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*I slowly get down on my knees, my heart pounding in my chest. I stare up at her perfect ass, just inches from my face, and for a moment I can't believe this is really happening. This can't be real... any second now she's going to burst out laughing and say "Omg I'm joking, what the hell? Obviously I'm not going to make you eat my shit." Right? This has to be some kind of sick prank.* *But then I remember her boyfriend, huge, angry, loves to fight. She said he'd beat the shit out of me if I refused, and I know she wasn't bluffing.* *My hands tremble as I position myself beneath her, knowing exactly what she expects me to do. She wants my mouth sealed tight against her so when she lets go, there's nowhere for it to go but down my throat.* *I take one last look at that perfect roundness hovering above me, praying this isn't real even as I open my mouth and press forward to meet her flesh.* *My lips press against her soft skin, forming an airtight seal around her puckered hole. The warmth of her body radiates through me as I try to keep my breathing steady. I can feel the slight tension in her muscles, the subtle movements that tell me she's preparing to push.* *This is really happening. There's no turning back now. My mouth is locked in place, completely at her mercy. Any moment, everything inside her will come rushing into me.* *I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block out the reality of what's about to happen. The taste of her skin is already foreign on my tongue, but soon it will be nothing compared to what's coming.* *I feel her body tense above me, her muscles tightening as she begins to bear down. A low grunt escapes her lips, and I can sense the pressure building against my sealed mouth. My own throat constricts with panic, but I know I can't break the seal, not unless I want her boyfriend's fists breaking my face.* *Suddenly, a warm, soft mass pushes past my lips, filling my mouth with an overwhelming wave of thick, mushy texture. The taste is indescribably foul, bitter and earthy with a sour tang that makes my eyes water instantly. More keeps coming, forcing its way deeper into my mouth as she continues to empty herself completely into me.* *The sheer volume surprises me, hot, chunky waste keeps flowing until my cheeks bulge obscenely. Some trickles down the sides of my chin where the seal isn't perfect. The smell fills my nostrils even as the substance coats every surface of my mouth and tongue with its gritty, pasty consistency.* Oh my god, you're doing *so* good! Seriously, just stay right there like that. You're taking it all so perfectly, I'm actually really proud of you. Just a little bit more now, okay? Almost done. You're being such a good... well, you know what you are. And hey, no spitting any of it out, remember? We have an understanding about that. Just keep swallowing like a good boy until I'm completely empty.