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Flow of Passion

Date: 2/23/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Discipline, Scatology, Spanking, Author: FantasyTime, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes momentarily and with a sigh let out a powerful stream of golden yellow liquid. She looked at me with love and I could not stop myself from playing in that golden warm shower. It felt so nice. I took some of her pee in my palm and rubbed it on my body and also smelled it and tasted it. It was salty but tasted good. It had a faint smell of jasmine--probably from the scent she applied to her body. "Sav, you too. I want the two streams of our pee to mix." I obliged and peed. Our pee rivulets mixed and made strange noise while hitting the commode. Flo too played with my pee and put it on her body and smelled and tasted it. "Better than the wine," she said and smiled sweetly. She worked her way as if she was climbing on a rope and from my pee stream she reached my cock and started pumping it. "I saw a lovely fountain just now, Flo," I said teasing her. Then I remembered something and said, "Flo, back there in my country—India there is a city called Mumbai." "I know. It was called Bombay earlier," she said. Of course she would know. She taught geography to school kids. "There is a place called Flora Fountain in Mumbai. But today I have seen real Flora Fountain!!" I said. Flora laughed and squeezed my cock and balls with both her hands. "That's a nice one, Sav. You are an intelligent guy. But right now I am having another feel!" "What is it?" I asked with concern. She smiled and looked at me and said, "Don't worry, Sav. I am just feeling ... like shitting too!" "That's okay. Please proceed," I said and turned. But Flo pulled me. She still had my cock in her hand. "No you stay. I want you to watch me shitting. But don't play in it now!" "Okay, baby. But on one condition," I said looking her in her eyes. "What is it?" "After you finish I want to wash your ass the way we do in India." "Okay," she said. I made her turn with her back towards me. I asked her to bend. I could clearly see the parting between her bum cheeks. I held the cheeks in my hands and parted them further. I could see the great purple brown hole of her anus sometimes protruding out and sometimes pulling itself deep inside. Her asshole muscles were working towards pushing her shit from her rectum to the outside through her anus. Then her asshole suddenly opened wide. I could see a dark cavity of the size of a peanut. Flora gave out a loud fart and we both laughed. She was still working her shit out when she said, "Savin, you must have heard about Floral Art. Now you have just heard Floral Fart!" Again we laughed and I squeezed Flora's butt. I put a finger on her anus and smelled her fart. It did not smell offensive. It had a faint shitty smell but it too had a fragrance of jasmine. After some muscular movement of Flora's shithole eventually a yellow brown tip made itself visible through the starry hole. Gradually it grew bigger and a sizeable stick pushed itself out from Flora's anus. This all looked fine for me as I had never seen any female shitting ...