I looked forward to feeling it press against my face. Her pussy had a light amount of soft hairs covering it. Indian sex She wore a tight black dress, which she slipped over her head. The taste was strong, heavy earth tones invading my taste buds. I felt a burst of hot air blow into my mouth, immediately filling my senses with the overwhelming smell and taste of shit. But, if that were really true, then why was I so turned on? Her asshole quivered against my tongue. I had just drank my sister’s piss and ate her nasty shit. She pulled up her miniskirt and prepared to leave, but at the last second, she turned around and said, “you know, you could’ve ate my shit faster. “There’s something to remember me by, loser.” She spoke so coolly, as if what she did was totally normal. Her asshole quivered against my tongue. My erection bobbed along with my heartbeat. I wished I never came here.
