There are nolesions or abrasions. There's some fecal caking, but that's to beexpected of someone with your condition. There's really only oneprocedure... that will give you lasting relief. I need to remove the caking,and stretch your colon. I do that with a rubber implement. It takes about10 minutes, and you'll be done," she said."Ok," I said.She reached into a drawer and removed a box. "These are one usedisposible implements," she said as she broke the seal. Stepping behindme, she put additional. ” I said.“That was ... well, definitely one of the best blow-jobs I’ve ever had.”I just sat and glared at him as he did up his pants. I continued to glare as he left the room. And when I got myself off later in bed (so that I could get to sleep - I knew I’d need a full night’s rest if I was going to be at the top of my game when I tried again tomorrow) I mentally pictured Aaron as I did, just so I could continue to glare at him.That was definitely all it was.Throughout all this, my sister and I. Maybe to be safe let me wear my bathrobe.So I wore it and came outside of my house.I thought let me walk a little more.Many in the apartment were bachelors or young family.So I felt a little safe as they won’t be awake this early in the morning.(Turns out I was wrong one day and it lead to whole other adventure ).But before I going outside my house I went to my room naked and wore a black panty and also took my small pink dildo along with me, I opened the door and locked it with my house keys. I had my heels still on and it was awkward on the futon mattress to squat over Alan's cock. He held me by my waist as he fucked my pussy. Alan was always a great fuck. That is why we were together in college. He fucked me just like I wanted. Paul sat next to us with his limp cock. Alan picked his pace and I knew he was going to get me to my big O, and he did. He did so well that I collapsed on him. However, Alan was not done. He threw me on the futon, turned my limp body doggy style and came.