"Mabel, can I please have a turd to eat," I said. "You sure can, honey, put your lips around my asshole and I'll push outa hot one," said Mabel. I f...lt her strain and a soft turd eased past her sphincter and into my mouth.I had to use every ounce of self-control to keep my gorge down. Ignoring thesmell, the awful taste and the sheer thought of what I was doing, I chewedand swallowed. I justified what I did by declaring that gambling had broughtme to the point of accepting another woman's shit. My design for our home was patterned on the New England farm, house and barn connected by a screened breezeway. The barn was built first, to house my toys and the race shop. The connecting tunnel was poured, and footings done for the house at the time of the crash.The bank was forced to call the construction note. We probably would have had to sell for pennies on the dollar, if my buddy Jack hadn't stepped in to rescue us. He paid a more than fair price for a garage and a roll of drawings. My. Getting stiff again from my tongue work took only a matter of seconds.Then he grabbed my hair again and spun me around, making me go down on all fours at the floor. He ran the huge cock head across my very wet slit. Afraid of the girth of this black cock that was getting ready to enter me, I pleaded almost in tears:“Please, Sir, be gentle… your cock is too big for my tight pussy…”He laughed at me and grabbed my neck, making me looking at the front. Then I felt his cockhead pushing into the open. Then another....this time on your buttock and then a third, right between your legs.Your cunt feels the hand hit again and again and then it stops on your gusset pressing hard. The hand is still on your mouth. The attacker whispers into your ear. "You will be quiet!" You do not acknowledge the speaker. The attacker strikes your cunt again and then a hand darts to your nipple through the material. The assailant feels the ring piercing through your nipple and immediately grips it hard and pulls..