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Under Her Thumb

... before she manages to relax enough to piss. I feel a few drops of piss dripping onto my tongue, followed by a thin trickle. Soon, the trickle thickens to a stream that makes her cuntlips flutter against the inside of my mouth. I know she is holding back as hard as she can, allowing me to swallow her without difficulty. It takes her two minutes to empty her bladder into my mouth. A single squirt finishes the job. Ms. Pennington lifts her ass and I proceed to lick her cunt clean. One down, one to go. When I’m done, Ms. Pennington tilts her hips forward and her ass cheeks slide along both sides of my face until her asshole is touching my lips. I lock my lips onto her shitter as she has taught me. I brace myself for her discharge. I am anxious to do a good job on her, as I do not want a repetition of this morning’s events. Ms. Pennington’s asshole is pumping between my lips while she is grunting above me, but nothing happens. After a while, a thin fart sputters into my mouth, but that is all. The toilet bowl creaks as Ms. Saunders gets to her feet. ‘Lift your ass. I want to see how he eats your turds.’ Ms. Pennington lifts her ass off my face, careful to keep it aligned with my mouth. ‘You haven’t started?’ ‘No, but it’s coming. Any second now.’ Ms. Pennington’s asshole has swollen to a large purple blob of shiny flesh. She moans and grunts while she pushes with all her strength. Suddenly, a small oblong ball of shit shoots from her asshole straight to the back of my throat. I ...

... almost choke on it, but manage to pull it back into my mouth. It is small enough to let it pass whole, but I chew on it for a while before I swallow it for Ms. Saunders’ sake. ‘That’s it?’ ‘I-I’m sorry, Ms. Saunders. I went late last night on Mr. Peterson and I didn’t go this morning as I usually do, to save it for his training. It seems it hasn’t come down yet. I could try again in a little while if you like.’ ‘No, I don’t have time for that. Remember you’re coming with me this afternoon. We’re going to the cabin by the lake and we’re leaving early. We’ll be spending the weekend there, so we’ll need to pack a few things.’ ‘Yes, Ms. Saunders.’ Ms. Pennington sits her ass down on my face, crushing my nose. ‘OK, I guess I’ll just have to take a chance, then. I really need to shit now.’ I hear the rustling of clothes, and then Ms. Pennington steps off me. Ms. Saunders straddles my head. She is naked from the waist down. Her skirt and briefs are in a heap beside my head. Her enormous ass looms high above my face. The fat flesh of her ass cheeks is packed close together and wobbles as she adjusts her position above me. She has her back turned towards me. ‘You’re cleaning my ass if I get shit-dipped, you hear? And you’re eating anything he drops or can’t handle.’ Ms. Pennington doesn’t answer. I imagine she can’t be too happy with the proposition. It is clear her faith in me is not too great. ‘Did you hear what I said?’ ‘Yes, Ms. Saunders.’ ‘Good.’ Ms. Saunders’ ass comes plunging ...