genre : ass worship, ass kissing, caressing, licking, hindquarters sniffing, facesitting and facefarting.


Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen and I had respective things in common which drew us into friendship early in college. We were both from lowly townspeople and we fell somewhere between the label of `` dweebish '' and `` geekish ''. flip in a small `` nerdish '' and I think you get the idea.

We were n't bad looking. Just skinny and socially awkward, especially when it came to girls. If one looked our way, we looked the other. Girls were like mysterious goddesses and we had no idea how to come near them.

You might opine the humour of one of us daring the early to verbalize to a jolly girl and how the early would gather himself and say he would do just that, as if some kind of sorcerous bravado-dust had befallen him and his spirit was about to deepen forever. Of class, it never happened.

The most adhesive agent bond of our friendship was our fraternity in something so mephistophelian and covert that we would not talk over it with anyone. We trusted our underground to each other while imagining just how evil and in darkness wicked and depraved we were, far beyond any of those popular bookman who just had no idea.

Ours was a dark commission with certain peril should we ever be found out. We called it"The fealty"because we were sworn to secrecy and even more because our secret was so licentious. What was our secret ? We wanted to pay fealty to girls'butts. Yes, we were that deviate. We were ass worshipper. Can you imagine the risk ? Imagine being discovered wanting to kneel behind girls and fondle their buttocks and kiss them and verbalize intelligence of reverence and devotion.

The pop guys might rule the daylight, but we ruled the miscreant night. Only we were brave enough to pursue that slap-up degeneracy. We were the pioneer, or at least, we would be some day. Then, how the others would acclaim !

And, we had an icon. We had full-sized, replete coloring material posters of Jessica Biel on each of our doors. She was the supreme goddess of The fealty. We bowed to her. We kissed her ass until the placard dissolved and then we got others. We pledged idolatry to her ample rear-end and we promised that someday, we would start the outset congregating of Biel and our people would all kneel and praise her ampleness and buss it with reverence.

It seemed so marvelous. But, there was a problem : How in the underworld would it ever happen if we could n't even talk to girls ? How would we revere any girl 's rear-end if we were scared shitless of them ?

In October, there were two days in which I could n't see Allen. Then, on the third, he showed up. He was unkempt and his eye were filled with excitement.

'' I. .. I. .. did it ! '' he exclaimed.

'' Did what ? ''

'' Bryan, I did it. I actually did it ! ``

'' You talked to a daughter ? ''

'' No. 'IT'. I did 'it'. Bryan, I kissed a lady friend 's ass ! ``

Suddenly, he was either my sterling hero or my outstanding prevaricator. He explained how he had gotten down behind a little girl and how she had an astonishing butt and how she had willingly let him fondle her ass-loveliness and kiss her buttocks. And, he had met with her twice and he thought he might be in love -- -with her ass, of course.

I asked him how it had come about and he replied, `` Boy Orator of the Platte, you have to do with me ! ``

'' With you ? Where ? ``

He described a club at 7th and Atherton but when I told him I had never seen anything but the Mustang Bar on that site, he said it was in a basement, a private club with no signs.

'' You have to come ! '' he insisted. `` Bryan, heaven is n't a million mi away. Heaven is correctly here, at 7th and Atherton. You have to come. Keri wants to converge you. ``

'' Keri ? ``

'' Goth-girl. ``

'' You kissed a Goth-girl 's ass ? ``

'' No, she 's does membership. She 's not a Skunk. ``

'' Skunk ? What the infernal region. .. ? ``

'' A.J. Skunks. Name of the club. We 're going. Tonight ! ``

He drove. I listened. He spoke of `` going with the stream '' and being"open to new things ”. `` Willingness, Bryan. Willingness. The leave shall inherit the pulp, or something like that."

He parked his older Toyota. I was shaking more from collar than the cold night. We went to the binding of the Mustang and down a narrow set of concrete steps to a nighttime green doorway.

Remember, Bryan. Willing. tidal bore. That is, if you want to be invited back. ''

He pushed a button and a feminine interpreter responded. Allen spoke two numbers, two letters, and two more number and the door opened. We entered what seemed to be a foyer. Although we heard political party speech sound, we could not see through a threshold ahead of us. A narrow hallway was to our left while a hick counter top to our right wing had a tall blond female child writing in a leger. She smiled but did n't nark to look up. She said Keri would be with us soon. She was wearing a black French maiden 's rig with course network stockings. She was gorgeous and her legs were amazing.

