He reclined face down on the bed, adopting my favorite position.
Vicky didn't feel very well and asked if I could help her.
I told him that the best thing to do was to give him an enema...
As when I was little... She smiled, as her fingers began to slide the cotton stocking down her thighs.
I was ecstatic gazing at his rounded and delicate buttocks.
Her restless fingers separated that wonder and then her tight opening opened like a flower. I asked if she wanted to use vaseline.
Vicky let out a laugh, despite the discomfort she felt in her stomach and said that her lovely little hole was used to feeling things thicker than the tip of a simple enema.
I insisted, telling him I didn't want to provoke pain in him.
I lubricated my fingers with vaseline and started inserting one to widen that narrow entrance. Then the biggest one also entered. Vicky sighed.
I got excited while looking at that already prepared enema out of the corner of my eye.
She began to moan and twist her slender body.
My fingers were still working at full steam, while she began to howl with pleasure, trying to escape her destiny of being a slut.
He ended up screaming at the top of her lungs like a madwoman.
My fingers came out victorious, satisfied with the achieved dilation.
Vicky looked at me over her rounded shoulder.
It doesn't hurt anymore... She sighed...
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