I washed his face, his hair, his chest all the way down to his cock and balls, his back and crack. I knew he reached the breaking point and would become my permanent humiliation partner. XXX I let it run to reach a comfortable temperature, took my wife’s enema bucket and hung it from the showerhead in such a way so it was right under it and filled with water. I am going to do all the work for you, son!” and turned the water on. I could still feel his excitement and orgasmic vibe. I am sure he could only gulp a few ounces but that is better than nothing. First, the arch then the heel.
