This is the challenge: when you think your asshole is cleanenough, you have to stick your middle finger way inside, roll it around,take it out and sme...l it. If it smells, do another wash and repeat untilyour finger doesn't smell. Then lick it. If it tastes foul, you're notdone." he concluded with a wink, before closing the door and leaving meinside.I won't bother in describing the incredible mess I did this first timewith the enema kit. I silently thanked Harry for warning me to take myclothes. I rubbed her breasts harder causing her to moan as I pinched her nipples through her bikini. My hands continued exploring her body and soon were rubbing over her stomach down to her bikini line as I noticed my dad watching us. I couldn’t resist and my fingers slipped under her tiny bikini bottoms to the edge of her soaking wet pussy. I stroked around the edge of her clit as she squirmed. I continued, slowly moving my fingers in a circular motion before removing my hand. Kelly, in a moment of. She actually helped me along the way but seemed to be oblivious to what was happening even though she was awake.I must tell the truth and say that I wanked for the third time before I went to sleep. My heart was pounding. It suddenly dawned on me, the opportunities that lay ahead for me with a wife who reacted in this way to alcohol but didn’t even know it. Tomorrow would prove whether this was going to work for me or not.Well tomorrow came and once more Vikki was cheery and once again thought. Dale heard the bell on the door tinkle and could smell the perfume in theair the moment they entered. He looked around the pastel pink dressshop. There were few shoppers this time of morning but they were allwomen and there wasn't a man in sight! "May I help you ladies?" thesales lady said."Yes, we'd like to look at some of your brassieres," Mrs. Foster said asthe lady nodded then led them to the brassiere racks and the dressingrooms."Such a lovely dress," the sales lady said as she undid.