"How much is left in the bag?" she asked."More than half." I'm feeling fullness already ... maybe some of the first enema is still in me." She rolled ...artway to her right side, letting her right knee fall to the mattress. I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh. "Feels good, Jon."The look on her face told me she was enjoying this ... a lot. Her eyes were half-closed and her jaw was relaxed. I continued caressing her thigh. My gaze landed on her pussy, spread open, and with the enema nozzle. She was very drunk and only had on a bra and panty. Amy is not very attractive in the face but seeing her in a bra and panty she has a nice body. She is a little person and is only between three and four foot tall but well proportioned. Small tits and dark hair. I got up to help her as she was stumbling all around. Amy said she wanted a drink and a good hard fuck. "Will you fuck me? I need a good fuck." I ignored her comment and made her a drink hoping she would pass out and I could get on with. Off went another email, this time sent from a computer in a back office of the FBI. Let 'em trace it if they wish.Seems no one was much interested in really finding out who ramontheeye was or in shutting down the Yahoo account. Guess they knew the story of the goose that laid the golden egg.Yeh, they eventually got around to locating Lucia and Bellana who were willing to give more depositions. They weren't suspects in any of the activities we'd done that night; after all they'd been hundreds of. She rolls over and what she sees makes her eyes bulge from their sockets. The blanket covering Caleb’s crotch is tented up, rising and falling as his hand strokes his prick from beneath. Caleb’s eyes are closed. He is trying to obviously concentrate. She watches him for a couple of minutes with her excitement growing at knowing what he is doing and before she knows it, she is pulling the blanket off the bed. An involuntary gasp escapes her lips at the sight of the man’s huge member being.