" So Matt and Shawn think you have fake boobs," I said."Well, not anymore..." Elise said a little embarrassed."Damn it," I said a little too loudly, "...'m going to-"Elise cut me off. "Please don't be mad," she pleaded. "It was all in good fun. They were just playing a joke on me and k**ding around, just like I was one of the guys. They even apologized afterwards. Please, please don't do anything rash, I want us all to get along while I'm here. It was actually really funny and we all laughed. It was the 8 PM news on the real Foxnews channel not the talk shows that were opinions. So he was sorta in the loop when his burner phone rang at nine.Eddie: HelloLucille: Have you heard the news?Eddie: Yeah, it was on the news. I assume it was connected to our investigation.Lucille: Surprise of all surprises a politician did the right thing. Of course now I'm out of job.Eddie: You won't go hungry. I trust you know where enough bodies are buried to find a soft landing.Lucille: Yeah me and the. When she imagined that it could work, she took her panties off, put them into her purse, and then pulled out a disposable enema, which she had prepared after going through airport security. Although she would not be able to lie down, she felt it would work well enough.She stood on her toes to raise her ass higher and leaned over. She reached behind, inserted the tip gently into her back hole, and squeezed the tube, feeling the gush of warm liquid inside. She kept the tube inserted firmly and. “Look at that ass wiggle. She wants to be spanked there.”“When she’s ready,” Daddy said.The flail kept landing. It was wonderful. The pain somehow became pleasure. I swayed, sucking in breaths, my pussy growing more and more excited. Juices trickled down my thighs as I squirmed. I bit my lip, the endorphins building, spreading rapture through my mind as the flail thudded harder.And then it changed directions, slapping upward now, striking the base of my butt-cheeks and dragging up my ass to my.