SpiderSpock — 7 years ago(January 07, 2019 01:26 AM)

The idea of a scat always interested me after seeing 4GirlsFingerpaint.
Met this lady last night at a bar in East Alabama. She chain-smoked smoked Camel cigarettes and could down Stag just like the bros.
She had a strong southern-accent, deep yet helium-induced from years of smoking. She was about 300 lbs.
She wore creased Faded Glory creased jeans she got from Wal-mart Supercenter that were too tight, the fat from her hairy belly hung over the top, causing them to fold downward.
She wasn't the type I go for, but she started hitting on me and told me she likes to pass gas on men. I was interested.
Too make a long story short, went back to her place. She took her clothes off. She had massive amounts of cottage cheese dimples on her large buttocks. Her legs were decorated in vericose veins. They looked like a Google Map image of Russia.
She had this nasty green toenail fungus underneath her toenails. Her pinky toenail on her left toe was missing.
She apologized to me if her breath stank; she has periodontal disease, and had to have one of her teeth pulled because of it. I told her it was fine.
She threw my down on the bed, and told me she wanted my face to be her toilet paper. She sat on my face with her behemoth beauty and let out a loud, monstrous fart.
This was no ordinary fart. This could cause a wildfire. This was like the fart of a blacksmith from Georgia who likes White Castle named Carl.
I loved the smell. It smelled like the puss out of a sebaceous cyst that's been there for 20 years.
She told me she was out of toilet paper and would have to use my face and hair. I looked her asshole, and saw her prairie doggin' and BAM, in an instant, the feces flaw out into my eyes, and up my nostrils.
I was so aroused.
She smeared the feces around my face and neck using her butt cheek muscles.
Then she proceeded to vomit all over my stomach, then she kneeled down and lapped it up with her tongue.
Will see her again.