My pubic hairs have grown in soft from their shaving a few days ago and I choose to leave them short and soft and not risk the razor burn. I drain the...cooled water from the tub as I fill the enema bag with slightly warm water. I lube up the insert and slip it in letting warm water flow into my anal cavity. I repeat the process over and over, until I am sure I am clean. I am not taking any chances of this mood being ruined. Every thought, every desire, every part of my body will be yours. Mark was right, it just mattered that I did love him. And he loved me. If he didn't love me, he would treat me just like Allison and Desiree. Like a whore. You seen him with other women. Half the time he could careless if they enjoyed the sex, if they had an orgasm. But with me he make sure I have fun, that I cum.And what about Allison and Desiree. I can't deny that I didn't get off ordering them around, treating them as objects to satiate my lusts. There was something intoxicating about. This woman, this voice was like a goddess to him and he worshipped every part of her, she would call at obscure times and he would make himself immediately available to her, her “little toy” she called him. He climbed out of bed and dressed; he grabbed his car and house keys and headed out the door. The drive seemed to take forever but when he turned the corner towards her apartment he could feel his heart beat rapidly increase and his genitals twitch. He parked the car and walked to the. " I don't want to talk." Yes, you do." No, I don't." You're going to talk whether you want to or not," I insisted."Mom!" she yelled out.I had Sara to the front door by the time Mom appeared."Make him stop!" Sara ordered."I'm taking her out," I told Mom. "It's for her own good." Sex is a wonderful relaxation," Mom said."Mom!" Sara protested."I just want to talk, Sara," I said."He's a good boy," said Mom. "Spread your legs for him again. You can see how much he misses you." Mom!" Sara.