Filling stuff is good. Brown smudges mar Becky’s perfect arse as more of her shit pushes through and past her cheeks. Indian XXX Filling stuff is good. Becky nods. Reaching between my legs she started mashing her shit into my pussy, it felt wrong enjoying that warm, velvety feel between my legs. Lifting the t-shirt wafted her aroma toward me. That rumbling sound? It’s a shame because people who are into it I usually don’t like and people I like usually aren’t into it. These are scrolling rapidly on the big screen to our right, and the first and most popular is ‘Is that real shit, and how bad do you stink?”
“Yes, guys, it’s real shit, I mean come on most of you know me and know I’m the real deal and as for ‘Sandie’ here you saw her in action up close and personal.”
“Yep, I upped and chucked in my first scat scene,” I admit ruefully, “to be honest, I’m new to this so bear with me guys as we learn together. Becky is the Goddess doing unspeakable filth. I barely have actual cupboards.
