Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2003 19:33:39 -0800
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: HER HUSBAND WAS HOME-Part 2 (scat)

        HER HUSBAND WAS HOME! Part 2 by bawdypen

   "Anyway, Frank had that youngster blowing him, going at it
nearly as hot and heavy as you did, Eddie, except his little
mouth just couldn't take as much. I sucked his little ass til
that pink butthole opened up real good. The kid even let me
stick a finger up there and give him a easy finger-fucking.
Young bung. So pliable, so adventurous, so fearless. Within
minutes I had three of 'em shoved up there and was gently
working them around, opening him up. I know right where a man's
button is, and I jostled that nut til I had him moaning and
backing onto them. I was just having fun, so I was surprised
when Frank suggested showing the kid what it felt like to be
fucked. He clamped down so hard he nearly sliced off my
knuckles, but Frank assured him he was certainly not going to
put the whole thing up there. In fact, Kevin could sit on his
prick and slide down on it only as far as he wanted to...even
if it was just an inch or two. Well, the boy hadn't been
disappointed by anything so far, so he agreed as long as he
could get off if it hurt. Frank said it'll hurt a little but if
he'll just relax and stay still, his hole will open up on its
own and he'll get the most marvelous sensation of his life.
Well, Kevin didn't have the smarts to ask Frank how the hell he
knew that unless he sits on pricks all the time, and if it's so
marvelous then Frank must sit on pricks because why wouldn't he
since he likes it so much. Why don't you sit on pricks, Frank?"
   "Babe, I don't know. I hear it's really marvelous. The
cocksucker you dragged home today...you know, the one I gave a
blowjob to...Eddie something or other...if he ever comes around
again, and the two of you trade off eating out my asshole, I'll
squat down on his prick and impale myself, and hump my ass like
a bitch. That's the way a man gets fucked. Or, what the hell,
I'll throw my legs in the air and let him screw me silly. I'll
dig it, you'll dig it, and he'll dig it. But if you keep
bringing home sexy horndogs like Eddie and makin' me queer 'em,
you'd better be thinking about getting a sex change, cause one
reason it took so long for me to blow another dude is because I
know, instinctively, that it doesn't take much for a guy to get
the cravings for cocks and balls once he's had a good taste of
them."
   "Jeez, I gotta lick that smelly hole just for a measly
buttfuck," Eddie joked.
   "Hey, a measly virgin buttfuck, cocksucker!"
   "Lemme think about it. Okay, I'll do it. You two degener-
ates have me so wired up I'm ready to eat your ass right now."
   "Oh, yeah, sure. Cause it's licked nice and clean. And
maybe it won't be so pristine next time, hunh? Don't con a
conman, junior."
   "MAYBE it won't be so pristine, Frank? Give us a break,"
Gloria chided.
   "Okay, so I got my little quirks."
   "I'm ready to go a lot further than when I walked in your
door. I don't care if it stinks. Just don't make me come away
with shit smeared all over my face, okay, Frank?"
   "That's the spirit! Already you know the tingle of
forbidden sex and how exciting a big dose of humble debasement
can fire your loins and make you wanna lick like a dog. And you
know how dogs are, Eddie. They sniff each other's rearends, and
sometimes you'll catch a dog munching on his own turd! Fuckin'
mutt's chewing that shit up thinking how great it is to be just
a fucking dog, cause dogs can lay in the back at the barbecue
and eat their own turds and nobody holds it against them."
   "Anyway, to finish this," Gloria interrupted, "what little
Kevin couldn't accomplish with his mouth, his hairless asshole
did with aplomb. Kid comes over here all the time to get his
butt plugged. Hops on Frank and rides him into town! Write your
number down and I'll give you a call next time he comes
a-begging. He's turned into such a slutboy he wouldn't mind
having you watch him getting fucked. He's so hot for that big
prick he'll be in porno movies by the time he's 18. Boy-boy
suck and fuck flicks with him doing lots of sucking and taking
on the biggest poles in the business. John Holmes, you died too
early. Have we got a kid for you! No kidding, when he gets
really worked up he can slam his little butt right down to
Frank's nuts and squirm around in his pubic hair."
   "Taught him a couple other naughty tricks, too," Frank
smirked.
