"Michael, what is it?" she asked apparently seeing a serious look in my eyes."There is something I haven't told you. My Dad suggested I not tell you, ...but I find it necessary," I said clearing my throat."Michael, you're worrying me ... just tell me?" I ... don't need to work," I started out by saying."I think you told me this before," she said."What I mean to say is, I have no financial reason to work. My grandfather helped design the spray-can. I earn $230 thousand dollars a year because of it.. Brad put two big pillows under my tummy and helped me relax by straightening my legs a bit. He said doing it right might take a while for me, so I should be comfortable. Having never had any anal play, I felt really vulnerable having this man and his big cock over my tight ass - but it was wonderful.Brad asked if I had used the enema, and when told him I had, he ran his tongue between my ass cheeks. He spread my legs wider, licking from my balls to the small of my back, making my asshole twitch. She was around 5’5” overweight probably about 14 stone with black hair.As I turned round from the bar she was standing there “I’m just going out for a cigarette” she said “Hang on a minutes I’ll join you”, as I got my stuff together she walked over to speak with her husband and then came back to me and said “Come on then”. We walked outside, it was sunny and warmish, as I lit up Rose said I need to sit down and I replied “follow me”.Around the back was where all the barrels were stored, as we. Inside a place that onlyher foot had been before. And now he was emptying his balls into it.Then he looked at the pics of Zack and saw the cum-drenched panties andoutline of his penis in them. Oh god. Thoughts of all she had told himabout Zack and everything else sent him into overdrive as he spilled hisload. He had to stifle his moans knowing he might be heard. When thespurts finally stopped he quickly pulled her shoe from his cock and sawthat there were puddles of his thick creamy cum all.