Having complied, our anklets and bracelets were used to restrain us inplace; our bottoms on display facing upwards. In turn, each fairy had oneof the ...angling tubes inserted into her backside. With the flick of aswitch the noise of a pump started. Fluid filled the tubes to pass intoour colons. Being a tight fit, the tubes stayed in place and did not leakas our colons filled with fluid and we became uncomfortably full. Anotherswitch was flipped and we could feel our colons deflate and empty.. “This is where you fill it with water,” she folds the top back together and holds the rubber bladder by hooking her finger through the hole, then raises her arm above her head. “See?” She grabs the nozzle end of the rubber tube, “This,” she wiggles the little nozzle end at my nose, ”Does not go in the mouth.” Sherrie stares intensely, almost angrily at my eyes while she playfully pokes the nozzle against my lip and cheek.“Oh! Ew!” I finally understand what Sherrie means, remembering my mother. The main lights turned down so she was illuminated by the candle the effect was a kind of magic. The blond her covering her mound picked up the flickering candle and seemed to flash in the dark. I could see her watching the wax drip down the shaft of the candle, none of it had got near the pink bits yet. I poured myself another glass of wine and settled down to watch the fun. I was still collared and cuffed and wearing the strapon dildo. It was interesting to wiggle it and feel the other end. " Hannah pointed out.Jenny considered this. "You're right. How much if we split four ways?"Hannah smiled, "Think about forty bucks each would get us a room with a hot tub."This sounded like an excellent spot to be male chauvinists. "Kevin and I will pick up the tab." I offered. Kevin, of course, glared at me. Some friends just never learn to that in order to get pussy, one must sometimes spend money.They decided that male chauvinism was okay with them. Jenny grinned at us. "Sure, you guys can.