundar otho ke bichme nahi ragdaa.. Aurr naa hi ise tum ne achee se chusaa.. To yee kal tumharee muh ke andar apnaa raas nahi chod payaaa… Naaa roj tum. From there he moved to my cock. He pulled it outas far as it would go. I’d asked for this even though I was mortified by thewhole idea. The only other cock in my life was myfather’s and I knew it well; dad always cut hair in thebuff. It was the perfect opportunity for a study ofmale anatomy. I would watch my dad’s ample meat bob andswing in front of my face. Sometimes it would come torest on my hands or arms as he’d reach for a trickytrim. He would have known it was. As if she knew that I was watching her, she said. “Adding soap will have an irritating effect…making your bowels become even fuller and the need to expel even more intense…the intent of the suds will be to bloat your bowels. You’re already packed with crap…so I will enjoy testing your endurance.”Using a pitcher, this woman than began to fill the enema bag. Quart by quart, I remain in position…becoming more fearful by every passing minute. The swollen, heavy bag now filled with four very warm. Bend yourself over the arm of the sofa. You may take one of the cushions to cover your face if you wish. I’m going to wallop your bottom with my plimsoll for your dreadful behaviour and appearance. Is that clear, Amber?” She stared at the younger woman through her dark brown eyes and smiled.“Yes. Miss Marks. I’m really sorry for my behaviour Head Mistress.” Miss Fox replied quietly and moved over to the sofa.Within a minute, Amber was lying face down in one of the cushions, hips resting on the.