Explanations had to be given as to why a particular selection was made. After finishing the last of the shit salad, we eventually that Wendy's shit wa... the most aromatic. Barbara's shit was the firmest. Pamela suggested that Rita's shit pudding was the tastiest because you could drink it right down.It was entree time. 3 large industrial sized cooking pots were brought into the room. Everybody would have to empty their bowels completely. The fucking horse had just dropped a large load on the. .." Travis mumbled in response, making Miss Vivien roll hereyes."Quit frontin', kid. Once my roses are on you, that's it. You're minenow," she said with a smirk. She raised her beam rapier, and with aseries of precise slashes, Travis found himself buck naked in front ofher. He let out the closest thing he could to a growl as she picked upthe picture from the front of his PWLBJ t-shirt, showing the threeheroines in a dynamic pose."What's this? Oh gawd, you're wunna them weabs, are ya?" she asked. She loved them for killing Elena, like the modest cunt she was. She loved them for ruining her old life and for starting her new.The darkness of her vision filled with the face of Jack. Piercing blue eyes, jet black hair. Refined jaw. He was looking through her - through her soul. She could feel him transforming her with these cocks - with these men who came for the pleasure she offered.“Thank you, Jack.”“Thank you, what?” said the vision.“Thank you, Sir. I’m so sorry Sir.”“Say it louder,” he. Erin groaned with the sudden sharp pain, but it did not last long enough to give her any difficulties. She paused for only a moment or two before continuing to push her pussy down over my cock.Erin eased herself down as she explored new territory. Finally, she was down as far as she could go and was resting against my pubes. Unfortunately, in this position, I was not able to bump her clit with my pubic bone, so that was something else to surprise Erin with the next time we fucked. Erin held her.