Then I kept seeing shit flowing everywhere. When I finally found a clean stall the toilet itself was overflowing with turds everywhere!I awoke with a... k** sitting next to me poking me with a tootsie role. ("Keep that up k** and I'll hurl on ya!")Then everything faded to black again . . .The metal table was cold against my skin. My hands and feet were tied up and I was wearing a blindfold. All around me I heard voices and the sound of people unfurling something they held in their hands.That's. Exposing her other tit upon disposing her robe, I licked and sucked and gently bit the protrusion on her heaving left bosom. Her heightened moans clear evidence of her arousal. My tongue began its sojourn down her body. Licking inside her belly button made her squirm. As I drew nearer to her cunt, the intoxicating smells of her essence overwhelmed me. Wendy’s pussy lips were large inviting folds of joy, waiting for whatever lucky man would get to suck on it. I was thrilled to be partaking. “…Ok. Thanks. The cab will be here in a few minutes. I ordered it for a few blocks over where traffic isn’t so heavy.” He said with an erasable smile that made me want to kiss him right then and there.We walked up the stairs and onto the busy street and when we rounded the corner, I was surprised at how vacant it was. We walked along making small talk. I learned that his name was Jay and I told him that my name was Monica. We walked until we came to one of the sets of descending stairs. As. Fiona became aroused as she pictured a female hand descending on her unprotected buttocks with a sharp slap which left, briefly, a pink imprint on her ass. Fiona stopped loading the washing machine for a moment and slid her hand under her short, red skirt and down the front of her black panties. She was not surprised to feel moistness between her pussy lips and gradually eased them apart to find the nub of her clitoris poking out of its hood. With delicious pleasure, Fiona, with vivid images in.