His grunts and moans shot through the opening where his teeth left room as they dug into his arm. The heat from the Gunny’s mouth mixed with the tig...tness of the Gunny’s lips around his cock sent Justin spiraling into a world he had never known of. Darin’s fingers returned to Justin’s nipples and no sooner had he began pinching and pulling, Justin’s body began humping frantically, driving his cock in and out of Darin’s cock sealed mouth. He knew that Justin’s nipples were the sweet spot so he. With a feeling of the most profound reverence I watched as a fat moist column of dark brown shit slowly emerged inch by amazing inch from her delightfully distended anus to hang heavy and steaming directly above my wide open mouth. I studied the smoothly contoured surface of the long thick turd while enjoying its pungent aroma. My mind reeled with excitement…with the intensity and sensual intimacy of the moment. I longed to taste that magnificent turd hanging menacingly over my face. I desired. Kirsty always talked, usually without pause, so much that people were certain she was able to breath in with her feet to keep up the constant airflow out her mouth. And when she was in a bad mood, she talked even more. A silent Kirsty was a frightening new development. When I had come over to her parents’ farm, I had wondered why she didn’t even mention the bikini she was wearing, even though it was brand new. She hadn’t said five full sentences the whole time I’d been here. “Is it Brad? I. With each upward movement of his hand, I took a deep, slow breath, wanting his to push hard, to drive his hands into my crotch, to feel how damp my pussy was, to feel my engorged lips, my clit protruding from between my lips, aching for his touch. But with each pass, he slowed, pulling his hand back down. It got to be a game, in my mind, my hips almost arching, my thighs trying to spread, my cunt opening to capture his probing fingers. In reality, my hand caressed down his torso with each.