But I could feel weakness in her voice.A part of unsatisfied woman wanted me to continue. I was still dead drunk and my right hand cupped her breast a...s she wriggled in my embrace. I fondled Anita’s breasts, grabbing at her soft flesh with my fingers and running my thumbs over her nipples. I then bent down and sucked her nipples into my mouth, gently nibbling on each one with my teeth. “Ohhhhhh, Bhaiya, you are turning me into a slut your touch has started a fire in my body oooo bhagwan. I want. He laughed.“Do you have something to drink?” I asked.“Yeah, alcohol or no?” he asked.“Whichever.” I smiled.We sat and bullshitted for about an hour.“What time do you have to leave?” he asked.“Whenever, I don’t have a set time to be there.” I said.He nodded.“Give me a tour.” I said after he handed me a glass of wine.“Ok”I followed him into the stainless steel, granite countertop kitchen.“This is where I do all my microwave cooking.” He said.He showed me his office, with all his LSU and Alabama. “I’ve never touched one before though.”“Look sweetie, I…”She moved her hand in one swift motion, sliding it under the waistband of my shorts, and grabbed my meat with her delicate little hand. “Can I touch yours?” She asked while grasping the shaft, and at the same time shifting her weight so her moistening pussy rubbed against my bare thigh.I groaned out load at this. She moved her hand up and down the best she could under the restraint of my waistband, then stopped. She rolled up on top of. This had nothing to do with her enema, it was just sexy to look at. Gave me a lovely view of her pussy. God, that woman had a fine looking cunt.I filled the enema bag with a mild soap and water solution and hung the bag from the curtain rod. I slowly inserted the tip end of the hose in her ass hole. Then I took it out and put it back in several times. Again, not really a part of giving her an enema, but sexy as all fuck.I adjusted the clip valve on the hose to let her enema water slowly flow.