This beauty is ready. Completely full. I need to unload myself just right now. And you… beg me for it. Tell me how much you want to be feeden. Tell me how much you want to eat my fresh stinky shit. And trust me is will be smelly like hell. You can’t even imagine what kind of smell is that… you can’t resist. You lose control. Show me you’re worth it. Are you ready for my shit? Are you ready for that holly meal?
