She felt the force squish its melting chocolatey way between her toes, kissing the little webs and massaging the pads as she wriggled and squirmed the...m around in the squelching mess. A torrid orgasm fired its way from the very tips of her chocolatey toes, rushing and tonguing its way, through her foot and up her leg to punch her clitoris with a tidal wave of Nutella-induced ecstasy. She cried out, grabbing her now-dripping pussy and grinding against her smeared fingers, lost in the delicious. It’s like chewing cardboard. All I can think about is you. Can they see me trembling? I feel wound like a spring to near breaking point. I can’t wait for this to be over, but I can’t leave. What if I did and you didn’t follow me? I think I would die. It feels like the longest night of my life, but eventually people start to say their goodbyes. I get out my phone and call an Uber. I’m so nervous I can barely remember my address. But you say: “Hey, that’s near me - want to share?” and my heart. ? ?Damn right you will!? said Nathan. ?Well I guess you might as well finish what you?ve started, if it will help you feel better.? ?Thanks Dad,? said Megan gratefully. ?These panties seem to be able to hold quite a lot.? Nathan?s hair stood on end. ?No details, please!? he exclaimed. ?I don?t want to hear it.? Megan smiled despite herself, then her face took on a look of concentration as she resumed pushing. The poo that was now emerging was firm, smooth, and not too wide, and feeling it slide. NowKim was really racing on the panic highway. She hadfingered herself a lot and was fingered by a lot of herboyfriends, especially on the case she claimed she wanteda second orgasm but in fact she didn't have one duringsex because her partner was inexperienced or came tofast. But she had never been licked. Not one of herboyfriends ever licked her pussy. Even though they allwanted blowjobs (she was famous for her blowjobs), no onewanted to lick her or have a 69, no matter how much shebegged..