Later That Evening
I'm back with my side thing, you, AKA my new main squeeze. We're in my room and I'm encouraging you to have a seat because I have so much to tell you. I prance into view and jump onto the bed, and excitedly announce that I actually went through with our plan for me to eat my boyfriend, so we can cash in on his life insurance plan and Will. "If you haven't noticed", I say with a hand flourish and gesture, "he's not any" -- a bubbly belch interrupts the word in such a nice smelly way -- "where in my place."
I take my time regaling you with the story of: how my boring-ass boyfriend came home from his boring-ass job; how I gave him the opportunity to do better and redeem himself, to which he failed miserably; how I freely released gas from both ends, while expressing my annoyance at how things have become; how I told him about you and the way you fulfill my needs in a way that he could never; how I was going to swallow him whole, and have lots and lots of sex with you afterward; how I'd have you cum down my throat, which he laughed at because he thought I was kidding (I was not); how he finally became afraid, smelling ripe with it, and simultaneously noticed I'd been backing him into a corner; how I explained what we were going to use the money for; how I taunted him about leaving his "remains" right on the front porch of loved ones; and how this is the most note-worthy thing he'd ever done with his life.
I provocatively talk about how I can already feel him turning into the fat on my ass, while wind breaks from my bubble butt and from my mouth. Working myself into being horny just from talking about it, I lustfully command, "Why don't you come over here and fuck me! Then, you can put your dick in my mouth!"
After some seriously steamy sex, I'd noticed you were getting close to cumming, so I asked you to pause and let me suck the cum from your cock. "How did it feel to fuck me while he was thrashing around in my stomach?" I whisper before I dive my mouth down onto your cock. I follow this by burping on your dick and thrusting it back between my lips. My backside answers my belches with bassy, yet squeaky, butt-blasts I get you closer and closer to cumming down my throat and coating my partially-digested boyfriend in it. I include plenty of dirty talk about what's currently happening and what you're about to do. I moan about how you'd pulled my panties to the side and we had a 'fucking' good time, while my (ex) boyfriend struggled in my belly. Soon, I start to encourage you to cum down my throat, and on a particularly loud bubbler from my rear, you do just that. Your cock explodes with spunk, which you hear me quickly, and greedily, gulp down.
Afterwards, I'm sprawling out sexily on my bed, while letting a long fart slip from my ass, and I verbally express how sexually satisfied I am. I'm excited that we can finally start our life together. There's no more hiding. "Now that we've completely the fantasy", I purr, "I think it's time to go bury the toilet." and I stop to ponder for a moment before continuing, "I can only imagine what his skull is going to look like. He was so scared when the time came to finally eat him! That pure terror has to be immortalized forever on his skull!"
I take a breath to calm down since all this talk is getting me turned on again. I tell you that after I've had the person-sized bowel movement, I'll bring you in to show it off. This way, you can know what I mean when I say that I bury toilets. When the urge becomes more urgent, I run off to go handle some toilet-clogging business, leaving you to think about our hot smelly future together.
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This video is a part of a 4-DAY release.
1) 2 days ago, I released the 1st part.
2) Yesterday, I released the 2nd part.
3) TODAY , I am releasing PART 3 , with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above.
4) Tomorrow, I will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience!
