It grows within

Day 2 of my pregnancy was a blur of repeated enemas. Some “ regular” some “special “ several were 4 or more quarts of hot, warm and cool water. Each was prepared and delivered on an hourly basis. Filling after filling, expelling after expelling the child seemed to enjoy the **** I was experiencing. Every fucking bag full made me orgasm. Load after load that drained from my cock and balls seemed to make room for my child. The night was no different bags after bags load after load ...it grew and grew ...