“Yes, you. Is there anyone else around?” he asked sarcastic in his thick Spanish accent. “No, Jason just left. It’s just me,” Naomi said wit... a cautious smile. “Come here.” He motioned for her to come forward. Naomi took a few hesitant steps closer, really curious about what he was doing here so late and, most importantly, what he wanted from her. As she approached she saw that the prep counter was scattered with mixing bowls, pots, and pans. She also noticed a really delicate and sweet aroma. Pushing it out was like vomiting, except, strangely, not asbad. My change into this woman's shithole must have messed with my senses,because I found myself enjoying the taste of her log as more slid out ofme. It was a weirdly sexual feeling too, like cumming but with my wholebody, ejaculating feces. Just as I pinched off the first log, more wascoming behind it; this one had some undigested corn hulls, probably fromsome corn dog or tamale judgging from the flavor. As that one landed inthe bowl. Cody looked down at my skirt with a lust-filled look. "Can I pull down your skirt, Lexsie?" Cody asked, he was such a gentleman. "I'd be insulted if you didn't." I laughed. Cody pulled my skirt down to find out that I wasn't wearing any panties. Cody got down onto his knees and placed his fingers on my pussy. He slighly rubbed my shaven pussy lips. "God Cody, stop teasing me!" I ordered. "You have been teasing me all my life." He snapped back at me. After he said that, his tongue went. It was abuse but he really loved it, so in his eyes, it was not. Which is why he was not surprised that at the first meeting after bingo; she asked if he would like to extend their sessions to role-playing. Rocking up at the agreed time, Dorothy greeted him with a lovely smile and dressed usually in simple smock dress and without a bra highlighted her matronly bosom. Looking at her whilst they enjoyed a cup of tea, Philip had a stirring in his trousers when she mentioned role-playing. ‘Philip,.