Rahul was kind of dumbstruck, his heart was beating faster but he finally agreed, in reply to which, Savita raised her saree slightly above her knees....avita: There you go.Rahul started to apply the oil. He was enjoying this exertion particularly. Rahul’s heard raced whenever his hands touched Savita’s thighs inside her saree.Savita: It feels so nice. Do you mind covering some more of my thighs? Let me raise my saree a bit more.With this, Savita raised her saree almost to her hips. Savita was in. A slick liquid oozed from the tip of the probe causing a tingling warmth to seep past his anal lips and spread inward. The tight sphincter loosened and the head of the four inch probe pushed past the stretching entrance and slipped into his rectal sheath.The cleansing solution was released and Eric moaned as he tried to wiggle his hips and stand up as his lower bowel were filled. For the next minute, he was forced to endure the discomfort and embarrassment of his enema while his audience smiled. " Oh, well don't worry about me," I stated. "I'll just watch TV until you finish. Maybe I can hold her until she goes to sleep." Holding my granddaughter was just about the most favorite thing I could imagine, unless you count Monique's large milk filled boobs.I had expected her to leave me alone but she made herself comfortable on the sofa. I picked the recliner chair and found a football game to watch. From the corner of my eye I could see Monique slipped open her blouse and lowering the flap. ..Hell Masha is almost always right! I can't take the retribution toward Glen he deserves without – well, without either being killed or going to prison for the rest of my life.I ponder that thought deeply, smile and answer, "Masha of course you, Ivan and our unborn daughter mean more to me than anyone in the world."She digs deeper, "You didn't answer the entire question."I continue, "Yes, you are more important than my anger toward Glen, but that fucker still needs to pay. What he's done is.