It just whets my appetite for more. They saw my pleasure in the coffee and I was given more. My bladder was bursting but I could not get up to relieve...myself as I was still tied to the chair. I looked up pleading for an escape to the loo but it was then I saw a huge plastic bag hanging on a pole with what appeared to be the rest of the coffee. I wondered but kept my silence. I watched as Master and Mistress groped one another. I saw their bodies react and felt my own confused. ”He watched as the water raced down into my wife’s colon. As it did, I continued my lecture.“The amount of water you use will depend on how clean you want the patient to be, and how experienced they are with receiving enemas. An expert like Slave Jess here can take the whole bag, no problem,” I explained. Actually, the bag was fuller than she would normally take, but my aching cock forced me to fill it more than usual. So sue me.“As it goes in, it helps to rub the patient’s abdomen. It helps to. .. I... , “ Kimmy started to exclaim, and then thought better of it, “cum in me, now!”Kimmy had just made a huge decision ... she chose to let her own brother actually breed her this time around. Jimmy just plain lost all self-control, shuddering and shivering as he erupted and shot out the last ropes of cum left in his aching balls. Kimmy screamed one final release herself and collapsed while her brother slumped on top of her, sweat pouring down both of their faces in the West Coast summer. At the works Christmas party the party was held in the office. Food was brought in and everyone was told to take a bottle in and the party would start at 12 noon and finish at 7pm.My wife, Donna was 17 stone, 5'6", 44DD tits and this day she was dressed in a black dress, black stockings and red knickers. The first part of the morning was business as usual but come dinnertime the party started. At around 3pm most were either tipsy or virtually pissed, Donna was talking to her boss, Martin, about.