Enemas Don't Lie

Tara Lynn sits in the exam room clutching her stomach, cramps twisting through her gut. She can’t focus. Nurse Lorelei orders her out of her clothes and bends her over the table. The first enema nozzle slides in deep. Warm fluid floods her ass, stretching her open. Lorelei pushes a second finger in beside it, then three, twisting and scissoring until Tara’s hole gapes around her knuckles. Tara moans through clenched teeth, trying to hold everything in. The nurse finally pulls the nozzle free, spanks her for fidgeting, and sends her back to class with her hole still twitching. Professor Davis hears her story, smirks, and cancels the test on the spot. He bends her over his desk, works four fingers straight into her already loosened ass, then fists her hard, wrist-deep, until she’s panting and drooling on the wood. Close-ups catch every wet stretch, every sloppy pull-out, every time her ring refuses to close. She fingers herself in the empty classroom afterward, spreading her cheeks for the camera, showing just how wide he left her.