Keri approached. She was about five-foot-two with orange-tinted auburn haircloth, a annulus through her lower lip, and tattoos in assorted seat. Allen Stewart Konigsberg introduced me and although she seemed friendly, she also seemed cautious.

'' If you 're Allen 's ally, then I 'm certainly we 'll be finely. If not, then you will get the shtup out of here and not come back. We have little allowance for 'posers'. ``

She led us down the tenacious hallway. She was wearing a floral tyke top with form-fitting khaki pants. Her butt joint was very rung and, of course, I could n't help but stare. Gracie whispered, `` Do n't get any ideas. She 's bi. Not a tooshie girl. '' She led us to a way that was about ten foundation by ten metrical unit and dimly lit. Allen and I sat on the floor.

'' Allen says you are an ass worshiper, Bryan. Is that rightful ? ``

I somehow said that I was and told her about kneeling daily behind Jessica Biel and how I reverently kissed Jessica Biel 's ass and spoke words of devotion to it and, well, maybe that was a phoney Jessica, but if I ever met her, then I would do it for tangible. You could bet on that.

'' Are you telling me that you would rather worship a girl 's ass than do it her ? ``

I did n't know what answer she wanted. I gave a shy nod.

'' You would rather buss a girl 's ass than fuck her ? '' she asked again. I nodded. I shrugged.

She hit buttons of her jail cell speech sound and an Asian miss appeared wearing a similar French maid 's outfit except that her short black dress had two Andrew D. White stripes down the sum. Keri spoke softly to the lady friend who nodded and bowed and left. After an uneasy muteness, there was a tap on the door followed by the most-stunning animal I had ever seen ! She was brunette with dark eyes, a sculptured face, and a minuscule back talk with full lips painted quite red. Her lash were extended beneath iridescent aqua eye shadow.

'' This is Aria '' Keri announced. `` spell and exhibit them all sides, Aria. ``

As the girlfriend slowly turned, she seemed to engross our adoring eye. She was about five-foot-five and wearing a maidservant 's garb with a ace Stanford White streak and her dress revealed her shapely thighs at the same level as my course of sight. She smiled as she slowly turned and then. .. her visibility. .. her. .. her butt ! She was wearing mild and reduce white bikini scanty that hugged her very round of drinks ass and when she was fully turned with her back to me, I could imagine every outline of her magnificent glutious. I was in awe and filled with stern lust. She continued to turn and the vision of her bed began to move out of wad.

Keri asked, `` Now, if you are like Allen you would like to caress Aria 's ass, would n't you ? ``

My caput bobbed to a greater extent than I intended.

'' Aria, why do n't you render Bryan a piffling display ? Give us a ninety. ``

Aria stepped toward me until she was standing no more than three feet from me as she began to slowly wrench. Although I was Edward Young and healthy, I thought my spunk would discontinue. She continued to turn until she was standing right before me. .. right before me ! Her butt. .. her butt joint was. .. it was three feet directly in front line of my face ! Never had a girl 's butt been so shut ! I was breathless. She was a goddess. I was nada more than a butt-pauper.

Then, she did the something that will never, ever erase from my memory.

Aria put her hired man on her hips, spread her groundwork as panoptic as her berm, and slowly, slowly began to bend at the waist. She continued to bend and her maid 's dress rose and her pantied bottom of the inning became More and more visible as did the lecherousness within me.

She bent to a greater extent until I suddenly knew what Keri had meant by the Christian Bible `` ninety ''. Aria was bent over ninety grade and her butt was practically in my face and I was practically out of my head. It was round. It was full. It was heavenly. I was n't desirable. But then, who could be ?

'' You may fondle, Bryan. Just the left English. ``

I was paralyzed. Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen poked me. `` Do what you 're recount ! ``

I realized then that the rules of the biz trumped everything. If I did n't do what was required, I would be kicked out. Although I had always craved feeling up a girl 's ass, I was about to do it more from obedience than sheer goat lust.

My mitt went to her lush left ass cheek and I timidly squeezed it with my finger's breadth. My entire body shook. Allen whispered for me to actually feel it up and stop being so damned jumpy. I was n't uptight. I was just in awe of the first girl-ass I had ever touched. My hand cupped her ass and galvanising jar went through me and the smell registered into the banks of my infinite memories.

Before I expected, Keri stopped my petting of Aria 's ass. I was so hopeful she would let me osculate it. It was right there in front of my face, knack over and beautiful. She HAD to let me kiss it ! Even just one time ! Let my lip go where my hand had been.

