Lizzy automatically reached out and took his hand. ‘Pleasure to meet you, Lizzy, from what everyone has said about you, I feel I know you well alre...dy. Please call me Jezza, everyone else does.’ Molly held up two other wedding invitations, one in each hand. ‘You can swap your invitation, Lizzy, for one exactly like the rest, or …’ Molly held up another invitation in her right hand, ‘This one, which is the one that I prefer.’ She held up the second in her left hand and stretched it out towards. I dont know if my cousin had mentioned to her the things we had done growing up but i had a sneaking suspicion she had shared at least a little bit of it. She was a mixed race with her mom white and her dad black. She had a amazing milk chocolate skin with amazing breats, a HUGE ass and an attitude of which she knew she was hot and used it to her avantage.We all sat down to catch up, have a few drinks and talk and trade stories about horrible exes.We decided to get out the cards and since we. Goddess Danielle or one of her slaves would then insert an enema up my ass and fill me while I still knelt over the drain and hold it until commanded to shit it out in front of them. It was repeated until it ran clear. I was not allowed to shit or pee like a normal man again. Though they had a bathroom, at any time during the night, the Goddess or her slaves might enter my cell, wake me, kneel, kiss their pussy and allow them to release their hot pee all over me...or sometimes even worse. In. I've never gone down on a woman before. Monica guided me through it. I licked and fingered her pussy and she made all the appropriate noises and sounds. Yeah, women were really good at faking it but I wasn't faking any of it. I was into this, and I think it showed on camera. Afterwards, we took a ten-minute break during which I got myself a sandwich. Monica drank a sports shake and we talked about the scene while the crew people did their thing and the director berated his flunky about.