Getting over my fetish

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“Jack it’s time to wake up.” Dawn said shaking me.

“One more hour, it’s Saturday.”

“I need you really bad.” I opened my eyes and Dawn was holding her ass.

“Right know?”

“Yes, come on get up and met me in the basement.” She said as she darted down the stairs.

I climb out of bed and made my way to the basement. Dawn was standing there telling me to hurt up and lay down. She placed the backing in its place and locked it like she always dose. She lifted her nightgown showing her beautiful ass and lowered it to the seat as she did she let out a powerful fart right into the box. I was barely able to breathe and it burned my eyes.

“God hon, what crawled up there?”

“Sorry I had that liver and onions last night. Now shut up and open your mouth.”

She started to lower the seat to my face. As she was lowering it her asshole was already opening up. I was never too concerned about the amount because she never really tokes huge shits just enough to feel my mouth. She pushed and filed my mouth in seconds. It tasted so bad I could feel my stomach coming up. Liver and onions is the worst thing she eats that taste this bad coming out. I knew by experience that as bad as it taste its worst coming back up and being trapped in this box. So I swallowed it as fast as I could and fought to keep it down. I could hear her peeing and new that’s all she had for me for right now. She usually uses me two times a week and comes back sometimes to use me one more time in about an hour or two.