Chained to the bathroom floor in your new ATLANTA home, you had no choice but to wait for me to get home from working out. Now that I'm home, you'll start by smelling all my smells, from my sweaty feet to the gasses escaping from my immense ass that's on the verge of a most awe-inspiring explosion. I could have used the toilet at the gym, but I like the luxury of knowing you are now here to consume it all, just waiting for my return. Your mouth is made to eat and swallow the my nectar. Let me be real with you: I take real big dumps on men in their mouths and then shove it down their throats. T... Show more