SLUTS WANT THE BIG FAT PSYDICK edition
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>marrying a slut
KEK
SHIT
IN
MY
MOUTH
how do we fix the Pope?
Just imagine.
Luna is in your lane with you, farming as usual, yet something is amiss. Her last hits grow sketchier and she seems to squirm every so often. After the recent wave clears, you approach her and ask what's wrong.
"I... It's nothing."
Now you definitely know something is up. With some persistent intrigue, she begrudgingly shares her urge to defecate. With this new-found knowledge, you let out a hearty laugh, causing her to blush and squirm even more. A deuce? What's the big deal? Just take a break in the trees, you tell her.
"I can't"
What?
"I can't do it alone... Umm... Usually Mirana is with me, we've done it since childhood together, but she's in top lane and..."
As she trails off, you see the concern in her eyes. This damsel in distress ain't beating around the bush, and neither will you. For Luna, you would do anything!
"I... Are you sure?"
Nodding vigorously, you extend a hand and guide her to the treeline behind the tower. With some hesitation, she gives one last reproachful look at you.
"I haven't had a decent shit in several days. You've been warned lad."
I want that krokodil tooth cm to slobble my knob
And with that, she shoves you to the ground. Recovering from the fall, you look up to see Luna waste no time in parting her one-piece leather battlegarb. The powerful musk of a hard day's farm hits you like a truck, and before you can say anything, she swiftly swings one leg over you, squats, and spreads her asshole as hard as she can inches from your face. Between the grunts and moans, she lets out several lengthy farts, each worse than the last. You try to cover your nose, but she drops to her knees, pinning your arms beneath her shins. He asshole is now hovering so close you can almost taste it, and with each grunt it bounces, grinding briefly across your face.
"Oh, by the dark moon!"
After several minutes of struggling, she seems to have managed to coax out the substance that caused so much discomfort. With a long, low grunt, her asshole begins to pull apart, and a mass of foul, solid shit slowly is pushed from it.
"Selemene guide me!"
Luna digs deep, and as her normally pale face grows red with effort, she pushes as hard as she can, causing the foot-long log to eject from her asshole with great force, smashing you across the face. The sheer weight and density of the crap astounds you, having the weight of a small kobold!
"AAAAUUGH!"
Returning to the view above, her now stretched anus is producing more shit loads! You brace yourself, but it's not enough. Log after log is dropped Shit smears across your face and chest, you begin to grow nauseous. After what seems like eternity, the expulsion of torrential shit slows. Braving the sight, you're greeted with Luna's now prolapsed asshole undulating, winking hard at you, still with a slight gap that closes so slowly. You muster the strength to finally wrestle your arms free and firmly grasp her cheeks, pushing her away into the pile of shitlogs now surrounding the two of you. But before you can say anything, one of your comrades shouts in frustration from your team fountain, "gg no re 3v5 ff pls."