'' Did you like that, Bryan ? '' Keri asked. My head was effusive with nods. Aria had straightened her attitude, brushed her little frock into place, and stood facing us once again. `` Do you want to a greater extent ? Thomas More might help you to elapse the low test."

'' mental test ? '' I managed to ask.

Gracie Allen whispered, `` Yeah Bryan. Remember. Be uncoerced. ``

'' You want to a greater extent of Aria 's ass, do n't you ?"asked Keri."Well, what you have so far is a tease. What comes next is a trial. It may be prosperous for you. It may be difficult. Either way, it is all important. If you pass, you may be permitted to derive here regularly and have all kind of passably butts. You want that do n't you ? Are you ready ? ``

Since I had no estimate what the test was, I did n't know if I was cook or not. I had become so confused in overwhelming luxuria for Aria 's ass that I would probably have tried anything. I nodded but she required me to address so I forced myself to say `` Yes ''.

'' Very well then. Aria, give him another ninety. ``

I watched and panted and the shapely brunette turned and her butt-profile came into position and then. .. then, she was standing with her vertebral column to me once again. I could see her ass in those thin panties under that myopic frilly maid 's dress. Then, she began bending. So did my interior. Her dress rose, her ass became visible, her panties stretched, and soon she was standing with a full bendover, right in front of my face. I marveled. I nearly prayed. I was so in awe.

Keri came close. `` Just guess how you could be with beautiful keister all the time. Ass goddesses. Imagine ! Since you said you are ready for the test, then actuate your expression closer. Yes, just like that. This is the exam you must pass Bryan."She paused and leaned nigher."snuff her butt ! ``

What ? What the hell ? Ass worship was fondling and kissing but it sure as infernal region had never including sniffing soul 's ass !

'' Great Commoner, do it ! '' Allen added. `` Do it ! Do n't fuck up ! ``

'' Yes Bryan, '' Keri said. `` Listen to your friend. He 's already done it and his membership is already being processed. You want to be a member and have lots of ass like he will get, do n't you ? Now that you know how to get it, put your nozzle right hand there. .. `` she said while pointing to the very center of Aria 's stretched panties. `` Right there and then reek her ! '' When cipher happened for a few instant, she commanded, `` NOW Bryan ! If you know what 's good for you, then sniff her butt ! NOW ! ``

Her command was forceful and as a person, I am not, so it was more the strength of her voice that caused me to fight my font forward and my nose into Aria 's wickedness canyon and then. .. okeh I admit it. .. I. .. I sniffed her butt.

It was tremendous ! My fount twisted and my head yanked backward until two deal stopped me.

'' Keep smelling her ! '' Keri admonished while Allen agreed.

The hands pushed my brain forward and I did n't resist and my nose went into the derriere of Aria 's panties and I sniffed her again and again. The feel was revolting but I figured if I did it this time and became a member, I would n't be required to do it again. I smelled her over and over and my face wrenched. I mean, I was. .. I was sniffing a fille. .. well, you know where. You know what she does there. And I had to smell it ? I thought I would hurtle but I kept doing as I was told. It was NOT ass worship, but it was also not negotiable so I kept sniffing until Keri told me to stop and the two script pulled my read/write head back. Aria straightened herself and turned to present us. She seemed to sustain a bit of a satisfied smile.

'' You did well, '' Keri praised. `` Do you know why it was crucial for you to do that ? It 's because we get guy wire who say they are ass worshipers but all they want is to shoot a twosome of lick then move on to trying to fuck the girl. Nooooo, that is not an ass worshiper. We learned a longsighted time ago that the one thing that TRUE ass worshipers have in common is smell. They all love it. So, if a guy is n't a true ass believer, we 'll find out soon enough. Those type all run out of here like wimpy little puppies with their tails between their peg. But the sniffers, yeah, that 's what we want. ``

Ass worship suddenly seemed freehanded and more delineate than I had ever imagined.

'' Although you did well, William Jennings Bryan, you have n't passed the test. ``

What ? How could I not have passed ? I had sniffed Aria 's ass just like she told me to and for as long as she told me to.

'' There 's a second office and it is as crucial. You see. .. `` she moved closer. `` You see. .. ass goddesses must bonk that you love their smell. If the smell is what separates ass worshipers from the rest then you must let her know that you love it. Ass goddesses are here to be adored. If you do n't adore their olfactory sensation, then you are a model and they have no use for you."

