These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Sunday was a dead day for us at the home. We all dressed in our Su...day best and went to church for 10am. The younger ones split from the main bunch and went to the Sunday School while us older ones stayed with the congregation. The padre’s wife Susan (a cute woman of about thirty with mousey hair and nice figure) asked if I would take the younger ones, as the lay preacher who taught the school had taken ill. I had. Their arms were brought down so they rested by the sides of their bodies. Round ‘tubes’ of light shot up from the floor under the spread cheeks of their buttocks. There was a slight flinching reaction from each of them as the ‘tubes’ entered their rectums. The ‘tubes’ turned bluish as a bowel cleansing liquid filled their lower intestinal tracts. In about a minute the ‘tubes’ retracted and yellowish balls rose up and settled onto the their buttocks. They soon changed to a brownish color as the. I can replay my favourite bits over and over. Of course, there’s another reason why I record all my “sessions”. The two most naïve and richly exploitable ones … Shelly and Anna … were easy to blackmail once they knew their self-violations were now a sickening home-movie. High-definition evidence of the depths of depravity to which they all too readily sank. And with both now at my beck and call and recurrent visitors to my wretched sex hell, with several movies to prove it, their bodies and. I parked down the road and made my way to a spot I could over look her work without being seen. After a couple of hours of nothing a delivery van showed up and park in an unusual place as it was away from the front door of the hospital and with its backdoors towards me. When I saw the delivery guy get out of the van. It clicked he must of been 6ft2 and very muscular. I watched him walk into the hospital then a few moments later he walk back out with my girlfriend in tow, She was wearing her.