Zoe looked at the bag and saw that nearly half of the soapy water was gone. She raised the bag a bit with one hand to keep the flow moving, and used her other hand to rub in circles over Barbara's abdomen. Zoe tried to be careful, her hand widened its circle and one of her fingers just slightly brushed against Barbara's left breast, and, moving again in its circle came down the rib cage to a point just above the hairline of her crotch. Zoe did this several times, then changed motion, and moved her hand from side to side just below the rib cage.

Barbara had closed her eyes for a short time, resting in the glow of the feelings she was experiencing with her enema and massage. ‘Her hands are incredible," said Barbara to herself. ’She is truly turning me on. My pussy is soaking wet. I hope she doesn't stop.'

Seeing the dampness growing at Barbara's mound, Zoe decided to take a small chance. In her next circle (She was now alternating between circles and right-left motions, Zoe moved slightly lower, grazing Barbara's wet hairline. As she did so, Barbara let out a low moan.

“That feels so good,” said Barbara, a bit breathy. “I love your rubbing. Please keep it up,” she added.

“Happy to, if it feels good for you,” responded Zoe. Now, Zoe moved her circle rubbing a bit faster, and each time just grazing the hairline. On her second circle, Barbara moved her legs slightly apart, giving Zoe a clue that rubbing lower was all right, and moaning a bit as Zoe's hand approached her crotch.

Finally, Barbara could take it no longer. She was feeling the rapid rise of a powerful orgasm.

“Oh, Zoe, that feels so goood,” said Barbara, almost breathless. “Please, rub a bit lower. It feels wonderful.” Moving her right leg even further away, it was an open invitation to Zoe.

Zoe, looking at the enema bag, now nearly empty, raised it high, and said, ”Almost done now Barbara. here comes the last of it." As Zoe finished raising the red bag, she circled Barbara's abdomen again, this time going further down than before, and cupped Barbara's mound, rubbing it gently.

“Is this what you want Barbara dear?” Zoe asked.

“Oh, Yeesss,” came the reply. “Rub harder, rub harder.”

Zoe massaged Barbara's mound even harder now, rubbing her finger up and down the now very wet slit, feeling for Barbara's clit in its sheath.

“Oh, my God,” Barbara moaned, “This feels sooo good.” Barbara's hips began to puck a bit. Seeing that the bag was empty, Zoe closed off the clip and dropped the bag on the bed. Then, she took hold of the hose near the nozzle, and started to push it in and out of Barbara's ass while massaging her clit with her other hand.

Barbara looked over at Zoe and saw the large wet spot on Zoe's crotch as moisture seeped out from Zoe's pussy.

“You deserve something too,” said Barbara weakly, as she extended her hand over to Zoe, reached inside the scrubs she was wearing, and soon both women were in the throes of massive orgasm waves.

“God you are good,” said Zoe. “Rub right there,” she added as Barbara found Zoe's clit. “You are amazing,” continued Zoe, as yet another massive orgasm hit her with Barbara's fingers pistoning in and out of Zoe's pussy.

Finally, the , sensations began to subside, and Zoe fell over Barbara onto the bed, still holding onto the enema tube.

Barbara spoke first, “That was one hell of an enema. Never, in all my life has one affected me that way.”

“I'm glad you gave me a part with those nimble fingers of yours,” responded Zoe. “My pussy will feel them for weeks. Loved every moment.” Zoe adjusted herself on her right side toward Barbara, bent over a bit to get closer, and kissed her as she finished speaking,

Barbara, in turn, reached over with her arm, encircled Zoe, and pulled her into an tight embrace.

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