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Mr Green wasn't a problem, he seemed to enjoy watching a young women delicately encapsulating his todger prior to a spot of rumpy-pumpy. She turned round and knelt, lifting her bottom. Foreplay had been, Jenny reckoned, invented around the time Neville had turned fifty, and since he was married with children by then, probably appeared to him to be some kind of fad popular with and suitable only for the long-haired hippy type who'd only Mega Big Tits amount to anything if the Government reinstated National Service. This was, however, a fairly common thing in the trade - even the most enlightened men seemed to think foreplay was that which happened between getting a semi and going fully on. C'est la guerre. He pushed inside her and instantly Jenny knew this couldn't last long - her innards immediately began to churn and this was only going to get worse with the rhythmic pumping. Neville had a fair amount of energy for an older man, and was giving her cunt a reasonably solid pounding, his hands clutching her buttocks through fine white linen. She began to whimper and moan, but softly, there was time to build up to the screaming. "Oh, my dear, I want your little arse…" "After, daddy, afterwards…" Suddenly, on a backstroke, it happened. There was no difference between any of the sucking, pumping strokes inside her but this one did it, she felt the hot burn as her rectum filled in an instant, her anus barely holding it back. One hand flew back to press against his hip. "It's happening!" Another pump with what might have been a growl, and the rumbles coiled like a snake, sending a back-draft of nausea up through her stomach. "Neville, now!" She'd not usually use his real name, it seemed uncouth somehow, so this amounted to a warning between employee and employer. His prick disappeared in a flash. Jenny could see him skipping round the table but she had a whole developing situation. The crap in her arse was burning hot, a sign of desperation, and Neville would have to be in place or there'd be notable deductions made. To be fair to the man he was on his back without any signs of aches or pains, he just kind of floated in there, now staring up through the two layers of glass, cock in hand. She managed to slip the shoes off and slid a foot over the other side of the dish, just barely enough time to wink down at her client Big Tits before her arse opened. Jenny couldn't help but groan as the hot, thin bbw crap flowed out of her. Her ring felt burned as it puckered and twinkled, the orange brown flow unceasing. Looking down, past Mr Green's prick being slowly but firmly wanked, to his face, disappearing as the more liquid element flowed. There was a sudden grip, and she clamped tight, but this was only a brief reprieve, a kind of biological gear change. In this moment Neville came back up - there was no point watching from below when the tray thing was filled, so now he knelt, his chin at the edge of the glass rim, and watched, eyes wide. The next stage would be the painful one. Even though she'd spent years having grotesquely oversized things in her back-passage, many of a much greater diameter, there was never any real easing of this process. Her little star clenched, then opened, causing a grunt. It dilated, then retracted, almost a mind of its own before she bore down and forced the issue, lifting her hips just a little for Neville to see better. With a little simpering whimper her ring spasmed wide open and the start of this birthing procedure began. I say birthing because this would turn out to be a turd of such hugeness that it almost deserved to be named, something like Mombassa, or the Black Bole. There's rarely any feeling as good as taking a dump as you get paid, but this wasn't going to be fun. 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