Immediately, my mother began to scoop it up and drink it like chocolate from a fountain. She rubbed it into her boobs and gargled it, sicked it up ont... the floor and then began to poop herself. Hers came out in long, sausage-like logs. She threw one at me and we both laughed and rolled around on the floor. The bouts of diarrhoea and poops continued for about half and hour, and during this time we were in too much agony to do much more than kiss, but once the shitting had died down, we began. The flickering fires,the torches, and the half moon in the sky,threw their light on the faces and the naked bodiesof the men and the women who gathered around me,some covered in blood, all showing their arousal,penises erect, labia open and glistening with moisture,and unexpectedly I felt a strange excitementto be at the center of their attention,to be the object of the desireof all those people, savages,but beautiful, noble and strong,and to be deemed worthy to give themfrom my own body, that. .and you get paid a lot for doing it. We figure thatunless somebody's gay, they won't see the tapes anyway." "Can't be that simple. You hafta be turned on to come,doncha?" "Well...sure. I mean it's, um, like a prick has noconscience, see? The deal is we try to put on a good show andwork each other up for the camera. Kinda like a 'you suck mineand I'll suck yours' situation." "Sure is weird, if you ask me," Lee said, still skeptical. "Yeah, it is. But I can tell you this...those gay. I began to play with her pussy as I moved in and out of her arse. Stroking her and tracing the outline of her lips, running my fingers over hers where she was playing with herself. I would rub one lip and then the other, before dragging a finger between them.Nicola’s breathing was getting faster and she was starting to rasp, her head dropped back and she closed her eyes. I could see and feel her stomach muscles twitching; this was driving me to work harder. I could feel her tensing around my.