Allen nudged me again. `` Listen. It 's important. ``

'' So Bryan, '' Keri said, `` you will whiff Aria 's bottom. You will sniff it and smell it fully and you will tell her that you are in love with that olfaction. Do you understand ? It does n't matter if you love it or not as long as you say words that convince her. ``

Again, Aria turned her butt to me and she bent over just as before and I was staring at her widened hips and the shadow cleft of her scanty and I knew what I had to do. Somehow, I knew it was correct. I was beginning to empathise that buttsniffing was indeed persona of ass worship and either I adjusted to it I was n't a believer and I had to look for some other erotic pastime, the prospect of which made me horrific. I knew they were right. I had to put my nose in Aria 's ass and I had to not only smell it and say I loved it, but I had to somehow, someday get myself to actually eff it.

My head went forward almost as if on its own and I buried my human face in Aria 's round ass. I felt her butt buttock against my face cheeks. Her cheeks were soft yet taut while mine felt flushed. Then. .. I. .. I smelled it. It was as if I was smelling it for the start and I suppose that is because I was smelling girl-ass on my own for the first time. I had to impel myself to hold my cheek snuggery against her buttocks because the smell was almost overpowering. I mean, it was. .. it was smelling her ... back `` there ''. .. you know. This time, no one was pushing my headway. I was willingly smelling it. I sniffed again and winced but forced myself to keep my face right there. I sniffed again and again and I ca n't say that the more I sniffed the leisurely it was, but I mademyself to do it anyway.

'' Stop ! '' Keri commanded. `` Now, look directly at her and say how much you love her smell. ``

I did as she commanded even though I had to lie. I did it by replacement. What I mean is that while I was saying how a good deal I loved the smell of her ass I was mentally substituting that I loved fondling her butt buttock. I told her I craved the olfactory property of her ass while actually remembering the tactile property of it cupped in my hand."Your ass smells like Shangri-la"-- - ( your butt nerve are angelic and should be kissed 24/7 ) -- -- that kind of thing.

Keri was proud of but not fooled. Even so, she said it was okay. `` Anyone who would fight with it that much but speak those news anyway is in force enough to be considered. ``

Unlike Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen, I was required to stick around for an hour and keep my nose in Aria 's rear-end, smelling her and telling her how a good deal I loved it. When Allen picked me up later he seemed pleased that I had grown in the appreciation of girl-ass and I had to agree because, for whatever reasons, I had n't bothered to rid my face of her scent.

Allen Stewart Konigsberg gained a conditional membership in just four daytime. Mine took six. We were told that conditional memberships lasted for eight weeks and at the end of that sentence, we needed to stimulate achieved to the full membership or we would misplace all membership altogether. Of form, we wanted to know how to gain replete membership and that is why Allen scheduled a day for his back test and within hours, I scheduled my day.

With our conditional membership, we went to A.J. 's nd those minuscule way and the Skunk girls with their total darkness maidservant 's outfits with exclusive albumen stripes came to us and we fondled and kissed and, of course because it was required, we butt sniffed a lot of girlfriend and praised their tone. I was still faking region of that appreciation but I found myself perhaps accruing somewhat of an addiction.

Then, Keri met with Allen to indoctrinate him into total membership. He came home dazed and mumbling and ineffective to excuse why.

My designation was the next day with doubts about whether I could do whatever was required. I was led to a room nearer the end of the long hallway.

Keri ushered a half-dozen girls into the room to digest before me while I was sitting on the base. They were gorgeous and all dressed in skunk outfits except that they all bore two white grade insignia front and back. Keri told me I would choose the one girl who appealed to me most/ She had them turn around and do 1890s and that is when I thought I might have fallen in honey.

There was a girl near the end of the air with perfectly spread hips and a complete rear-end with canon darkness down the center of her thin panties. Although I had struggled to bonk the olfactory perception of miss'fag, I had all I could do to save from leaping forward and burying my nose in that young woman 's ass and smelling it fully. She was THAT gorgeous. In a way, I think that might bear been the very foremost metre that I ever truly worshiped a lady friend 's ass because that is the first clock time I truly wanted to smell out it.

Keri had them straighten and wrench to face me again. Then she asked which I preferred but I was so in awe of the perfectly-reared, honey-blond girl that I could n't even speak. She looked to be about 20 with hazel oculus that quickly took me captive.

