She tasted amazing, like chicken and popcorn. We did it doggy style and took some more laxatives. She shat all over my lap as I fucked her up the ass,...groping her greasy, p*o covered titties.I sensed I was going to do some more solid poos, so I laid her down on the floor and dropped a couple of logs on her face. She told me she was proud of me and fingered herself whilst I dipped my cock in and out of her mouth. We swapped ends and I licked her pussy, using one of my shits as a dildo. She. I was living that pancake. This is amazing. Without even realizing it, we end up with the grand prize, though I probably would have continued living that pancake if you didn't open my eyes and my mind. You thank me, yet I am the one who is most thankful. It's strange, as in the face of death you have given me a life, and I love this life I'm living. Now we've filled our bellies, let's go home and fill everything else." Home, my love ... to love ... for love ... for I am in love with the most. Celia is wearing a business-like dark greentrouser suit, with a rust-coloured silk blouse, open-necked, and heels. Wecontinue to chat for a few minutes while the waitress brings over a menuand a jug of iced water. I discover to my surprise that Celia is themanageress of the hotel, and that the man I have taken to be thereceptionist is her husband who, in fact, originally owned the propertywhich they now share. The second unlikely couple I have encountered withina few days. They seemingly. Perhaps partly because I would be. Then I froze, unable to help myself. Her chest was definitely a little more hairy...and a little flatter. Her tits didn't stretch her costume as much as they had and it looked looser."M....mistress..." I gulped, pointing towards her chest, "Your chest..." What is it?" she snarled, hitting me with the whip again before finally looking down to see what I was so interested in. Then she was the one who gasped in surprise. "What the fuck is this?" She grabbed at.