"Great idea," I said with more enthusiasm than I wanted to have. I mean, I did want to, but... "shall I make some tea while you're finding something t... pretend to watch?"She bounced over the two paces between us, grabbed my head and fastened her lips on mine. "Okay!"What would you think a woman in her early twenties would want to 'pretend to watch' while kissing the boyfriend? Love Actually? Sleepless in Seattle? How about Star Trek – TNG? Yes, really. Remember, Emma's a physicist, and she got. As the enema bag drains, I reach down with my other hand and roughly jerk his blood-filled cock, gripping tightly, feeling the veins squirm and slip underneath my hand as it slides back and forth. The loud, incoherent groans escaping his throat, as well as his throbbing cock tell me I'm on the right track. Once the bag is drained, I pull the nozzle out and finger fuck his hole. "Hold it in fucker. you don't want to make a mess." An incoherent "yes Daddy" escapes his lips.Taking pity on him, I. I kind of understood why James was going out with her. She was simple and uncomplicated, with a loving and healthy relationship with her parents and maintained an active social life. I guess James thought that a little of her goodness would rub off on him. I secretly thought he was foolish, but I was also a little afraid that that might just happen. Because if it did, the one thing that drew us to each other, the badness that was in us would be gone and so would our friendship. Jenny had three. Cooke has something she needs your help with," she said."I just got this thing put away!" I muttered."I think it's something in the basement," Mom said. "You should go right over." Okay, then," I said. I'd be happy to give her some help in the basement. I quickly showered to get the sweat, dirt, and cut grass off of me, and to grab the condoms. I stuffed a couple in my pocket, and headed over to Janet's."Mrs. Cooke?" I called out as I stuck my head in."I'm down here," she said. I heard her.