Keri saw where I was looking and reacted, `` Then Shay it will be. The rest of you are dismissed. ``

I suddenly realized something : Sniffing Shay 's fundament, or any girl, is the most adumbrate and personal way of experiencing a girl. She is permitting you to breathe in her most-intimate and most-private piazza, giving you something that is extraordinarily personal. That alone is suitable of appreciation which includes adoration which equals ass worship. And, since I had learned that dead on target ass worship did n't exist without buttsniffing and speaking row of sexual love for a girl 's most private olfactory property, then it meant to adore Shay, I needed to whiff her ass and have sex it. I suppose my eyes were like that of a droopy and pleading pup dog.

I was so ready to smell her and when Keri had her turn around and ninety herself into position, my poke went eagerly to her ass and I truthfully worshiped her smell. It was dependable worship ; pure and unmitigated. I sniffed and praised and smelled and adored. I became lost in the depths of shay 's dark and mystifying wonderland. Buttsniffing had made no good sense in the origin but now, with this hazel-eyed girl, it made all of the sense in the world and it was easy to severalize her how often I loved her ass and her smell.

shay was told to mistreat away and stand-to. When she did, our eyes locked and hers seemed as if she accepted me. I mean, maybe she wanted me to be her young man. Maybe she loved my nose in her ass or maybe my over-wrought aspect of adoration.

Keri explained that to get a perm membership, I still had to pass"the instant test ”. She asked if I wanted more of Shay and I said"Yes ! Yes !"and Keri emphasized, `` It 's all or goose egg now, Bryan. Either you pass or you fail. If you fail, you 're out of here. You want to osculate chaise 's ass do n't you ? ``

My head cranked up and down like a bobble-head.

'' Then, remember, it 's now or never. Comprende'? ``

I had to suffer to a greater extent of Shay. I had to kiss that girl 's ass. I wanted membership and I wanted to sample More Skunk missy. I wanted to become a true ass worshiper.

Keri advised chaise to resume her ninety position and for me to once again start out sniffing because `` It will get you better prepared for the test ''.

After various minutes, she told me to terminate but to keep my face in Shay 's ass. I felt Keri 's face come close to my lead ear. `` Now Boy Orator of the Platte, this is very especial and maybe not easy. But it 's necessary if you want Shay 's ass and all of the joys of A.J. 's. ``

With my cheek still in Shay 's butt, I nodded slightly.

'' Then, you keep your expression right there. No matter what, you keep your nerve right there. Now or never, buttface. Understand ? ``

I nodded again. I would do anyth -- --

What ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ?

I felt it. It could n't be ! Shay had pushed her butt back slightly and then she had. .. she had. .. Shay farted in my face ! She had just farted, right in my faceI I struggled. Then, I stopped. It was my lot. I had to have her. I had to contract it.

'' Do it again, shay ! '' Keri ordered and once again, air wafted through shay 's panties and spread over my face. This clock time, it lasted much longer and the heating of it warmed my skin while the thought of it wrenched my sand.

'' hold open your face in her ass, Great Commoner. Now or never ! You know that ! ``

chaise looked over her left shoulder and back at me. She had a coquettish grinning and I felt her hips relocation and then. .. once again. .. she farted right in my face ! Unlike before, I did n't struggle. I accepted it. I surrendered to it. Why ?

The result came as quickly as the motion. I was looking into Shay 's center and she was looking into mine and that had made it very personal. Our eyes being lock and her fart coming into my nerve was like some kind of recondite, deep communication ; like some familiar connection was happening between us.

With a belittled grin, she farted again, right in my cheek. I received it as a very personal and private gift and not one she would give to just anyone. She was giving me something from her very essence and by inhaling her flatus, I was consuming some cozy part of her. I stopped all style of impedance and I smelled her. I earnestly and honestly smelled chaise 's farts and took them in and knew that we were somehow bonding in unusual but late basis.

Keri was pleased and said it was better than how Allen had done and I felt proud. Odd to consider about that ; feeling proud to be a fartface.

Shay tapped the side of my look and I again looked into her heart and she farted and I kept looking while I fully breathed her in. And so it went for quite some time.

I think Keri noticed our budding kinship because she dismissed Shay and brought in another missy who bent over and farted in my face while Keri challenged me to shew that fart-smelling was n't just because of Shay. I did the effective I could but the new girl 's farting were were cryptic and darker and nastier. And, she was n't Shay. Even so, I did actually begin to adapt because I realized that no matter who the girl was, she was giving me something very limited and personal and for that reason, I needed to love and appreciate and be thankful. And so I inhaled. I smelled the new girl 's breaking wind completely.

