yup.

The professor's facial accusations were still like children's play. If you get to the level where you have a large amount of feces due to many times intestinal, it is strange that this feeling of humiliation of defecation leads to the pleasure of advanced mazo somehow. From my anus, the professor pulls out the stool with a Cusco. This is absurd. It's the worst humiliation for a woman. The professor pinches my stool and inserts it back into my anus. The anus is blocked by his own stool. I feel ashamed of myself. But in my masochist life, that humiliation becomes a pleasant feeling. "Professor, I'm going to be more and more ..." I said, “I think that speaking such a word on my own will proliferate the fairness of M in me. The professor inserted his fingers deeply into my fecal anus. "Ah, professor, allow me to put my finger in the hole of my butt..." But the professor put several fingers in my ass hole even deeper, and finally came to anal fist fuck. My asshole is broken, no, no," it seems that my anus was a sexual umbilical cord. By playing anal fist, a new feeling of pleasure was overflowing in the brain. look at everything.