Getting over my fetish 2

“Oh, she’ll be coming soon.”

“Ok, everyone listen up.” Dawn stood up on top of the table. “This is the rules I have them posted downstairs. You walk in and pretend he is not even there. Sit and go. Only what comes out of your ass gets dropped on his face in the back hole and pee and toilet paper go in the front part. Please be as quick as possible so everyone has a chance to do this. Only fifteen people may go down right now. If he begs me to let him out after that anyone left has to use the real toilet. If he don’t beg than everyone can line up and use him. Remember pretend he is not even there even if he is begging you to stop. Ok who are my fifteen people?”

When they were already Dawn led them down to the basement. “There he is and have fun.” She turned and walked up stairs.

The first girl sat right down. I could not see her to well but I was so use to opening my mouth wide because of instinct. I hear her grunt and something wet and slimy fell into my open mouth like yogurt but really nasty along with a turd about six inches long. My throat was still stretched wide from Roberta’s shit that I did not have a chance to stop it from sliding down my throat. What was that slimy stuff I wonder to myself? I could see another piece sliding out of her ass. I did not even think about it but my mouth was still opened. This piece was about eight inch long and like the last one it went directly into my mouth and right down my throat. Shit idiot close your mouth. I immediately shut my mouth as I heard her pee and wiped her asshole. When she stood up she turned and looks down at me. She kept looking around like there was something she lost.