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WKRP: Serving Loni's Ass
Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Fetish, Taboo, Author: Byronnnn, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
understand. "I'm talking about your tongue having sex with my ass; that kind of sex." Stick my tongue up her ass? I would do anything to keep sniffing her butt but, my tongue up her ass? "Listen, I'm not asking you to fuck me like a real man. All I expect is for you to fuck me like an ass worshiper--with your tongue up my butt. You stick your tongue up my ass; you tongue-fuck my asshole; I masturbate; I orgasm. We both go away happy." I was dizzy with confusion. Like I said before, Loni's butt stupefies. She continued. "I get a fab orgasm and you get to put your tongue where no man has ever had his tongue --- right up my butt! How could someone like you ever want anything more?" Five minutes later, she was on her elbows and knees and after smelling and kissing her ass hole for ten minutes, my tongue followed her directions. It began slithering up into her entrails and it fucked her for what seemed like 20 minutes while her fingers diddled her clitty and she cried out and shook and dropped to the bed while my tongue popped out of her rectum. I couldn't believe I had done that--put my tongue deep up her ass. I could only imagine what my tongue . . . nevermind. But, I was hooked on her. I just had to make her happy because I craved the smell of her ass so much. I told her that often and one night while my nose was eagerly inhaling her nasty/sweet nether scent, she said, "Well, I do like that. But Alexander, there is something more," and she ... introduced me into off-putting task of smelling her farts. Fortunately, they were few and far between but she required that each be smelled and complimented in gratitude because farts were the way her ass "kissed" me. A month later, she told me to come over. Her apartment was dim, lit by one small kitchen light. She sat across from me at a small table with her face not smiling. For the first (and only) time I could remember, she seemed nervous. "Alexander, I have learned something. For all that you have done to worship my ass, it isn't enough." She rubbed her palms on her bare thighs. "I know people who are into this sort of thing seriously. They are 'lifers' with ass worship. They told me that we are at a crossroad here." "Crossroad?" She fidgeted. "Yes, either we do this right or we shouldn't do it again.They say truly is only one true way to prove that you truly, ultimately worship my ass." "One . . . What?" She leaned across the table until her face was close to mine. "Alexander, if this wasn't necessary, I wouldn't talk to you about it, but they say unless we do the ultimate in ass worship, then we might as well have done nothing in ass worship and I think they are right." She squirmed. "So, there is . . . there is one last thing we must do." She sighed and looked away. Then, she looked deep into my eyes in the shadowed room. "Alexander, you must . . . " She looked away again, then back to me. "You ...