My immediate response was of disgust and then guilt for my earlier thoughts and I went with my heart and told him no. I was livid, the instant the wor... barked from my mouth his expression changed from flushed excitement to total rejection. I remembered that desire in the strangers’ eyes and that guilty flood of lust that he'd created in me. I began to feel quite naughty, I glanced back at the stranger and the words "Would you... really" echoed in my mind. - Would I? No... Definitely not, how. Divya was still standing in front of the mirror, she was in the same attire as he had left her, and she was checking her wedding gown by putting it in front of her on the mirror. “Here mam, I have got some nice brassieres for you” Mr. Sharma interrupted her thoughts.“Oh, these are really nice” exclaimed Divya, “Why don’t you help me put these on” she added before undoing her own bra, letting it fall off from her body. Mr. Sharma stood frozen at his position. Though Divya had her back turned. Within her center the wave began. As if her insides became over powerful and ready to take more of the now room temperature liquid into her insides. The over 2 quarts had opened up a whole new world. Without warning she began to have the first anal orgasm . Wave after wave went through her body each wave progressively stronger until the point of crescendoing then another more powerful wave would come into her. She had her first enema induced anal orgasm.The next 2 or so quarts the bag height. He said something to Mariko and slid the door closed again, looking at me. ‘Dan,’ he said to me in a meaningful sort of tone. ‘I don’t know you, so I hope you’ll forgive my bluntness. Despite whatever your impressions may or may not be, respect for everybody’s boundaries and autonomy around here is really, really important. ‘You just make yourself at home while you’re staying there in your guest house. But anything that happens here is all by consent, no exceptions. I assume you’re a good.