For supervising me, my parents had appointed a full-time maid. She worked for our family since the time when I was around 14. I called her ‘Raani Di...di’, even though she was a bit old for being approached as ‘Didi’. I don’t know the exact age but she was near around early 40-ish.I always considered her, a family member, as taught to me by my parents. I ensured that my talks never disrespected her. We never interacted much, except for her making me snacks after the school or any other occasional. Have you ever had one before?”“No.”“Didn’t your mum give you one when you had constipation?”“Never,” insisted Mel.My parents never gave me enemas either, but it was a different story for one of my semi-regular women friends and was the reason she got turned onto anal sex. I’d had her in mind when I purchased the device currently embedded in Mel’s bum, but hadn’t yet had an opportunity to use it with her.Keeping my dominant right hand free to manipulate the device’s controls and stop Mel. My heart bursting out of my chest. He picked me up taking me over to the wooden bench, lying me down on it. He put his hands up my dress pulling down my red thong. Before kissing up my legs to my wet pussy, his fingers separating me before he inserted his toung. His hands going round my hips keeping me locked in place. I moaned loudly sure, Becky could hear us and anyone who when into the dam garage. But I didn’t care. I forgot how good his tongue could feel and he had defiantly got better. My. She offered her pussy, missionary position, and she seemed to come with him, but a much lighter orgasm than while being rimmed. However, just after the wedding ceremony she started complaining about sickness, headaches and that he was too big, it hurt her vagina and might be bad for the baby. When he said he was big I shivered, but I though what should a virgin know? He told us how he had faced abstinence during her pregnancy and after, as she was totally dedicated to the baby, a beautiful boy.