I don’t know why my body and brain decided to throw their own hormone parade this year, in celebration of my 35th birthday. It takes a lot of effort...to keep myself from mauling the man in my claws or poor daddy on one of his visits. I find myself flirting all the time. I saw an ex I hadn’t seen in years and put on new lipstick for the occasion. I send one of my similarly afflicted female friends a steady stream of GIFs of Chris Hemsworth nearly falling out of his low-slung jeans in Thor. I. I took her hand in mine and squeezedslightly."Absolutely I'm serious. You don't realize how lucky you are. Youshould enjoy every day of this experience, as I bet it'd be over beforeyou know it."She paused, looked at me intensely, and then looked down. She spoke sosoftly that I almost missed what she said. "What if you had thatopportunity? Would you take it?"The room started to tilt a bit. I definitely had had too much vodka,but it was Saturday night, and my house was a short walk away. I. "I don't think I've ever given you an enema, have I?" he asked. I wasn't too keen on the idea, but it seemed harmless enough, so I let him position me with my feet apart, bent over with my forearms on the bathtub. He used his finger to lubricate me, taking his time and making sure that I was aroused by his ass-play. I felt the tip of the nozzle against my hole, then it was in! There was a kind of "pop", because the end of the nozzle was larger than the rest of it, and it went in right up. Her earlier disappointment quickly turned to small gasps of pleasure as he licked every inch of both mounds and then very lightly grasped one nipple with his teeth and started to gently pull. Her hands went to the back of his head, fingers weaving into his hair and she suddenly pulled him hard into her breast. Afraid he was going to bite her he opened his mouth, releasing the small nub allowing the entire nipple and surrounding areola to be forced into his mouth, precisely what she wanted..