But she was not answering me and was continuing to cry. I slowly pulled her face on top separating her hands from her face. She looked at me with tear... in her eyes. I rubbed the tears off and asked her what happen? She then told me that her husband was not coming back for a week or so and that she was fed up of this man. He wants only money and is not bothered about his wife. She started to cry again and rested her face on my shoulder. I decided that this was the best chance to screw this. Inside, Bobby saw a red rubber water bottle and what looked like a long, thin hose of the same rubber material curled up on top of it. Then he remembered from years back what it was and he started to get anxious."Don't tell me you're going to, uh, do that to me again, he said, remembering how much he had hated what at one time had been a regular weekly ritual."You mean, give you an enema? Well, darling, yes. I am going to give you an enema. For what I have planned I think this is quite. Her silky hair caressed over me. That ticklish feeling was incredible. I groaned, shuddering in delight. I pushed deeper into her cunt. Her hairs tickled me. They felt so naughty.I grinned and pushed into her cunt. I savored that silky twat sliding around my dick. It was an amazing delight. I groaned as I worked into that hot cunt. Her married sheath massaged my throbbing futa-cock.“Oh, my god,” she moaned. “You're so huge. I've never had anything that big in me.”“She is amazing,” Georgia. Mom didn't believe me about your cock, so I guess you better show her."I stood up and pulled off my t-shirt. And in one swift motion, I yanked my shorts and my underwear down to the floor, and stood completely naked for my mother and sister to see."Oh gosh," my mother gasped with her eyes wide open. "All I can say is that you definitely got your endowment from my side of the family and not your fathers. Wow." "NOW do you believe me mom?" Becky quipped. "I told you I wasn't pretending when you.