As one, the three older ladies turned to stare at Jess, whose cheeks had turned the colour of beetroot. I think I saw a speculum in that holdall and I know I definitely saw a funnel in the kitchen. Anal sex He’d become so used to his anal channel being filled to bursting point over the last hour, the vibrations loosening his bowels uncontrollably. The shape of the butt plug was, of course, conical – thinner at one end (this was the end deep inside his rectum) widening towards the other (this was the end just inside his anal opening), with a ridge running around the perimeter to hold it in place. “We wouldn’t want him to go off the boil, would we?”
“Anyway,” she continued, “I couldn’t find a bowl, so we’re going to have to think of something else to collect our pee in.”
As she said this, Lorraine slid the dildo from Kim’s arse once more, once again his anal muscle remaining wide open. “She could transfer it mouthful by mouthful.”
“How about it, young ‘un?” Sally asked. “She’s done nothing wrong!”
“Oh but my dear Jess,” Sally said with an
