“I know you cannot resist me now and must do a suction with your lips on my anus,” she moaned, “suck my asshole very hard, my fart inhaling dunce…here is something special for you…a fart that is not lost in the wind…but one that you must eat.”
She tensed her abdomen noticably, and her large bulbous anal opening pushed downward and parted a bit and I clamped my lips over it and sucked for all I was worth…and as her smelly hairs rubbed all over my nose and surrounded my cheeks, she expelled a very large puff of gas into my mouth…and I ate it like food, and gulped it into my stomach. My stomach was sick from fear and dread…I had given my all for such a long time, and now I would have to experience some kind of punishment for my momentary lack of absolute cooperation, and my regretable transgression.