I open my eyes to see Miley leaning forward as she looks back at me.
"Well since you think my ass is worthy of worship, I might as well put you to work with it!" she tells me, all the while lowering her tight leather shorts. Ever so slowly she exposes her butt, now only covered by her skimpy white thong. But it doesn't stop there as she begins to pull out her thong too. as she does so I notice that she has some noticeable brown skidmarks on the white fabric. She sits back on me with a slight giggle, putting me slightly back into her crack. The feeling this time is much nicer, as instead of having her hot sticky leather covered cheeks pressing down on either side of me, I now have her soft, warm delicate cheeks on my arms. While this is quite comfortable, the smell can be considered the back end of the deal. All around me is the permeating stench of Miley's last bowel movement. The stale air begins to get to me and I get light headed. Panicking I begin to breath heavier and start hyper ventilating. It's not been 2 minutes and I pass out.
I awake to Miley's ginormous face above me and she begins to smile. She say's
"I'm glad your still alive. I didn't want to go out and get another toy. Besides, we've only just begun." with that she stands back up, towering over me. Thats when I realize that she is naked from the waist down. I cant take my eyes off of her pussy. She has a small bush, neatly trimmed, framing her puffy, soft lips. I chuckled over the fact that I finally got the answer to my question, 'does the carpet match the drapes?'. I was interrupted from my trance as Miley said,
"Don't get carried away with looking at my pussy. Your mission is still my ass. For now..." as she lets that last part sink in, Miley turns around. All that I can see now is Miley's huge, perfect ass. Instead of sitting on me this time, she lifted me up and brought me closer to her rump. As she did so, she bent over, exposing what was between those beautiful cheeks.
Directly in front of me now was Miley's tight ass hole, stained brown from the use over the years. I keep moving forward involuntarily, when my motion is suddenly stopped, as my face was pressed quite hard up against Miley's dirty brown hole. I hear her shudder from above and then she whisper's one word.
"More." The hand behind me starts pushing me forward again and I feel the knot of flesh open to the pressure of my face. Her ass hole keeps widening in order to accept my head. Then my head is fully inside her and she stops pushing. Her ass hole relaxes around my neck, choking me. I struggle all I can to get some air, but its no use. I hear her say that word again.
"More." she pushes again forcing my shoulders through. I can breath again, but I soon wish that I couldn't. The smell of the interior of Miley's ass is indescribable. Its like a mixture of rotten egg's, beans and decaying meat. All these scents mix to create an odor of almost pure shit.
She is still pushing until only my feet are left sticking out. Then she begins to pull me back out. I'm almost completely out when she stops, allowing her ass hole to relax around my throat again. She pushes again forcing me to take deep breaths of her anal cavity. That's when I realize what she is doing to me. She's using me as a human buttplug!
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