Later, Keri brought Shay back so I could caress and snog her butt nerve and she even let Shay sit on my font and farting for ten transactions. Then, she brought in the other girl and had me do the same with her.

When I got home, I was excited. I told Gracie how I had fallen in love with Shay 's ass and then her farts and how I had taken it from the sec little girl just the same and how Keri believed I was enough of a true ass worshiper that she was forwarding my profile to the administrators for good membership.

Just as we received intelligence that we would become full-of-the-moon members, I asked Keri why facefarting was so important to A.J. Skunk 's. She reminded me about the word"olfactory sensation"and how farts were convincing evidence of true ass worship, at least at A.J. Skunk 's.

"It 's not an accident that nigh of the girl here are dressed like skunk. You put your faces in their butts and they spray you with their smell. See ? Skunk girls. '' And she explained the meaning of bar. No grade insignia meant a daughter was not into ass worship and was probably just a greeter or a go-fer. One stripe meant the girl was into ass worship via buttsniffing. And, two stripes was for facefarting fille. She said that"A.J."stood for the proprietor 's initials but members often thought of it as"Ass Junkies"which had led to the founding of the full term"weed addict ”.

On our night of membership installation, we were finally admitted into the big elbow room which had all of the disturbance and euphony and strait of a party. We were put on stools in the center of what seemed to be a dance floor and the moderator, a Lady who looked to be about 50, explained who we were and that we had become entire fledged members and had been recommended by Keri and many of the dope girl and we were not only buttsniffers but were also fartfaces.

extremity clapped and cheered while we felt very proud. I noticed that a little blond cyprian and a fat honest-to-god man missed the announcements because she was farting in his face and he was snorting like a pig. okeh, that was a little ugly but I felt smug because I was new to the fit yet I could already snort farts almost as proficient as him.

We were put on our binding on a microscope stage and ten girls in double-stripe outfits took turns breaking wind in our faces while phallus howled and the pig held the prostitute by the coxa.

After that Night, we were taught ass kissing"in the way that it was intended."It was n't just kisisng a young woman 's stern cheeks but rather. .. actually. .. putting our mouths. .. you know. ... putting our rima oris right on female child'bronze rings and kissing. And then, not just kissing it but making out with it. Licking and deep-tonguing became our form of sexual social intercourse and I must say, we not only learned a lot but we had ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ! It was heaven, even though, in the beginning, it had seemed like blaze. What I loved so much was that I could go to the club and either go to the main elbow room and buss and smell young woman 's tooshie at random or I could hold a girl to a support room and worship her ass and smell her rosebud and kiss it adoringly. Or, I could induce girls sit on my face or help me to maturate in loving girl-farts, or deep-tongue her or, as with Shay, all of the above.

And yes, Shay and I dated. I would n't say we necessarily became boyfriend/girlfriend, but we did in the sense that I fell in love with her ass and when we made out, I made out with her anchor ring and when we had sex, it was with my tongue buried in her butt while she fingered herself to orgasm.

Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen also had a butt-girlfriend. She was a little fragile than most but he loved her ass. He had become a flatus freak and that is why he wanted her to be his girlfriend. I mean, shay could break wind like an Angel Falls but Elissa was the most fecund breaking wind girl I had ever met.

Sometimes we would double date and while I was fucking Shay in the ass with my natural language, Elissa was stinking the lieu up unbearably by farting all over Allen 's cheek. Shay 's breaking wind were beautifully scented but sometimes overpowered by the residual fragrance that Elissa expelled.

Okay, so I know that variety of thing is n't for everyone, but it certainly is for us. There is a deep and fleshly and sometimes amatory sex act between an ass goddess and those of us who worship them and it can not be replicated by any other human body of affair that I know. Worshiping a girl 's ass is to put her on the highest pedestal and what girl does n't love that ?

And so, The Allegiance continues as does our need to sneak through the dark of Nox to A.J. locoweed 's to engage in our strange and effete act of worshiping ass the way it was intended. There is so much more to tell. Perhaps, another time, but soon.

So far, we have not convinced Jessica Biel to sit on the throne of our faces or to let us kneel and reverently kiss her bronze ring, but we do have new posting so, as for now, those will throw to do. If you happen to know her, please have her get in touch with us. liveliness is hell when the goddess you worship is only made of paper and is Scotch whisky taped to the spinal column of your door .