- Hello! - I leaned my cell phone up to my ear.

“Hi,” I heard Karina’s rather low, but very erotic voice.

- Hello, my joy!

- Where are you? I can barely hold back, it is about to climb out of me.

“I'm already coming,” I said at ease, although in reality I was not in a hurry. I wanted to have one hundred percent guarantee that Karina would wipe out as soon as I came, and there wouldn’t be a half an hour to groan, blushing from the strain. This happened a couple of times, at the very beginning of our meetings. Once we made a waffle cup from ice cream,

Karina scandalous over him, but from excitement she got sick. She straightened her stomach, climbed in the ass with her fingers, but all in vain. Then I went up to her, pressed his lips to hers, and we merged in a passionate kiss. Her sphincter relaxed and at the same second a huge sausage feces came out of her asshole. Karina just gasped, and I caught her shit by substituting a waffle cup. I have never tasted such a wonderful chocolate ice cream.

“I don’t know why I had this kind of constipation, it feels like I gave birth only through my ass,” Karina confessed to me after.

“I'm waiting,” Karina interrupted my memories, “I was literally bursting with feces.” I had eaten at dinner and immediately wanted to go to the toilet, but I still endure. It seems I'm about to crap.

I was not particularly afraid of this, because I knew perfectly well that Karina would endure to the last, waiting for me.

“I’m already at the entrance, I’m going up now,” I said, and pressed the End button. Rising up in the elevator, I once again thought that I find it a bit strange that such a young, beautiful girl like Karina loves all sorts of games with her own shit.

(The fact that I am immensely excited by her quirks, for some reason did not seem strange to me).

Plump, but not fat at all, Karina had wide hips and a large, elastic chest. Brown eyes were slightly slanting, apparently, one of the ancestors of Karina was Asian. The picture was complemented by thick, blond hair. Looking at her, no one could have imagined what we have been doing for almost a year now, since we met at a birthday party with a common friend.

Then, after the party, I drove Karina home, on the way, talking to her about all sorts of things. Karina asked me all kinds of trivial questions, demanding that I answer them reasonably. Some answers caused her loud laughter, Karina was drunk and laughed heartily, throwing her head back.

Of course, in the finale of our journey, I was invited to visit, and to refuse in such a situation would be extremely stupid, because we both understood that I was not going to see Karina for tea.

Just before sex, Karina asked me if I wanted her with or without gravy. I, not knowing what she meant, said that I wanted her with a sauce, soberly reasoning that it was more delicious with a sauce.

And so, at the very climax, Karina suddenly strained herself and deafeningly bled, doused me with a hot brown stream of diarrhea. I froze, aware of what had happened, when suddenly such an overwhelming excitement seized me that I almost lost my mind. The diarrhea ran down Karina's thighs, filling the air with an unbearable stench, which, however, only aroused me. My dick was like a rock! Like a spear! The orgasm that followed was unique! It’s not like me. We lay close to each other. Karina was breathing heavily, licking her dry lips. Beads of sweat gleamed on her forehead like tiny pearls. Her nostrils trembled, catching the smell of her own feces.

As Karina herself explained later, she had long wanted to try to bring games with feces into sexual relationships, but she could not find a suitable partner. She chose me on the basis of my answers to the questions asked to me on the road. These questions, as it turned out, were a kind of test that I passed.

Karinka was a big hooligan.Sometimes, while sitting in the toilet, she called me on her mobile when I sat in a meeting and began to groan, moan, and push down the phone. Sometimes she even managed to ring out pretty loudly. This beast knew perfectly well that I was excited by the sounds that it makes when it is erased. She liked to represent me, sitting at the table in front of the chief, with a serious business look and standing up a member.

* * *

“I hope she is ready,” I thought, pressing the bell button.

Karina was wearing a pink robe wide-open and cream-colored pumps.

I noticed that she usually walks barefoot or in slippers around the house, but during shit-games she always wears shoes. With her right hand, Karina tucked up her ass.

Smacking my beloved cheek, I began to take off my shoes.

- And here? - Karina pulled her finger out of the ass, turned her back on me and leaned over.

I immediately pressed my lips to her anus, feeling how tense the muscles holding the pressure of the poop. Folding my tongue in a boat, I tried to shove Karina through his ass, but she abruptly pulled back, straightening.

