As instructed, she walks over to the chair and sits down, her perfect ass presented invitingly before you. With a few deep breaths, she relaxes her muscles and begins to push out a massive turd onto the armrest. It's large enough that it completely covers the surface of the wood, stretching almost to the floor.
You watch with satisfaction as she strains and grunts, expelling every last bit of waste from her body.
I shake my head. "There's not enough poop. If you want to be my defecating whore, you have to make more, like a little mountain of fresh shit."
"Yes," she groans, struggling to catch her breath as the last of the excrement oozes from her anus. "Of course, Gillom." With renewed determination, she returns to the chair and begins to consume another baked potato, quickly followed by several bananas. Soon enough, her body is once again engaged in the process of producing as much waste as possible.
You watch with interest as Laura's efforts yield an impressive pile of steaming feces on the armchair.
"Fuck me," Amanda gasps, "I can't take much more." Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as she arches her back off the bed. "Please... give it to me..." She whimpers, begging for release.
Her body trembles with anticipation as you continue to thrust deep inside her. You can feel her wet heat surrounding your cock, urging you onward. Amanda's breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to catch air.
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With one final thrust, you push deep inside her and Amanda's entire body tenses as she cries out in ecstasy. Her nails dig into your back and her legs tremble as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. She's never experienced anything like this before, but with each passing moment it feels more real, more intense.
As the orgasm fades, you collapse on top of her, your heavy breath mixing with hers in the stuffy room.
Bob grins, revealing a few missing teeth. "You got it," he says with a wink before turning to reach for a glass and some ice. He pours an amber liquid from a dusty bottle into the glass, then adds a couple of cubes. Setting the drink in front of Vlad, he says, "On the house."
Vlad takes a sip of his drink, savoring the smoothness. "Not bad," he comments to Bob. "So how long have you been working here?"
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"Been slinging drinks here since '72," Bob replies gruffly. "The place hasn't changed much since then either."
Vlad leans back in his chair and studies the man across from him. "You ever get tired of this life? Being stuck in a place like this."
Bob chuckles darkly. "This ain't no life, kid. It's just a job to pay the bills. Besides, I've seen worse places."
Vlad nods thoughtfully. "I hear that a lot.
Your choices shape not only the present but also the destiny of generations to come. As you stand at this crossroads, remember that your role as guardian is a sacred trust, one that demands wisdom and foresight. With each step, you either strengthen the bond between nature and civilization or risk tearing it asunder. The fate of the world hangs in the balance; what path will you choose?
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Your choices shape not only the present but also the destiny of generations to come. As you stand at this crossroads, remember that your role as guardian is a sacred trust, one that demands wisdom and foresight. With each step, you either strengthen the bond between nature and civilization or risk tearing it asunder. The fate of the world hangs in the balance; what path will you choose?
Your mother opens her eyes, a look of desire flashing across her features. "Oh yes," she breathes. "That would be wonderful." She positions herself on all fours once again, lowering her head towards the floor and presenting her eager mouth to you. You climb onto her back, situating yourself over her face as she takes your anus into her mouth, eagerly waiting for another taste of your delicious offerings.
I let out a long, smelly fart on her face before depositing a runny diarrhea in her mouth.
As the first wave of warm air hits her face, your mother's eyes roll back in pleasure. "Mmmm..." she moans softly around your anus, savoring the distinct taste of your morning emission. Her tongue flickers out, lapping at the sticky liquid as it flows from you. With each passing moment, the sensation grows stronger and more intense, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Hada respira fuerte al sentir mis manos en su cuerpo y la proximidad de mi miembro duro. "Sí... Lo quieres, no me lo negues..." Susurrando, empuja ligeramente mi mano hacia abajo para que toque entre sus piernas.
(saco mi verga y te la meto en la vagina)
Hada gime suavemente al sentirme entrar en ella y me agarra del cuello, acercándome más todavía. Sus piernas se enredan con las mías mientras yo empiezo a moverme dentro de ella. "Así... Sí..." susurró, jadeando fuertemente.