kneel down to her shit

Author: gfunkh
Word count: 7130
I met Sister Wei on Renmin South Road. At that time, my desire to eat gold was so strong that it made me dizzy. And Sister Wei was sitting on the stage at Renmin South Road. The door was open, and I saw her at a glance. At that time, Sister Wei tied her hair all back, she looked very energetic and sexy, and of course she was very young (she looked about 20 years old). She was wearing shorts, showing beautiful and well-proportioned legs, and she was wearing a pair of sandals on her feet. So I went in immediately and went straight to her. Only then did I realize that Sister Wei not only has provocative and charming eyes, but also has a very magnetic voice when speaking. She negotiated the price with me in this magnetic voice (still 100) and she led me towards the gun room. Since I only wanted her gold at the time, and several previous experiences told me that many ladies were unwilling to do this or did not have ready-made ones, I stopped halfway and asked her vaguely: “Miss, I… I want to buy your poop… If you have it, can you sell it to me? I won’t do that.” I was panicked, afraid that she would flatly refuse. Unexpectedly, after Sister Wei heard this, she smiled lightly and said, “Oh, I know you, you have been here last time.” I will soon understand that it must be the ice girl who told her about my buying her poop last time. Then, Sister Wei frowned, and said to me: “I don’t know if it’s available now, anyway, I’ll give it a try.” This made me very happy, because she was the most beautiful lady I had ever met who was willing to be gold (at least I thought so at the time). She was simply a beauty. How wonderful it would be if I could eat her poop! Soon, Sister Wei and I entered the house. She took advantage of the opportunity to find a black plastic bag, took off her shorts, and squatted on it for convenience. At this time, I watched from a distance of more than 1 meter in front of her (it seemed that she didn’t allow me to watch from behind, after all, I was not used to doing this for the first time). Within a minute, I heard the sound of Sister Wei’s poop continuously falling on the bag (no fart). An such beautiful and sexy fascinating girl just solve the stool in front of me, and it seems that I don’t care about my existence at all. It seems to be thinking “Oh, there are people who are willing to eat my stools, eat it if you want to eat, pull it out for you.” I think this is a cold feeling, and this kind of cold is exactly what I need. In addition to stimuli, I gave me an additional reward, although she didn’t realize it, but I silently agreed at that moment. I quietly supported the ground and waited, for fear of missing every detail. Because Sister Wei’s body covered the part where she pooped, I couldn’t see the whole process clearly, and I didn’t know how much she pooped. But I could see that Sister Wei frowned slightly during the whole process, looking very hard and suffering, and probably pulled a lot. After less than half a minute, Sister WeiInadvertently said: “Oh, I ate a little too much yesterday, so I stretched a little too much today.” The tone seemed to be apologetic and disdainful. And this was a blessing for me, because I couldn’t imagine that I would eat all the poop of the beautiful sister in front of me in one go. I had never encountered such a situation before (generally, in order to meet my requirements, they did not defecate normally, so they pooped very little). According to my inference, Sister Wei was also in a panic at the time, so my arrival was very timely, and of course it was even more so for me. In less than a minute, Sister Wei not only satisfied her physiological excretion needs as a human being, but also settled the RMB she needed as a young lady. And for me, a person who can’t sleep, eat, or eat because of the gold of a beautiful woman, and can’t think about studying, this is undoubtedly a great reward from heaven. In order to wait for this moment, I did not know how many similar dreams, watched many similar movies, and even slipped into the women’s bathroom n times to steal. I really feel like I’m dreaming. But I was still not satisfied, so I couldn’t help but asked, “Miss, can you let me lick your ass clean after you finish pulling? I’ll just add money, can I add 50 more?” Sister Wei smiled and refused me, saying she was embarrassed. I didn’t force it anymore. Before the call was finished, Sister Wei’s phone rang suddenly, so while she was calling, she usually answered her call, and even more ignored me beside me. I waited quietly and listened, and a few minutes later, Sister Wei finished answering the phone, and it seemed that she was almost finished at this time. So I took a piece of paper and wiped the area underneath, and got up. At this time, I hurried over and saw Sister Wei’s sacred object, a large yellow and thick strip, a little brown, with some small ones beside it, lying quietly in the bag. It was also at that time that I smelled the faint smell. It was not very strong (because it was not obvious in my memory), but it was a very authentic smell of natural healthy gold. I knew that Sister Wei was standing aside watching me squatting on the ground admiring her defecation, but I had no way of understanding her state of mind at that time, maybe there was a little bit of surprise, a little bit of curiosity, a little bit of indifference, and a little bit of contempt. As for me, there is only endless excitement, and my heart is beating wildly to the extreme. After I tied up my pockets, I didn’t forget to ask for her cell phone number (after all, it’s not easy to meet such a lady). She gave it to me very cheerfully, and asked me to call her “Xiao Wei” (Sister Wei was called later). I also told her the name of my toilet slave, and told her that I wanted to call her “Master”. Over time, she would associate these two words with what I looked like, regardless of the other. Then, whenever I see her, or whenever she thinks of me, the word “toilet slave” comes to mind. Of course, I am also the effect I want to get. Carrying the plastic bag containing Sister Wei’s gold, it felt very heavy and heavy, and I thought about how to enjoy such a rich and hard-won meal when I go back. When passing by a cake shop, I resolutely walked inGo, because I need a spoon and a container. After walking around the store for a long time, I took a bucket of boxed ice cream called Yangyan or something feminine (with a spoon). The cashiers are two young PLMMs