The ritual began as an act of purification, a self-induced purging. It crescendoed into a morning of raunchy sexual exploration.
The morning began just like any ordinary day. Two cups of coffee, interaction with family members, a quick glance at the newspaper, farewells to those leaving for their days commitments and then the house was still and quiet. I found myself alone with the dog.
The first decision was to "not be home" to telephone rings nor knocks on the door. After securing the locks and turning off the ringer, I began the task of gathering the necessities, a towel, a pillow, a jar of Vaseline, the enema bag, and an extra container for additional water. Music seemed to be a missing element. Thumbing through the compact discs my hand found Seals & Crofts.
Somewhere between the first and second track, my mind recalled a recent evening with you. You read to me excepts from one of your findings from the Internet pertaining to enema play and pleasures. An instant replay ...
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