- Ay! - she giggled. - So while it is impossible: crap. Why are you so late? - Karina began to chant, - I almost managed it, really. Oh, what got me so unraveled, you can imagine, from the very lunchtime, I'm getting sucked. I had time to have a little fun: lay down on the sofa, stroking the belly with one hand, and pulling the other “kitten”. Eyes closed and imagine how relieved you are. We get dirty in shit from head to toe and you have me, cruelly and violently. Mmm! ... - Karina closed her eyes dreamily.

Meanwhile, I took off my shoes and walked into the room, in the middle of which stood a table covered with a huge piece of polyethylene — Karina had already prepared a springboard for our entertainment.

I quickly undressed. The last one tore off his watch, watching Karina, throwing off her robe, climb onto the table.

- What do you want? She asked, rubbing the crotch with her hand.

“Rain first,” I said, laying my back on the table.

Karina giggled and flared over my head. For a second, it became quiet, then a slight shiver ran through her body and a hard amber jet hit my mouth. Karina always wrote copiously, a powerful jet of dark yellow color instantly filled my mouth. I began to swallow hot, bitter-salty moisture, feeling how incredible excitement rolls on me, covering me like a storm wave. My dick immediately strained, arguing an overwhelming desire to seize Karina right now.

Gradually, the flow of urine weakened, Karina dried up, and now she needed to make an effort to pour out every last drop.

- Let's not be so strange today. - She asked, having finished gushing.

- As you want. But you're not going to shit in the toilet.

- Of course not! - Karina smiled. - Since I had to endure for a long time today, I want to do it to the last. Bring me to a state where I can not stand Seranu.

Usually, Karina’s orgasm was very violent: she screamed loudly, dug nails into my back and, of course, did not control her reflexes. Therefore, it was not difficult to guess that by the way, she would be treated, finally freeing an incredible amount of feces accumulated in her intestines.

“I offer the 69 pose,” I said, “my language is at your service.”

- Mmmm! - Karina clearly liked this idea. She climbed on me, putting her rounded tail under my nose.

At that very moment, I felt her taking my risen member with her hand and running the tip of her tongue over it, licking it like a candy of Chupa-Chups. I parted Karinina sponge, immersing the tongue between the wet petals. Karina continues to lick my dick, slightly raising his hand. My tongue begins to move into her vagina, causing Karina to moan languidly. The sour taste of the vagina turns me on and I increase the pace, trying to push my tongue as deep as possible. Wielding my tongue, I finally grope Karina's swollen clitoris. With the very tip of the tongue, I begin to massage it, straining my tongue so that it is as hard as possible. Karina's lustful moans become louder and more desperate, she breathes heavily, wheezing and puffing.I continue to lick with the maximum speed at which only possible. Karina's groans are becoming more common, until finally they turn into a continuous mooing, a spasm rolls over her body, Karina’s ass rises, preparing to give out the first batch of fragrant, brown chests.

- Not! No, I will not let you go! - Karina is trying to contain the pressure, but the moment is lost. The tip of a thick, coffee-colored poop is shown from its anus. Realizing that shit does not hold back, Karina suddenly begins to push hard, pushing feces out. I barely manage to get my mouth to her ass. To keep Karina’s clitoris from being bored, I press him with my index finger and start massaging, bringing Karina to ecstasy.

- BUT! BUT! I shit! Sru, Karina groans.

My mouth instantly fills with feces, I gently slap Karina on the pope with my free hand, in our games this means that Karina needs to take a break and stop shit for a few seconds. But Karina no longer thinks of excitement. Twisting from the pulsing waves of ecstasy, she moos, not wanting to let my dick stand out of my mouth. I do not have time to chew bitter brown mass, as the hole Karinina ass expands and the new "sausage" begins to crawl out. New turd is smooth, as if made of chocolate cream. I grab her hand and begin to smear on Karinina ass. At this point, her orgasm reaches its climax. Karina moans frantically, jerking off my dick and sucking on her head, tightly clasping her lips. Her shit-soaked ass is pulled back, clinging to my cheek.

At this moment, I also finish. A jet of hot sperm beats Karine in her mouth, she immediately sucks her in, swallowing several times in a row. My body is somehow sweet cramped, I feel that Karina is my destiny, only with her it is so inexpressibly good to me!

* * *

We are lying with Karina on the table, huddling closely together. Karina is breathing heavily, recovering from a contracted orgasmic madness.

At this point, I am one hundred percent sure of one thing: I’ll stop respecting myself if I don’t make an offer to Karina. I hope she will respond to me in return ...