   "Yeah. Musta been the third or fourth time. He came over
without any warning and wanted screwed real bad. Frank wasn't
in the mood cause he'd just fuck me and he was bushed. And
Frank can get evil when he's in that mood. Not evil evil, but
devious. He made the kid strip naked and sit on the floor
indian style, and he couldn't touch his prick. Frank got naked
and sat on the couch, teasing him by stroking his big dong and
wagging it around. Poor kid could only stare at it with hunger
while Frank badgered him. 'Want this, hunh? Gotta hungry little
boy cunt you need stuffed with a older man's huge penis so you
can play horsey and show everybody what a little slut you are?
You don't give one fucking damn that by the time you're 20 your
asshole will be so stretched and loose from my cock that you'll
have to wear a diaper cause it won't shut and your turds keep
falling out in your pants and sliding down your pantleg. Just
walking along in the middle of K-Mart and these big round
turdballs start falling down around your feet. Buddies say how
ya doing, and you say great then a big tube of shit rolls
across the floor. Your pal says guess that means you're glad to
see me, cause your friends are used to seeing brown stuff
bouncing out when you're around...not to mention they make it a
point to never bend over for something within ten feet of your
butt cause your pants stink from all the skid marks in 'em!'
   "Not a budge. A chuckle, but not a budge."
   'Come on, Frank. I need it real bad. You made me crazy for
it. You can't just let me suffer.' Frank sighed. 'I don't want
you to suffer, Kevin. I love screwing you, you know that. I
just can't be at your beck and call like your private piece of
meat. Tomorrow I'll go to the porn shop and buy you a big fat
rubber dildo you can keep under your pillow and stuff your
hungry butt in emergencies. Just don't let your mother find it,
cause if you're any indication, sex piggery might run in the
family and if she gets ahold of it you'll never see it again.
But tonight...'
   "Frank raised his legs and planted his heels on the edge of
the couch. Kevin's eyes widened. Sure, he'd seen it in various
positions and with Gloria's face buried in it, but never as
vulgarly obscene as that! Frank's hairy crack staring him in
the face, and Frank's humungous asshole pooched out grossly,
twitching. He gulped. Frank kept silent, studying Kevin's
expression, allowing him ample time to take in the sight. Big
hairy man's asshole spread open right before his eyes."
   "'Tonight, two choices.' He still had a firm grip on his
prick, keeping it upright in full view, waiting for Kevin's
glance to return to it. 'You can go home and give yourself a
nice little finger-fuck, or you can do something special for me
and I'll screw your rump.' His eyes lit up. 'Anything, Frank.
Name it and I'll...uh, like what?' Frank got a satisfied little
smirk on his face. 'Don't you have any idea what it might be,
Kevin? Something you know Frankie really enjoys and you've
never done. Something it's time you got into because I like
watching little boys do it.' Kevin got an obviously phoney look
of bewilderment on his face. 'Gosh, Frank, I can't think of
anything. Just a real quick fuck? I can come fast.' Frank shook
his head. No dice. 'Okay, buckaroo, I'll lay it out for ya so I
can go to bed. I'm sure you've got a great view of everything
beneath my balls, right? My hairy buttcrack. My big shithole in
the center. You know, that wrinkled round thing that my
stinking dirty turds slide out of. You know the spot. Well,
just before you showed up I was in the bathroom sitting on the
toilet taking a great shit. Big muther-fucking turd came
plopping out, then another, and another. Well, when I heard
your tinkling voice I thought to myself that's my little fuck
buddy...the pretty kid with the loose asshole that slides up
and down my long shaft and gives us both a whole lot of
pleasure. But I just fucked Gloria and I'm worn out. I love the
little bugger but I gotta teach him a lesson. So you know what,
Kevin? I didn't wipe my asshole. Now it's starting to itch and
I don't want to get up. Besides, what I always prefer in
situations like this is somebody's nice wet tongue lapping up
and down, cleaning it for me. Somebody that digs it, or is
willing to do it in exchange for an unscheduled buttfuck. How
much do you want my cock, Kev? How hungry are you? Hungry
enough to crawl over here and lick my shitty asshole? Horny
enough to ram your tongue up my shithole and clean it out? Time
to make a man's decision, boy. You like my prick enough to eat
my shit? How big is that bunghole itch you've got? You don't
have to voice it, if you're embarrassed. Just get up and go
home, or crawl over here and smell my dirty ass. And believe
me, partner, it's pretty ripe. No changing your mind. Your head
gets close enough for me to grab it, and I'll hold your face
down there till you've sucked it out. What's clicking, champ? I
can't tell from your eyes, but your cock's still as stiff as a
board.' Kevin's mouth had been hanging open, and he licked his
dry lips. 'I'm fourteen and I'm grossed out. But a man would
decide that pleasure always comes at a price. You make me
happy, so I'll do anything to make you happy. Even suck out
your shitty ass!' The kid began to crawl in submission.
