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“Kiss my farthole,” she grunted, “kiss it real good.”
I was like an automaton by now, and my nose pressed inward, buried in her rear crevasse. Within a short time the Madam appeared, wearing tight, white short shorts and a yellow sweater. Indian porn video I was still rabid with lust…and my nameless meal had only enflamed my needs. I had developed a powerful fetish in this regard, somewhat like that aquired for limburger cheese or other foods similar in aromatic funkyness. The Madam lightly hosed my head and face and then my whole body as I knelt and waited. She looked down into my eyes as she rubbed her swampy slit all over my face. The wardens enjoyed this greatly, assuring me they had all walked throughout the entire complex without shoes that day. One by one the women shoved their unwashed feet in my face and I continued to eat the smelly substance trapped between their