Emboldened by the reaction Jill slid her foot even higher until it contacted the silkiness of her victim’s panties. Dianne kept her eyes on the TV n...t daring to look at the blonde’s face. She was sure her tense expression would betray her arousal. It didn’t matter. Jill’s toes made contact with the crotch of Dianne’s underwear and she sighed, “My God Di, you’re so wet!” With the toes now pressing very close to her pleasure center, Dianne surrendered to the awesome sensations. She allowed her. . at least, I'm pretty sure he had been. I had a headache that was roughly the size of Montana, and it was a good thing that the shades were drawn because it made the room I was sleeping in fairly dark.I took a moment for a brief mental inventory. I was still in Jim's house, in one of his spare bedrooms. Barb and I had drank *way* too much last night after we had our little talk... which I would definitely need to tell George about today. I remembered being half carried, half dragged to bed. It was only a few days ago that she got a letter through her door from a mysterious and charming admirer full of sweet, sensual and seductive words that contained and invitation to meet him here for a weekend vacation. She had never thought she had the courage to go through with it but some force inside her was compelled to go along and to let herself be taken up in the moment in a way she had never dared to do before.After checking in she was escorted to the elevator and up to the penthouse. I was saving that for the ceremony.?Good Girl. Take your time as that is a big enema and it will take several efforts to expel it all. I will be waiting in the bedroom.? By now it was a routine. She knew she had to expel the enema, shower and present herself to me.While she was attending to herself, I organised the bedroom. I turned down the light, and lit a series of candles around the room. I put on some music, dark, gothic classical music which had an atmosphere of mystery, shadows. Perfect.