A few of the men started to encourage me to shit; ‘shit fuck holes’, ‘yeah shit out that cum you filthy whore’, ‘come on show us what a cum ...umpster that filthy shit hole of yours is whore’. Well that’s all it took I’m afraid and I did it, I pushed out a long, brown shit covered with huge dollops of fresh cum. The smelly beast coiled up underneath my hovering ass while all the men called me more names and degraded me even further for shitting in front of them. Then I heard some of them put. He had a habit of making eye contact with me when we talked, and at times he would look at me and smile. I had the distinct impression that he wanted to kiss me. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, so I would quickly look away and keep talking. I just didn’t trust myself to keep staring into those gorgeous eyes of his. And speaking of obstacles, showers were extremely frustrating for me. Johnny always waited for me to go shower so he could tag along. So there we would be, in the shower. My face leaned forward and a kiss greeted her pussy.I bit the folds of her clit, my fingers rummaging through her insides.She was moaning and dripping at the same time. We switched sides as she got on the bed while I sat on the floor, my tongue still exploring the deep contours of her vagina.My pants could no longer contain my throbbing cock and I pulled it out.I got on top of her, smacking her pretty face with my cock. She seemed to like it, as she smiled with every stroke.I pried open her. He was in full-blown ecstasy, and I was loving it. We watched some tv and then he left. I got into my bed and had one of the best orgasms because it was such a sexy moment. Colt and I started hanging out three to four times a week, where I would just practice on him. He knew the deal and was more than a willing participant. We did that for years, I would go to his place or he’d come to mine and I would just suck his dick. In fact, we were so brazen or possibly voyeuristic that while his.