We ate and chatted mostly about his fishing. There was no mention of the night before.The next couple of days sped by. Martin went off to work and I c...ntented myself with decorating the spare bedroom.It was Wednesday evening that Martin asked me how I felt about the weekend. I told him the truth, that it was the best night of sex I had ever had. He looked a little disappointed and said it was not how he had imagined it. He had expected to be more involved but as there was two of them he did not. "Sam gave me the information about Beverly. She was married but separated from her husband Jerry, although not legally and was trying to get a divorce. Jerry had been verbally abusive for over a year and even hit her a couple of times. That's when she left him, took back her maiden name, and moved back in with her parents.Apparently Jerry was fighting the divorce tooth and nail and doing everything he could to postpone it. Beverly's father and two brothers beat the hell out of Jerry the second. Almost... Almost... She came, and screamed, as best she could, with a cock in her mouth. Liam smiled at her muffled screams. He grabbed her head and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. She started to choke and gag and gurgle. He grabbed her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Tilted her head back so he could look into her face. Her face flush from her orgasm, her bangs slightly sweaty and matted to her face, her mascara smeared around her eyes, her lips wet with spittle. “Take the. I push and push and nothing comes out”.He rubbed my back as I began to cry softly. “It’s alright, Honey. You just need a little help. Let’s go in the bathroom and clean out that bottom of yours”.Cradling me in his arms, he carried me down the hall to the bathroom. He stood me up on my feet and told me to get into the tub on hands and knees.Daddy reached under the sink to retrieve the enema bag and sat down beside the tub. Taking a container out, he scooped a blob of lubricant and spread it over.