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This is it. You begin to munch on his bean burrito. It's delicious. So many textures, cracks on the sides while the tip remains smooth like a Wendy's ice cream swirl. With each nibble you try to tug it out. You lubricate the earthy nugget sized bits with his dick juices before chowing down. He sinks his head and groans as he makes his final push. It slides out, and you're ready to catch it. It plops down onto your palm, swift to catch it so wont roll away. His asshole gapes, so raw and tender before closing. You kiss his flower and lick away any residual stains on his ass before you bask in the glory of your newfound nutty butter.
There it is, although only half remained it was still quite the mighty mass.
He's panting, and sweating.
You swallow it whole, as it deserved to be. Perhaps a bit too much to swallow at once. You try to break it down in your mouth but it's too much.
You cough as you try to eat it but Bastian comes to your rescue. He turns around and faces you, still sitting on the edge of the seat.
He pushes your face between his thighs.
He parts his beautiful dick and begins to shoot a golden stream.
It helps you eat and digest, a technique known to hot dog eating contestants.
With the use of kegels he would piss into your mouth, hold it to allow you to eat and then repeat the process again.
AHHHHHHH, you say then burp as you down the last piece.
He warmly sighs and buries your face in his dick.
He ruffles your hair with both hands and locks his legs around you.
"The things I do for love"
Reaching the halfway point you decide that you need more than a "sample".
You need a tasty chunk to satiate your needs.
You finger him with your palm facing up, as if you want to be ready to catch anything as he pushes his log all the way out.
Your free hand massages his ass, you can tell he needs the comforting support as he's evidently never shit so much. He's groaning, he's in slight pain.
You comfort him by telling him you're going to assist.
