When Logan and Laura came back, they were carrying a pair of IV stands. Each held a red rubber enema bag and a trailing rubber hose. The bags were huge and filled to the brim, the weight of it all making each bulge out at the sides and hang heavy from their hooks. Thick, frothy soapsuds covered the top Scandal of each bag. “We have a fun little surprise for you two,” Laura said. “Logan and I have put together two very special enemas, indian just for you. Our lovely little friends.” “Have you ever heard of Dr. Bronner?” Logan asked. “It’s a brand of Bhabhi soap. Their peppermint soap is my favorite. When it comes to enemas, it’s one of the most irritating there is. The cramping gets nasty.” Laura very carefully shook one of the bags. Everyone in the room could hear the heavy sloshing sound it Mms made. “We were following one of our usual recipes,” Laura said, “but halfway through we realized that the mix wouldn’t be intense enough. Perfectly fine for most people, but we want the best for a couple of good friends like you. That’s why we added desi more soap. A lot more. If that isn’t enough to get you feeling excited, then I don’t know what will.” But I’ll stop… But I got to ask… Did you not get along with people from Santa Barbara?” He had a completely urgent look on his face, like aliens were visiting or something. But they both enjoyed every second. Who is this? “Bitch, call him over.” Kelly prowled into the bustling aisles of the vendor’s room with a sexy sway to her hips, grapefruit-sized breasts bobbing gently with her every stride. Her teeth were bright white, her lips were shiny and her eyes were a little dilated. "Turn him back!" Teasing her flesh. The power of her God burned through her snatch. He handed it to me. The fabric seemed to glow in my hands, and just like with his shoe I wanted to rub it all over my body, I wanted to kiss it and put it in my mouth, I wanted to rub it in between my Bhabhi legs. You're dripping right now, aren't you?” “Out of the question,” Leon said firmly. I lied. A while back I had about 50 packets made up and put in my file cabinet so all I would have to do is pull one packet out of the drawer. While mom was gone, I was having the best time in the world with dad because he made sure that I had fun. You are the one I want to be with,” Ronja promised. I saw Dakota still watching a movie on the couch in the TV room. “Ooh, I have dreamed about this day for so many years. Lisa stood and extended her hand out to Scandal him, “I’m Lisa Swanson….and you?” I went over the relay race in my mind. I loved that sometimes he would creep in while I was using the restroom and he would stand in front of the toilet while I sat there and sucked his cock dry. Maybe I could catch Mr. Martin's attention. Mo hurried over to the clothes, discarding the robe along the way. Maybe... I slipped my fingers back into my pussy, indian curling them up so they brushed over my most sensitive spot. Unless you're wearing yoga pants.” “Patrick, I would like to introduce you to Heidi Longmire. Got it?” We can work through that. She stepped closer to Richard and asked again "are you any good?" I salivated as I massaged him. She said desi to herself. She wasn’t sleeping, but she also wasn’t peeking. “FUUUUCCKKKK.” “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” I answered, almost stuttering. I texted again, Then with a wicked grin and a wink he let them go. “Okay, Mr. Bascomb…if you say so.” The bar was raised and we drove through, Jonathan joining Mms us once we had parked in spots reserved for the chief and a lieutenant.