We would soon have enemas to release. In the meantime, I listened while Sheryl and Megan continued their conversation. I knew that my cock was staying partially erect from the nature of the conversation but would soon slide out of Sheryl in just a few minutes more. For the moment, though, I was going to enjoy the sensations of warmth with my cock inside her and the pleasant fullness of the enema inside me.

Although it held on for as long as it could, my cock did slowly slide out of Sheryl. There was what almost seemed like a gush of my cum pouring out of her. I could feel it running around and over my balls and down my crack to where the enema nozzle was still inserted in my anus and rectum. Sheryl was laying on top of me quite lightly and stayed there for several minutes.

"You're so good to me," she said quietly. And then she raised up and swung her leg over me so that she could stand up. Without saying anything, she lifted the bag off the hook and held the empty bag with her left hand and held the nozzle in place with her right while she walked away to the bathroom. I admired how she looked. Now, maybe more than then, I wonder if there is any more erotic sight than that.

I carefully rolled over on my side and then to my knees so that I could also stand up. Although my cock had gotten flaccid enough to slide out of Sheryl, it hadn't completely softened and retracted and some of the cum I had shot into Sheryl was forming droplets to drip off the end of my cock. Megan was sitting on her knees watching me get up.

"Want a taste before I head to the bathroom," I asked Megan. She nodded, leaned forward, and took my balls and cock into her mouth and gently sucked me into her mouth. The suction action lengthened me and started to get me hard again. It felt really good. The most erotic part of it, though, was knowing that she was sucking my cock that had just cum inside her mom. The thought of her sucking combination of my cum and her mom's pussy juices was such a turn-on since I already knew what the combination tasted like.

I wanted to stand there and have Megan keep sucking my cock but the enema within me was reminding me that I seriously needed to go and release it (or at least part of it).

"I'll be back for more, " I said and then took the enema bag with me to the bathroom. The bathroom door was partially closed. I pushed it open and found Sheryl was sitting on the toilet seat releasing her enema when I walked in. We hadn't arranged this ahead of time (though we had discussed it), so my walking-in was probably a surprise. Sheryl saw my erection and commented on my being ready again. I told her that her daughter had been sucking on my cock before I came into the bathroom. Sheryl offered to pick up where Megan had left off. I left the door open and I stepped up to the toilet between her legs where she took my cock into her mouth. I hung the enema bag on one of the towel bars to free my hands and then gently grasped the back of Sheryl's head to "guide" her in sucking my cock.

The pressure inside my colon was coming in waves and I was struggling to hold the enema within me. I finally released her head and told Sheryl that I needed her place on the toilet to relieve the pressure (and distress) that the enema was creating. She withdrew my cock from her mouth and told me that she wasn't done yet. I told her that I only needed to release part of my enema and that she could have the seat back after that. She gathered some toilet paper and did a quick wipe before dropping the toilet paper into the toilet. She got up and flushed the toilet. I noticed that while the water in the toilet bowl was tinted brown and wasn't completely clear, it indicated that part of what she had released was mostly clear as a result of her previous enemas.

She stepped aside and I flipped the toilet seat up to sit on the porcelain toilet bowl. I pulled the nozzle out of my ass and spun around to sit on the toilet. As soon as I was sitting down, there was a huge gush of enema water spraying out of my ass. The release and relief of pressure was exquisite. Sheryl didn't leave. Instead, she watched me lean back as the second gush occurred and then reached down with her hands to stroke my erect cock.

As it turned out, the act of standing (and rubbing my cock) caused some of the remainder of Sheryl's enema to move "towards the exit" and in a couple of minutes she told me that we needed to switch places. I did a quick wipe with toilet paper, flushed the toilet, and invited Sheryl to sit down again, this time on the porcelain and not the seat. I told her to sit as far forward as she could on the bowl while still being able to release the enema into the bowl.

"Now lean back, close your eyes, spread your legs and enjoy the release," I said. As she did, I took a folded towel and placed it on the floor in front of the toilet. I was gently rubbing her abdomen just below her navel. I didn't know whether she was aware of the angle change with my hand as I got on my knees between her legs. However, I didn't say a word. Those wet labia lips of her pussy were right there in front of me with a slow dribble of my cum leaking out of her.

I don't think she knew I was in that position from her next reaction. As she relaxed her anal muscles and I could hear her releasing the enema, I brought my mouth and my tongue directly to the center of those folds to gather her juices and mine on my tongue and into my mouth. I say that because she suddenly sat up (which increased her expulsion) and was startled by the sensation of my mouth being there. I told her to lean back, relax, and enjoy the sensations. She was concerned about her position on the toilet bowl and I assured her that she was fine. She leaned back and I continued to lick Sheryl's pussy (clean) while she released much of her enema. She couldn't release during orgasms, but could between them. And now that she knew I was there between her legs, I could reach up and give her breasts and nipples a gentle squeeze to add to the sensations.

Somewhere in the midst of this, Megan came to look in the bathroom. She was apparently watching us through the open door from outside the bathroom because she could see me on my knees between her legs, could watch my hands as I squeezed her breasts and nipples, and hear the sounds of ecstasy that her mom was making while sitting on the toilet releasing her enema. But she didn't say a word or step into our vision.

I told Sheryl that we needed to switch positions. Wipe, flush, switch. This time, though, after I sat down, she got down on her knees and sucked my cock while I finished releasing my enemas. She played with my balls which were laying on the front rim of the toilet bowl and I could feel the awesome buildup to another orgasm.