   "That's when Frank called me into the room. I'd been
listening to the exchange, but I felt it might be a little
sensitive for me to just walk in. But Frankie wasn't about to
have me miss out on a crucial act of filth and degradation.
Thank you, baby. That teenage bundle of hormones didn't bat an
eye. He patiently waited until I was on the floor next to him,
smiling and petting him. I told him I'd seen it worse, and
winked. He smiled and shrugged, then stuck his nose in there
and began to sniff Frank's reeking crack. He closed his eyes
and stuck out his tongue, and began lapping every spot he
thought he should. Slowly and steadily, no retreat, just
surrender. Frank's crack is so damned hairy it's hard to tell
from looking just how shitty it might be. And being so hairy,
it always stinks anyway, so that's not much help. Only the
tongue test reveals the truth. Kevin knew the truth, but I only
knew however bad it was the boy was unswerving in his
determination. Then I glanced down to the spot where Frank's
asshole would have been just before he lifted his legs. If it
had been as shitty as he was suggesting, there'd be a big brown
smudge on my new sofa. He was lying through his teeth, putting
the boy through a devious little torture to see what he was
made of. Oh, it wasn't clean by any means. Kevin had the taste
of Frank's shit firmly in register. It's just that his tongue
wasn't scooping up mush or chunks of turd of any consequence.
Kevin backed away and glanced up for only a second. Then he
used his thumbs to pry Frank's asshole open and thrust his
tongue up the big turdhole and began to rummage around in
there. Oh, what a precious sight that was seeing that little
darling's tongue in the firm grip of a grown man's fat wrinkled
anus--working it in and out, cleaning his man's shithole for
him just like I do. Say, why the hell do we grovel so easily
for you, you prick? Just because of that grotesque slab of beef
hanging over your smelly balls?"
   "Yep. That and my charming personality."
   "Okay. I guess that's good enough reason. What the hell,
things come and go in life but a horsecock's damned hard to
find. Ask Kevin. Anyway, he tongued that dirty hole out and
sucked on it til Frank eased him away, pulled him up, and gave
him a big smacking kiss! Now, I thought it was a sweet gesture
at the time, but the more I think about it I suspect Frank just
wanted to see what his own shit tasted like. Honey?"
   "Uh, both. Figured I could do a number of goodies. See what
my butthole tasted like smeared on a young boy's lips. See if
he liked kissing a man. See if I like kissing a boy. See if my
asshole was dirtier than I thought. And see if your panties got
tangled in a bunch when I did it."
   "Yeah, like I'd get jealous, you lunk. You can blow guys,
you can fuck them, and you're gonna rim Eddie in a minute. But
you'll never get rid of me, cause I bring home the boys you do
it with!"
   "Shit, I keep you around to warm them up for me."
   "Well, you got a stud waiting for you right now, and you're
gonna warm him up yourself. And I don't wanna see any mamby-
pamby little boy messin' around. Not with all your talk. I
wanna see you eat his shithole inside out and tell us how
fucking good it tastes. You got a tongue that matches your
prick, so shove it all in there. There's places I couldn't
reach and flavor undiscovered. Time to pay the piper, boneboy.
Flip him over and suck his teenage ass like the man you think
you are!"
   "Geez, I thought I was gonna watch you two fuck first,"
Eddie said as he got on all fours, "but I'm ready to feel that
sensation up my bum again, so go for it, Frank!"
   "Ah, sweet humiliation!" Frank cooed, kneeling on the floor
and taking hold of Eddie's upthrust buttocks and sniffing along
his crack. "Damn, I haven't done anything new and disgusting in
a long time. I'm gonna enjoy this, kid. On my fucking knees,
big-dicked stud giving lip service to a teenage boy's turd bin.
