Rita Patel: first-rate Indian slattern part two

It is unshaven and her blonde pubes are wet with sweat. My lips close on her anus, tongue pushing against her chocolate hole. She grinds her crotch into my face, moaning and panting, and I can smell the strong sex stink from her fat pink cunt. I am about to finger her anus when she suddenly goes rigid. ‘Me need poo poo!’ she cries. ‘What the fuck are you on about!’ ‘I need to poo poo. Fuck I’m desperate!’ Pauline makes a growling noise. Her anus dilates slightly, and then she emits a deep and sustained fart. My face is so close to her bumhole that I feel the hot gas against my face. I greedily inhale. The smell is a luxurious combination of juicy syrup, cigar smoke, fish and rotting eggs. It is so astonishingly sexual that I immediately try to push my cock into her cunt but I stop myself when I see her anus expand and contract, piss spurting out. I start to panic, wondering what Yvonne will think if she sees what’s happening, but I’m powerless as Pauline groans and strains and pushes out a length of glistening shit. It plops into the pool of piss on the sun sex tape lounger and then the mental bastard farts again before another creamy string of shit emerges from her body, hanging from her ass before her anus contracts, snipping it off. I think I hear her say, ‘Please don’t tell my mummy,’ when she reaches back and puts a finger into her asshole. Then she groans again, pulls out her finger and thick, coffee coloured liquid floods out. The extreme smell of eggy gas is too much even for me and I vomit on her feet. casting Seconds later Pauline is laughing hysterically and rolls off the lounger. Hoping she’s fully evacuated her bowels, and wondering how fucking bad her diet must be, I spot a hosepipe. I turn the tap and friend aim the jet at the lounger blasting the shit and puke. Pauline seems oblivious, saying I’m a bad man hoe for making her sad. The dumb bitch is seriously winding me up and I aim the pipe at her face, then between her open legs targeting her twat. Unfortunately most of her shit has landed on cutie her tummy and in her hair. Her legs are in the air, cunt lips spread. She’s emitting a high pitched scream like she’s having an orgasm. And then I hear another female voice behind me. I spin round, and see Yvonne holding a can of Kronenbourg and a fag, yelling ‘What the fuck!’ And wow, she looks incredible wearing a cheetah print bra, pink dot mesh panties, a sheer kimono and six inch ‘bunny tail’ stilettos. Her hair is still damp, but she’s made the effort to put it in a bun, sodden tresses dangling down. And then I realise her daughter is naked and coated in liquid excrement, wanking and wailing like a shrew and I have lost control of my wilting penis and powerful hose. Yvonne I walk back into the living room and pull the headphones off my daughter’s head. ‘Fuck off mum I was listening to that!’ Since Dwayne left I’ve put up with many insults from the mongrel child he left me to rear, but this is too serious. ‘You listen to me Pauline, we have a massive fucking problem. Your dad has fucked us over and stopped paying the bloody car instalments. And they’ve sent someone round to take our Nissan LEAF.’ ‘No fucking way, daddy would never do that!’ He says sex tape friend juicy that his girlfreind really likes it when he uses it on her and he knows i will like it as much as she does. I held my two infant daughters in my arms. Moments later she was doing just that. and i have a bit of bling that will go well with your out fit, come inside, it was fantastic ,like a mansion, she led me into her bedroom, i was so busy gazing around i didn't feel her hands on me untill i felt her breath in my ear. “Yes, yes, use me!” she gasped. I thought to hell with that and started to pull the cover off. Still massaging my balls with his left hand and jacking my cock with his right. I couldn’t get enough of her body. It was this delicious treat to enjoy. I hesitated....then my brother got up, walked over to me and pulled me by the arm across to the sofa. Reaching under her, I undid her pants and pulled both them and her underwear off in one fell swoop. I am just going cutie to surprise her with a load of cum. He then walked over hoe and made a call to some friends. “Jenn, do you . . . I was jumping on my bare feet now, trying to keep my mind off my burning ass. The football sized silicon monster ball is not moving much due to the casting slap. Then I remembered he'd been even worse before that. A bold stroke through my pussy lips. “Every day. And the more she thought of that the more she wanted to finish him before the fingers inside of her sent her over the edge.