"Keep doing that. You're going to make me cum," I said. It wasn't a rapid, vigorous sucking that she was applying to my cock. But whatever she was doing to the top surface of the head of my cock was sensational. My enema was held up inside me as I got closer to orgasm. And then,

"OH, SHERYL! HERE I CUM!" And with that, I started spurting another load of cum, this time into her mouth as she engulfed my cock. She took every bit of what I shot out of my cock over the next minute or so, and swallowed most of it. When my contractions subsided, and after releasing the enema liquid that had been held up by my orgasm, I leaned forward and holding each other's head, we shared a deep French kiss where I could taste the remnants of my cum in her mouth.

There was back and forth small talk where we agreed that we were so good to each other. Megan finally said something (sarcastically?) about our mutual admiration society. It was then she revealed that she had been watching us and that she couldn't unsee what we had been doing, something that she certainly hadn't imagined as part of enemas.

"Don't knock it 'til you try it," I replied.

When we were finally done with our enemas, it was well past sunset and the bright sun of the late evening through the west facing windows had been replaced by the late dusk over the Utah desert and the lights on the valley floor west of the city. A quick check of the kitchen area indicated that everything that needed to be put away had been. We left the enema equipment downstairs and retired upstairs to the master bedroom area.

We got a quick shower (together) to clean up for the rest of out evening activities. Once we were showered, we retired to Sheryl's bed where we continued our sexual play. It was largely a repeat of what we had done and shared over the weekend at the other hotel (oral, vaginal, and anal sex), this time without condoms. We were "ready for a break" sometime late in the evening, in time to turn on "The Johnny Carson Show." After watching TV, all snuggled up together (Dudley Moore and Richard Pryor were guests on that show), Megan got up and headed to her bedroom (one of the perks of being in her own home). Sheryl and I made love again before we drifted off to sleep together in her bed.

I was gently awakened shortly after 3:00 AM by Sheryl. I had been sleeping quite soundly and I didn't realize it when I awoke, but Megan was feeling horny and had come into her mother's bedroom to see if I could take care of that for/with her. Although they were feeling and playing with me, I was still sleeping pretty soundly as they got my cock hard and erect. Sheryl sent Megan back to her room and told her that she's send me to her. So, when I awoke from what seemed like a dream state, Sheryl was awake and gently stroking me. I could see her sort of leaning over top me and smiling in the dim light in her bedroom.

It was quite a pleasant way to awake with her again.

"Megan needs you," Sheryl said to me. I wasn't totally awake so it wasn't quite registering what she was trying to tell me. "I've had you all week. Why don't you go down to her bedroom and spend some time with her." I heard the words but they still weren't registering completely

"She's waiting for you, lover boy," Sheryl said. "I'll see you later this morning."

Now, it was beginning to register. I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom off the master bedroom. The water from the enemas was still being removed by my kidneys and provided a significant degree of fullness to my bladder. After emptying my bladder, I came back Sheryl and asked "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I told her that I'd send you to her. She's waiting for you. We'll have more time together...."

Sheryl and I kissed and she hugged me as we did. I told her to hold that thought before I left the bedroom and walked down the hallway to where Megan's bedroom was. The door was open and I stepped through the threshold towards her bed. I could make out her outline under the covers from the little bit of ambient light coming through the window dressings. Megan could see that I had arrived and she raised the covers nearest to me. I slipped into her bed and under the covers.

"You mom said that you need me?" I said/asked.

"YES! Get in here!" Megan said. By "in here" she meant getting my cock inside her pussy as she oriented herself and guided me into position. "I need that big cock of yours inside me!" There was no foreplay and I slid my cock into her quite easily. Of course, it helped that she was wet and horny, in addition to the presence of my cum inside her from our earlier sexual play. She drew her legs up around my hips as I slid into her and as I pressed all the way in, she was cumming and bucking underneath me. She was pretty noisy about it, too with her bedroom door open (but I figured that was the point...to let her mom know that I had "arrived" and she, too, was enjoying the pleasure of having my cock inside her.

Over the next hour, or so, I wholly ravaged both of Megan's Holy holes. We flipped over so that she was on top of me when I came inside her pussy and then used my cock as a plug until I softened quite a bit. She slipped me out of her, turned around to present her cum-dripping pussy to my mouth. She went to work getting me hard again as she cleaned my cock and I cleaned her pussy. When I was hard again, she lubricated my cock (again with cooking oil) and slipped my cock into her ass as she rode me. She rubbed her clitoris and occasionally her breasts as she rode me and I would squeeze and suck her breasts and nipples to promote her orgasms while I was deeply in her ass. She rode me and rode me and rode me, changing angles for how and where I filled her rectum. I finally came again in her ass and she laid down on me while my cock plugged her ass.

As I softened and began to slowly slide out of her ass, Megan asked if she could turn around and feel my tongue in her ass as my cum drained out of it.

"Of course," I said. When my cock finally slid out of her ass, Megan turned herself around, positioned herself over my mouth and lowered herself down to feel my tongue running around the outer muscles and pressing through the center of her anus as far as I could press it into her. I had to position my hands at her hips to keep her from pressing down too hard on my face. In the meantime, Megan rubbed her clitoris and squeezed her nipples to induce more orgasms. She bent over and took my cock into her mouth to reciprocate what I was doing with her. I didn't rush her off my face and she finally lifted off, pivoted beside me on the bed, and laid down draped over and beside me.

"Better?" I asked.

"Yes," she said. "I could really get used to this." I asked what she meant (her and I, her mother and I, all three of us?). "All of it," Megan said. "You could live here with mom and we could both have you any time we want."