Don't Go Into The Woods Part 3 The Arrival

But as bad as the smell was at first after awhile his poop smell faded and the taste of his spunk took over.

“Swallow girl,” he instructed.

As I swallowed I felt his slime passing from my tongue over my tonsils and falling over the back of my throat.

“Was it good?”

“Yes Sir,” I answered politely.

He pulled the toilet paper to wipe his ass several times and then the roll was empty.

“Girl, there’s not enough toilet paper. Isn’t maintaining this bathroom your job?”

“Yes Sir,” I replied.

“Well then I guess your tongue will have to be the extra toilet paper I need. Isn’t that right?”

My eyes opened wide like a deer in the headlights. I didn’t answer. I was so sickened.

“First for being insolent and not answering I’m going to give you a spanking later. Second, answer me,” he said with a very authoritative voice.

Almost crying I answered, “Yes Sir.”

“Are you answering that your tongue is a wet wipe bitch?”

“Yes Sir,” I answered with my least assured and most diminutive voice.

He got up; all three hundred pounds of fat with gray and black body hair and turned around with his ass in my ass.

“Now clean my asshole and make sure you do a great job or I’ll have you eat my shit in the toilet.”

The next minutes were disgusting as I licked his bum. At lease the toilet paper had run out after he had wiped pretty clean. I didn’t know that when I began licking but still it was a vomit inducing moment.

“Don’t you dare vomit girl or you’ll lick that up too,” he said.

I held back the choke in me. He reached back and grabbed my head pulling me into his ass. “Lick in the hole.”

Finally it was over and we exited the bathroom. A few of the men were hanging around.

One of them was looking at me and asked, “Hey is that shit on your nose?”