The waves of mental relief washed over me like a tsunami washing away my fear of her permanent removal from my sphere of influence and close personal ...mentoring. I had this gut-wrenching concern that she would be so transformed by the manipulations of the phony wolf in sheep's clothing that she would be forever ruined for joyful merging of our kindred spirits. I watched her panty-clad bottom bouncing on the bed scarcely hiding her youthful buttocks and wondered if her pussy mound was already. .The Madam bent over and spread her full perfect butt cheeks...her hairy anus protruded slightly and as I wrapped my mouth around her thick, bulbous waste portal...she let out a sigh and farted. Her inner gas forced my cheeks out as it blew in, and the long nasty sounding breakwind was wet with shit cream.I sucked out the creamy shit and gulped it down, and some of it dripped from my chin as I consumed it. The odor was wilting as her fart continued...and very shortly a thick log of fresh shit. As we chatted it became quite apparent she was interested in a little somethin' somethin'. I was already horny as hell and ready to go. We started kissing and making out. She started sucking on my fingers, I always wondered if she could taste the hot blondes pussy juices. Mary was a cute little number, all of 5' great rack, kind of a flat ass, brunette but all was good. We kept grinding and drinking for a while, she had my attention for sure. She said lets get out of here and she dragged. Her slippers made the lower part of both legs and ass standing out, projecting her ass. “What are you doing here?” she asked arrogantly. I replied, “Oh, humm… Mrs. Carmen… I just wished to apologize…this mishap…” She interrupted harshly and cruelly, “How did you know I lived here?”“Hun, your address was printed in your package tag and a receipt you left in the plane. I just want to give this package to you,” I said with trembling hands. I handed over the paint, which she held. I noticed how her.