Now, I might really get into this and realize what a queer,
cocksucking, ass-eating faggot I look like and go nuts over the
delicious embarrassment I'm feeling. But just don't start
shitting, Eddie. Feeling a turd sliding over my tongue might be
way too much humiliation and the pleasure would make me come
all over the place!"
   "Don't give the boy ideas, Frank. He's getting a good feel
for this subjugation program and just might do it for the
ecstasy. And you, being such a dedicated pervert, would be
sucking away on his juicy turd and blowing your nuts--
forgetting all about your plan of conquest. You'd be the one
conquered--lock, stock, and tootsie roll!"
   "Would you really do it, Frank?" Eddie asked, intrigued yet
shocked.
   "Who knows? Situation's never come up, but I've never shied
away from a chance to grovel since I get so few opportunities.
But that's not a request, just a reflection."
   "And what did she mean about your plan of conquest? Does
that mean me?"
   "Hey, we got a man back here trying eat some ass. You gonna
jabber the whole time or shut up and enjoy it. Sheesh, this is
my first time, remember? Have some consideration. On the other
hand, feel free to yell out obscenities and call me dirty
names. From what I've noticed asshole-suckers thrive on being
reminded how filthy they are. I know it hardly stinks and it's
as clean as a baby's butt back here, but pretend it's the hole
of Calcutta and I'm down licking the sewer cause that's my
job."
   "Hell, honey. Go ahead and shit in his mouth if you can. No
guy's ever wired him like you have. I don't think he'll be
satisfied until he's sucked a man's turd and proven himself
worthy of his own image and had his pride shattered once and
for all."
   "Mmmm, butthole! This is nice. Not really like a woman's at
all. Nastier. Mmmm."
   Frank rimmed Eddie out, driving his long tongue up that
shit chute and wallowing in his stinky depths. Yeah, just like
he enjoys having done to himself, he thought.
   Damn, I've sunk to the bottom, alright. Like she said, my
long tongue reaches deeper and I can taste this punk's shit.
Boyshit, teenage boyshit, fuckin' manshit! I'm lickin' it and
I'm eatin' it and I'm loving it. Down in the pit. Scared he
might, but hoping he will. Whadda you say, Frank? Tell the
truth. You'd suck this boy's turd without flinching, wouldn't
you? Why not? You're getting off on this bittersweet taste--
licking the insides of his rectum...his turdhole... his shit
depository. Yeah, you're kinda hoping he just does it cause you
don't have the balls to ask for it. You've done a lot of nasty
things in your life, but you still can't match that faggot in
the toolies...the one with humungous nuts who came right out
and asked you to crap in his mouth. Fucker ate it. Sick
degenerate pervert, but he had bigger balls than you, Frank.
Asked for what he wanted and got it. Don't matter it was
another man's shit, he had the guts.
   Things became clear to Eddie when Gloria started kissing
him on the cheek while she jacked his cock. She'd already
gotten a good look at her husband's anal probing and offered
plenty of obscene encouragements. He didn't need any help,
obviously, so she decided to spill the beans, thinking it would
be the best tact.
   "He's going bananas back there, isn't he? His original idea
was to get you so hot and loosened up you'd let him fuck you.
He still wants you to try it. But he got a big surprise. He's
eating a man's ass out and he's digging it. Found out why he
enjoys having others clean his shitty hole...because he always
wanted to do it himself. He's down there thinking how good you
taste up inside, wishing he could turn back the clock and be
the one who got the first taste of your bottom when it was
fresh and hot and sweaty. He'll go easy, I promise. Never hurt
little Kevin, and he's turned into a raving maniac. You got
more sense, but you owe it to yourself to see what a man's cock
feels like up your ass. And Eddie? If you do have a turd up
your ass and you decide to go whole hog and get pleasantly
buggered, you're gonna have to get rid of it first. So you'd
might as well turn on your filthy jets and let 'er rip. Believe
me, he's back there hoping you give him that tremendous rush of
humiliation. He'd never ask for it, but I think he's all worked
up over the idea of sucking your turd. If I'm wrong, he'll just
get out of the way and still get off on the lewd audacity of
you shitting while he's rimming you. Let's just hope the sight
of shit falling out of your ass doesn't make him blow his wad
anyway. That's heavy duty stuff in itself for a guy like
Frank...some dude shitting in his face! Oooh, even makes my
pussy twitch, it's so deliciously vulgar!"
