Then it was back on her table, perhaps on my back this time with my feet hoisted high above me, and she forced a hot, soapy large volume enema into my... bowels, between 3 and 6 litres of it! She devilishly used one of her custom-made nozzles, which was thick and long and the shape of a penis. The huge red rubber enema bag was hung very high for this operation, just as the Victorians discovered worked so well for recalcitrant children. At this point I was begging for mercy but she continued. She. I ran my finger up and down my slit, feeling and spreading the moisture around a bit. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of my finger. I wanted your cock to fill me. I was entirely too aroused to even think about sleep now, but waking you up obviously wasn't an option. I got up and retrieved my toy from its spot in the bathroom, and returned to my chair. As I waited for the computer to start, I again began to stroke my slit. I listened closely to make sure you were. They went home and packed for the trip up north. It was almost dusk before they left. Back in the car Jack noticed the erection that thinking about the previous evenings activities had given him. He felt at his cock through his jeans and cast a sideways glance at Jill. She was still asleep and her skirt had risen up where she had slumped down into her seat. He gazed at her long legs which had fallen slightly apart. Fuck, he was feeling horny. Looking back at the road he extended his left arm. "Have a good time Debbie." He whispered into her ear before he walked silently from the room.He went round to his own house just next door to find his old friend waiting for him."She's all ready for you." he told him calmly."Excellent Groves." The jolly looking man spoke with a quiet gentle voice that always took everyone by surprise.Debbie lay in the darkness whimpering occasionally as her vibrating clitoris drove her to another little orgasm.She didn't hear the back door, didn't know how long.