Enema phone sex was this recent guy I had been fuckings favorite part of foreplay. It got me cleared out and ready for him to do nasty things to my body.
He absolutely loved starting by giving me enemas before he ate my ass. He’d fill me up with warm, soapy water until I was about to burst, and then he’d let me go to the bathroom just a little bit so I could clean myself off. But as soon as I stood up, he’d shove that enema nozzle back in and force me to take in even more. He’d laugh as he watched my face contort in discomfort and pleasure, and then he’d tie me to the bed with silk scarves he kept hidden underneath.
Once I was all set up, he’d start rimming me like there was no tomorrow. He’d lick and nibble at my asshole, making me squirm and moan with delight. He’d slip a finger inside me, curling it just right to hit my G-spot while he worked his tongue around my rim. And then he’d push it in deeper, stretching me out until I thought his tongue was fucking my ass and I couldn’t take it anymore.
When he was finally satisfied that I was nice and loose, he’d climb on top of me and slide his cock into my pussy. He was huge, and it hurt at first, but I loved the way he filled me up. He’d pound away at me, grunting and groaning as he fucked me senseless. And then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he’d pull out and spray his hot cum all over my stomach. He loved seeing me covered in his jizz, and he’d always tell me how much he loved my pretty little tummy. And then, he’d get down on his knees and start eating me out again, lapping up every last drop of his cum.