   "Uh, I guess I'll try getting fucked. I can always call it
off, can't I?
   "Sure, sure. Frank never truly forces anyone to do
anything."
   "But, I don't know if...Oh, God, he's pulling me open! Ah!
I'm going for it."
   Oh, what a mutherfucker! He's doing it! Rotten little
punk's taking a shit! I'm gonna kill the bastard! I'll squeeze
his nuts off! Shit sliding over my tongue, going into my mouth.
Big stinking turd, filling me, greasy. Stinking, greasy and
real chunky. So why don't I pull away? Why the fuck am I
running my tongue around it? Filthy! Filthy! Filthy turd-
sucking Frank! Hallelujah, I've hit bottom. Fucking teenage boy
taking a shit in my mouth and I'm kneeling here sucking it
because it would take a train engine to pull me away. Gawd,
it's awful. Bitter. Juicy and bitter. Just like you'd image
shit would be. My mouth is burning. What'll I do? Pull it out?
Eat it? Just back away so I don't choke and let it stay in my
mouth and soak? Yeah, just wait a bit. Plenty of time to
decide. Fuckin' Gloria got her face down here, watching me, big
shit-eating grin on her puss but I'm the shit eater! Well, just
a shitjuice swallower, so far. I can feel it dribbling down the
back of my throat. Can't all be my own spit and whatever's
dissolving. No, damned thing's just real juicy. Fucking
teenager taking a juicy shit in my mouth and I don't know
whether to gore him or adopt him. You're fucking humiliated,
Frank! Face it, this is the most exciting thing you've ever
experienced, and you're gonna say so--proudly, like a man. Just
as soon as you can get this big fucking turd out of your mouth
before your tongue breaks it apart and a bunch of turdballs go
rolling down your throat! But you gotta stop your tongue first,
stupid! Oh, what bliss! I can't believe my prick hasn't
splattered the floor. Maybe it did and I was too wrapped up to
notice. Yeah, wrapped up. Lips wrapped around his turd. The end
of it's coming out of his sweet asshole and it's gonna pinch
off. Better grab it or it'll fall out of your mouth. But don't
you...no, I don't want it to. Not yet. Just a little longer.
Just kneel here and gently suck. Kid probably wants to turn
around and watch me. Sure. Guess I owe him that much. Fucking
bastard shit in my mouth...just like I wanted him to. I wanna
pork him. Yeah, there's his face staring at me in shock and
astonishment. Hmm, not disgust really. Heh, I'm moving my
mouth, making it look really lewd. Kid's getting his shit
sucked, oughta look just as lewd as it is. Yeah, I'll twist it.
Roll it around in my mouth. Suckin' your big turd, Eddie. Get
the picture? You think I'm enjoying this, you prick? Wonder
what my face looks like. Are my eyes glassy? Do I look like
I've lost my fucking mind? Well, I have, you sadistic assholes!
Probably ganged up on me, didn't ya? Well, get a good look.
Take a picture. Frank's turned queer for teenage turds! Oh,
man, this fucking thing tastes good! Maybe my mouth has gone
numb. Why does it seem suddenly sweet? Is my brain twisting
reality to save my sanity? Or did his turd just have a nasty
coating and now I'm into the meat of the thing? Is shit really
delicious but rectums put a nasty coating around it to keep
guys like me from eating my own turds and everybody else's?
Does it matter? I sure as hell didn't spit it out when it was
horrendous. Okay, it was never actually horrendous. Yes,
dammit, it was. I just didn't care. The awful taste couldn't
override the pleasure and excitement that he'd actually filled
my mouth with his crap. Asshole. Emptying asshole. Right out of
the gorge and through my lips like a spring-action bullet! And
like a fool I don't hack and gag and yell foul. No sir. I stay
right here and suck it! What? Hey, don't pull it away! What're
you doing? I'm not through with it yet. Shit, Gloria, not now.
Not after it's turned to sugar!
   "FRANK! FRANK! Goddamit, gimme that turd! You've had
enough. What the hell you trying to do, baby? Looked like you'd
gone over the edge and turned into a feeble-minded, mumbling
idiot. You okay? Wow, you sure outdid yourself. You deserve
every accolade you've ever bestowed on yourself, dear. Eddie
nearly blew his wad. Did you see him pounding his meat watching
you? I had to take his prick away before he hurt it."
