The bigamount of water flooding her intestines remained uncomfortable, luckilythere never was a trace left to tell her she needed a second enema after...she emptied herself.With her insides cleaned Marcy replaced the batteries of her plug andshoved it back in. Taking a shower was out of the question with how shecouldn't take off her corset, so instead she just washed what she couldtake off as well as those nasty boxers.Luckily she still had pink panties and stockings from another set whichwould. She runs her tongue under his shaft, licking a line along the now throbbing vein that pulses along his cock.She presses the head of his cock against her lips, sucking gently as her tongue moves around the tip. Slowly sliding her face down on him, slowly taking him into her mouth. Dave leans back, closes his eyes and feels the stress begin to wane.Her red hair sways as she bobs her head up and down along his throbbing cock. Her free hand cups his balls, gently massaging them as she sucks him. Vedant gave an excited shout and then hugged her happily.“Yahoo… I’ve kept your clothes in the bedroom. Go change and then we’ll leave.”But when Savita went into the room and looked at the tiny bikini Vedant had picked out she knew that the day was not going to be as simple as Vedant said it would be.“He wants me to wear THIS to the beach!”-“He is Bade Saheb’s brother after all; kinkiness must run in his blood.” thought Savita with a small smile as she picked up the tiny red bikini. But she. So she'd had a friend over,and some kind of emergency had come up. His mind grasped atstraws, latching onto any feeble excuse to avoid the onepossibility he really didn't want to consider. But it was still there,nagging at the back of his mind - Leslie was having an affair.He heard a gasp behind him, a soft, feminine sound. Like Leslie.He spun, and as soon as he saw her, his heart sank. Leslie stoodin the door to their bedroom, her face a mask of guilt andsurprise, holding a robe in front.