Poop, Massage, Stinks, Spring.

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Poop, Massage, Stinks, Spring. Birds fly outside the window And there are butterflies in my stomach And this is by no means a figurative expression ... Although they do not fly, under the influence of dark magic, they turn into an INCREDIBLY thick, fresh, warm, elastic poop that literally bursts out of me ... My swollen hairy hole can't stop spewing out that thick, fragrant load. My panties are gone and there's a huge brown sausage on the floor... Go to the shower? It's too boring, especially since I was pretty aroused while giving birth to this giant poop, there was still a little shit left on my underpants, and my vibrator was pressed tightly against my endlessly wet pussy.