   "Wow, Frank, that was incredible!" Eddie gushed, patting
him on the shoulder. "I never would have believed seeing
somebody do that could be so exciting. Man, you can fuck me any
time you want. Any guy that'll go that far just to bone me
deserves a fair try. Just have a little pity, okay. I'm sure
I'll like your cock up my hole if you have patience. Remember
how I loved it in my mouth? Was it...was it awful, Frank? My
shit?"
   Frank let out a big gush of air and took a deep breath
before collapsing on the floor.
   "Am I man enough? Fuck. Like I could fake it. What you saw
was what it was. I think I hit nirvana, kiddies. Amazing.
Totally, outrageously amazing. I wanted to strangle you, Eddie.
Wanted to take a hammer and crush your nuts. But I couldn't
take your turd out of my mouth to do it. I couldn't take...no,
I wouldn't take it out for anything in the world. You nailed
me, man. Shot me a bolt of filth and stomped me into the
ground. I was so fucking low I couldn't get any higher."
   "Uh, does that mean you did or didn't..."
   "He loved it, honey," Gloria assured him. "Told ya."
   "Aha, I knew it!" Frank accused. "Right in the middle I
said those two ganged up on me. You did. Of course, why else
would Eddie suddenly be peddling his ass, offering it up for
consumption? Well, I already consumpted it. Offering it up for
grabs. You really wanna get fucked?"
   "I don't know if I want to or not, but I'm willing to let
you try. But, uh, if you're gonna do it on top of me, you
really gotta go clean your teeth, Frank."
   "Jeez, what'd I do, bite the fucker? That...that did come
out intact, didn't it, babe? I wasn't down there chewing and
eating, was I?"
   "Would it make a difference, Frank? Would it make you feel
real scummy if you had? But then, that would actually be a
greater humiliation, so you win either way."
   "Cut the crap...so to speak," Frank chuckled, "and just
tell me. Suck a turd, eat a turd. Enough shitjuice went down my
throat that it doesn't matter. I just want to know because I
wasn't aware of it if I was, and it seemed I was totally aware
of everything going on in my mouth...although I didn't have any
control over it. My senses took over completely and I did what
my subconscious wanted to do. That's why I couldn't pull your
turd out, Eddie. I didn't really want to. I wanted to stay
there on my knees and suck it. It was tasting real sweet,
finally, and then you snatched it away from me. That's okay,
otherwise I might have nursed on it for hours. Don't ever get
high-hat and think your shit don't stink, Eddie, cause it sure
does. But you can tell them for me, your turds are incredibly
juicy with a center as sweet as candy."
   "Jezzus, he's still delirious," Gloria sighed.
   Eddie was roaring with laughter. Last thing he ever
expected from the experience was having his turd praised for
its flavor. He grinned at the man. "It was filthy, Frank! Doing
it was was filthy, and it tasted filthy. I don't even have to
try it to know that shit tastes BAD! But, I'm sure glad you
liked it. That's was over-the-hill depraved and something I'll
never forget. Now, you gonna fuck me or what?"
   "Listen to this. Gettin' an itch, tiger? I don't know if I
should. What do you think, Gloria? Think we might have another
Kevin on our hands? Think it's safe to stick a prick up his
hole? Might be a magic hole...makes men do strange, exotic
things against their will. Besides, we don't wanna turn him
into a raving cockhound cruising men's toilets, begging for a
fuck."
   "As an old sage said recently," Eddie giggled, "cut the
crap! I think he once said something along the lines that a
prick up the tail never did a boy any harm. Couldn't have been
you, Frank. Even you wouldn't have the nerve to say that with a
straight face when you got that sledgehammer between your legs.
Better hurry, the door of opportunity is rapidly tightening up
to its normal size." He layed back and swung his legs up. "Come
on, shitlips, give it one more smooch then let's see if I turn
into a lady."
   "Oooh, you look straight out of military school in that
pose, cadet. Yeah, I'll smooch it. Then get ready. I know where
your button is, too. You won't be the first boy I made squirm
and beg for more."
   "Well, that's the idea, isn't it? One thing I can say after
today, if you can make me feel that good, carry on. I've got no
pride strong enough that'll stop me from admitting I like
getting fucked up the ass...if that's how it turns out."
   "Eddie, baby, I'll call the press now," Gloria chuckled.


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