I felt like grabbing her ass all the time but we never got that close. I ended that relationship because she was not my kind of girl, she was just too...friendly and also kind of silent in a depressing way.Sometime later I went out with a girl I sort of liked but that didn’t move forward either. Somehow anu got to know about it after a month. She called me and said that she wants to meet me. I didn’t want others to see us together so I asked her to meet me outside the old generator room of our. In no time I was naked, and she was down to her working bra and plain white briefs. She was unhooking her bra and bending over the sofa arm, and I was easing said knickers over her admirable tight rounded buttocks when the phone rang. She reached over and answered it. The panties were down to her knees as she handed the phone to me. The bra fell onto the sofa. ‘It’s for you!’ she said, looking back over her shoulder with a wicked grin. ‘Hello?’ I said, taking the phone from her as she reached. My hands found the hard little muscles that, when relaxed, gave such luscious shape to her behind. At the moment, they were tightly flexed to effect the presentation of her sex to my probing tongue. I pulled her to me, my tongue working now with greater confidence, seeking out unexpected nooks and crannies within the moist complexity of her womanhood, but always returning to the center of her sensation.Slowly, I built momentum as her breathing quickened and she began making small animal sounds.. He pressed this one just as slowly, watching Lucy’s stomach as it stretched. The enema was not even halfway done, and she looked ready to burst. He fed the second syringe down the tube, then a third.Lucy felt the thick knot growing bigger than she could fathom in her stomach. It felt like a football, and still it grew, pressing into her lungs, who were already fighting the tube in her throat. Her stomach felt too tight for cramps, but they started again, and still she felt her body stretch with.