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jonbman96
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Date Posted: Monday, August 13, 2012, 09:17: pm
The time I got caught (sort of)
On day when I was in 7th grade (springtime I think since I was in shorts), I thought I was home alone. So naturally I was going to use our enema bulb. I went to the upstairs bathroom and got out the bulb and put it on the sink. For some reason, I went to my bedroom.
I soon heard "Jon! whats this thing doing out?" Damn I though, moms home. She came to my home holding the bulb.
Again she said, "whats this doing out?" I don't know I replied. "do you know this is for?" Yeah I said. "you want me to use this on you" I smirked and said "yeah"
You stay in your room until I tell you to leave. She left
kinda mad.
Soon I heard her call me. "Jon, get down here this instant." To make this short, I went down and soon found myself in the small bathroom--towel over a chair and the enema stuff ready.
Soon I lay over the towel with my shorts and underpants around my ankles followed by mom giving it to me. I did enjoy it.
After I relieved myself, Mom came in and asked me if I was done. I was commanded to lay back down over the chair followed by another enema -- never happened before. After I was done, mom never said a thing.
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