" He noticed a curious expression come to my face and said, "I'll explain everything when we get there." I rose from the couch to get dressed for the ...arty when he said, "No, I want you dressed just as you are." I'm sure you can imagine my curiosity as to what type of special evening he had planned for me. Again he took me by the hand and this time he led me to his car. Once we were in his car he took a thick blindfold out of his glove box, covered my eyes and secured it around my head. He. I had nice pair of tits, a little bigger than mid-size, nice round ass, sexy curvy figure all over, but I had never had the time for myself, I was always busy at work, My teenage son Billy was going to school by then, but unlike boys his age, he was big in size, tall, broad shoulders, and athlete body, he was working out in the health club all the times.My son was out with his friends attending a party at a farm owned by the father of one of his friends, it was getting late, he wasn’t answering. Faggot blurted out about how it had fallen in love with a giant turd it’d seen in a public toilet that morning. Master this time began punch fist-fucking my hole, barking out shit-gulping directions and shit smearing faggot’s face and genitals in between stuffing my own filth back into my mouth even as I confessed my urges to be his sewer. Its deepest obsessions with shit surfaced in full-bloom displayed right in front of Shit Master as I ate my own dump off the floor. I felt a rush of heated. “I’m very religious,” I told her“Oh, what religion do you belong to?” she asked, intensely curious.“I consider myself Buddhist.”“How did that come about?” she asked intrigued.“As a child I began remembering past lives. One of those lives was as a direct disciple of the Buddha. What I remembered from his teaching, has affected my life ever since. It’s why I’m compelled to do as much as I can for as many people as I can.”“That’s fascinating, have you ever talked about this with anyone.