As she worked, the temperature in the apartment climbed quickly. She bound her long dark hair up on top of her head in a loose bun to keep it off her ...eck Small drops of sweat slid down her neck and her back. She hadn't worn anything under the dress in an effort to keep cool; soon the light fabric was clinging to her body from a sheen of sweat. She absently pulled the thin material from her skin and fanned herself. "I need some fresh air", she thought and slid open the glass door and stepped. Linda was finally let up off Mike's lap, but she found herself standing bent over grasping her stomach as Mike continued to sit on the closed toilet. The enema nozzle remained in her rectum, it's hose still connecting her to the enema bag overhead. She danced from one foot to another straining to hold in her enema. Mike watched her in her torment and calmly placed one hand on her distended belly, the other on her backside slipping the nozzle between his fingers and holding it in her. He jiggled. "Morning, how's the head?" I replied, still half-asleep."It's fine actually." Jess smiled. Today we were having a relaxed day at the spa. A bit of mid-holiday recovery.The highlight of the day for sure was the massage. I had the burly hands of a handsome black man and Jess, laid opposite me, was being treated by a stunning Asian woman. Jess had her eyes shut throughout, as the masseuse rolled her soft hands down her oiled back and sides, dipping down to her towel clad bottom, rubbing her feet. I was wearing a skirt, so then his hands went under there, and he slowly pulled my thong down. He did not see what I had going on down there, but he did see it how a blind person would, by feeling me down there. I let a couple soft moans and pulled him closer to me. I put my hands back onto his cock and then guided it to my moist and desperate pussy that was dying for his cock. Once at the opening, he just slowly pushed it in, and it went in quite smoothly and just like that, i was having sex.