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<h1>Another Midnight Ride</h1>
<h5>By Dave Russell</h5>
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<p>Listen, hosefans, and you shall hear</p>
<p>Of the well-greased tube up Paula’s rear.</p>
<p>Paula met Bob, and both married young,</p>
<p>But neither yet knew the joys of the bung.</p>
<p>A honeymoon brief, then a cottage so cute</p>
<p>Where Bob porked Paula, his bride such a beaut.</p>
<p>Once every dawn, at noon and then night</p>
<p>Bob couldn’t believe Paula’s hole was so tight.</p>
<p>Weekends a thrill, a marathon of screwing</p>
<p>Every Friday Paula realized something was brewing.</p>
<p>Bob had his books, his games and his toys –</p>
<p>“Honest,” said Paula, “boys will be boys.”</p>
<p>Then one holiday, she snoozed like a mouse</p>
<p>When Bob unpacked an ancient Penthouse:</p>
<p>Letters to Xavier, oozing with kink</p>
<p>Caught Bob’s eye, and he started to think.</p>
<p>Then Paula awoke, and saw Bob with the mag</p>
<p>Fearing his interest in nookie might someday lag</p>
<p>She asked him “what’s up?” – “and not just your dick.”</p>
<p>Hoping her hubby had one more bedroom trick.</p>
<p>“Oh Paula,” he answered, “a book about screwing:</p>
<p>Where we read what other couples are doing.”</p>
<p>He flipped the page, to a letter from Maine</p>
<p>About a young bride, who developed a pain.</p>
<p>Her doctor suggested she might have a block</p>
<p>She needed to flush, before she could fock.</p>
<p>On his advice, a red bag she soon bought,</p>
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<p>Where at drugstore the nozzle and hose she had sought.</p>
<p>The red rubber gear her hubby soon found,</p>
<p>As he greased up his finger and tickled her mound.</p>
<p>“What’s all this?” he asked with a straight face –</p>
<p>“Oh hubby, my dear, my guts are off pace,</p>
<p>I’m all full of poop, and need help to grunt</p>
<p>Before you again taste my sweet cunt.”</p>
<p>A strike-out he feared, and his dick then did sag,</p>
<p>Until she asked, “would you mind holding my enema bag?”</p>
<p>This gentle lass got down on her knees,</p>
<p>Chin on the floor, and ass in the breeze.</p>
<p>The bag he held up, bulging and red</p>
<p>And the tube in her butt so gently he fed.</p>
<p>Open the clamp, let the water flow in</p>
<p>As his face was now spread with a lecherous grin.</p>
<p>The letter went on about the two quarts she took,</p>
<p>Whilst at her moistening twat he got a good look.</p>
<p>“Enough,” she cried out, “I can’t hold any more!”</p>
<p>And her guy had visions of pussy galore.</p>
<p>And old pail he found under the sink,</p>
<p>Which he held near her hole, all rosy and pink.</p>
<p>“Give a big push, my honey so sweet,”</p>
<p>Her man uttered, while stroking his meat.</p>
<p>A squirt, a plop, then a real gush</p>
<p>As the wife spewed forth with a full bowel push.</p>
<p>Out it all came, brown water and poop,</p>
<p>A big load of grunt with her enema goop.</p>
<p>She sighed, she moaned, she spouted,</p>
<p>While hubby’s huge schwantz fully pouted.</p>
<p>One final turd, she finished her expulsion</p>
<p>(I hope these details don’t engender revulsion).</p>
<p>Hubby wiped off her tail, and cornholed her again,</p>
<p>A favorite obsession of most horny men.</p>
<p>He emptied the pail, and she washed off her twat</p>
<p>And a full day of screwing now thickened the plot.</p>
<p>“Well, dear bride, please don’t think I’m a louse</p>
<p>For reading these tales in this ancient Penthouse–</p>
<p>Having heard her long story, “Now what do you think?”</p>
<p>“Oh husband of mine, it’s right under the sink.”</p>
<p>This blushing young bride got down from the bed</p>
<p>And hubby took in what she had just said.</p>
<p>She slipped off her gown, all naked and young</p>
<p>“Perhaps it’s time you flushed out my bung.”</p>
<p>Before you knew it, it was enema time</p>
<p>Now that they’re married, hardly a crime.</p>
<p>He got out the gear, all rubber and red</p>
<p>Knowing what awaited them back in their bed.</p>
<p>Paula was hesitant, not sure of her capacity</p>
<p>So asked Bob – she trusted his veracity.</p>
<p>“One quart or two? – oh I sound like a nag?</p>
<p>Said Bob, “one if by bulb and two if by bag.”</p>
<p>The bag got her vote, he filled it up full</p>
<p>And his swollen pecker received a cute pull.</p>
<p>Paula got hosed out, just like in the letter</p>
<p>She said, “with this enema I never felt better.”</p>
<p>In the tub she did squat, all set to unfurl</p>
<p>The kind of details not found in “The Pearl.”</p>
<p>The enema worked, her brown load shot out</p>
<p>And Bob rubbed his tummy: “now I think it’s my bout.”</p>
<p>So Paula took over, filled up the bag</p>
<p>If Bob were a puppy his tail would now wag.</p>
<p>She filled up his bum with enema lukewarm –</p>
<p>As the kids used to do, down on the farm.</p>
<p>Bob got his enema, and soon emptied his load</p>
<p>And Paula’s clit, my how it had growed!</p>
<p>They showered together, all soapy and wet</p>
<p>Bob now thinking some poontang to get.</p>
<p>They dried off together and fell into bed</p>
<p>And recalled more joys from being just wed.</p>
<p>From this day forth, the enema bag</p>
<p>Hung from the shower like a great flag</p>
<p>And twice weekly now, the neighbors can hear</p>
<p>Bob slide the slick tube up Paula’s rear!</p>
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