Peeping On A Wild, Raw Fuck

“Thanks master. XXX The shit, vomit and piss mix together to form a thick pulp. Her pain became so great that she couldn’t stay still. He places the container on the floor and inserts the tube into her urinary opening. He takes a small box with a display hanging from the key. You’re just too delicately built.” He says this with a cruel joy in their pain and torment. Matt laughs and leans down to her. Her holes burned incessantly. He forces the shit straight down her throat, almost down to her stomach. “You dirty bitch, you were full to the brim with shit.”
He takes the bowl and walks to her head. She can only move her head. It’s thicker than any plug she’s had in her. Now it’s evening again.