When allowed it’s habitual daily masturbations now were accompanied by it eating its own shit more and more often until this habit unleashed a total...craving lust to eat turds and shit. Every time thereafter each solo shit-eating jack-off session alone or eating shit from men in the park, each time it’s shit-hunger mounted in greater amounts till it was digesting whole turds. It was eating its own shit in public johns. Looking at toiletbowls transfixed led to it’s licking shit off the rim and. Her green toy left no room for nothing else to enter. She ran her fingertip along the tightly stretched cunt skin, marveling on how thin it was. Tracing lower, she felt her asshole bulge from the package in her cunt. Wanting, no...needing more, she gripped the cucumber with her toned muscled and slid off the counter. Each step worked the vegetable around in her canal. The tight skin pulled and tugged her hugely swollen and bright red clit. Desperate for more pressure to enhance the intense. The house was large with a twenty foot square bedroom downstairs and four near equally sized bedrooms upstairs. I had chosen to sleep in the second story southwestern bedroom my first year at the property. It had two windows facing west and two facing south. Gentle summer rains, with all windows opened wide, sang a siren’s songs of c***dhood memories to me as I fell off to sleep with the pitter patter of rain drops on that old tin roof. Though it was of 1800’s vintage, it was a good house and. I'm not strong enough to be happy without you, so don't worry, we'll work something out."I must have been the right thing to say, because she smiled like a super-nova and kissed me as passionately as she had ever kissed me. Then she saw the clock."Oh God! Come on!" She grabbed a coat and slipped it on as she did the same with her shoes. The house keys went in her pocket and we scurried out of the front door and ran to the bottom of the drive. I looked at my watch 9:54, I showed it to her and.