The woman looked so forward to her daughter's bowel movements that her cunt would start to flow long before the young girl arrived home. Each day Gret...hen would dream up some new way of feeding her mother the shit that she made, and each day the teenager became more and more obsessed with her human toilet. Katrina noticed that her daughter was spending much more time at home and loved the new relationship that had developed.When Friday morning arrived Gretchen came into the kitchen while her. Gentle pushes as his head works its way in. I rocked back and forth for him to push more in me.Kevin took my rocking as an initiative and pushed himself further in, then slid most of the way back out. I was crying for him to fuck me harder. “Slow fucking is the best, until I’ve worked your ass to accept all of me,” he said. I rocked more and more until Kevin was balls deep in me. Kevin then worked his way to be standing over me and is now sliding with ease in and out of my ass. I began to. He had sent us pictures of his cock in action, but seeing it for real is different. A 9” cock is huge. Nik leaned forward and began to tug at his briefs. I could see the lust in her face. She was rubbing her face against his bulge as she pulled the waistband down to reveal his thick black cock. Nik didn't hesitate as she wrapped her hand around it and lowered her mouth right on to the head First she kissed it a little. Marcus responded by making it twitch. Nik moaned as she opened wide to take. “I really can’t.”“Oh, come on,” Dean coaxed. “You love cake.”“I really don’t feel like it,” she protested but he was looking expectantly past her. And it was too late, far too late; everything was happening in sick, slow motion and the waiters were bringing out a birthday cake with goddamn candles and everyone was looking at her and singing and the rest of the restaurant was staring and she tried to look surprised and pleased but all she wanted was to escape.It was torture. Her face felt frozen.