I closed my eyes to savor the moment and the taste. I chewed and swallowed some of it, and then chewed and swallowed the rest. It was a taste treat an... a dream come true. I ate every bit of the shit out of her ass.When I opened my eyes, I saw Stella standing, looking down at me. She was smiling.“You like it, huh? I thought you would when you said you wanted to clean my ass after I shit.” Then she lowered to her knees in front of me, put her hand before my head and pulled me into a long, wet. Marco enjoyed this season best. The warmth, heat and general location meant that his prey were usually very scantilly clad How he hated rumaging through layers of clothing to eat his food. After donning his usual garb, black butt hugging jeans, and a black wife beater shirt, he stepped out of his colonial estate, inhaling the scents of the n ght. He took to the sky, revelling in the wind on his face, blowing his raven hair behind him. He settled to the earth, silent as a predaroty cat. For. I told her I would show her what I can do and why I can afford to have so many wives. She held Red while I used the saddle as a shooting stand. My first shot was dead on. We watched the big bull go down. I waited about 15 minutes and a big female wandered over to where the bull had gone down. I pulled the set trigger, took my breath and fired. The second one went down."Let's go," I said. I signaled to the rest of the crew and off we went to gather in our kill. Miya said she now was sure I was. He broke the news to his sweetheart the best he could but she told him it would be fine. She had heard enough stories about this man and it bothered her the way her husband was treated.It was a Friday evening when the self-invited guest showed up, bearing no flowers or wine or anything that would reveal any manners at all. He was welcomed, or at least he got that impression, by the slender woman with long dark hair and a magnificent bosom with much cleavage on display in the lowcut blouse that.