Greg stared blankly up at Beth after this command, "well, are ya gonna keep me waiting" she said smiling as Greg snapped out of his little trance and stood up before following her orders and sitting on her lap blushing a slight share of red "hmmm, sweetheart my shirt feels all sweaty could you help me take it off~" she smiled seductively causing Greg to blush an even brighter shade of red as he began to gently pull it over her revealing her slightly chubby yet curvy body.
Once her shirt was off she released a loud, wet BBBBRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP which sprayed shit so over the inside of the toilet bowl and vibrated her lap and by extension Greg's body. Greg began to try put his hand over his nose once the smell reached his nose but before he could Beth stopped him by taking hold of his arm "a good boyfriend should appreciate his girlfriend's natural smells" she smiled as Greg put his arm down and she continued her shit.
PPPPPPPRRRFRRRTTTTTTTT
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP
PPPPPPRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTT
She continued blasting shit into the toilet, she was expecting Greg to start coughing and choking but was surprised when he suddenly place one of his hands I the side of her left ass cheeks and gave it a gentle squeeze, "well if you like my ass so much, how would you like to get a little closer to it once I'm done in here" she said and Greg seemed to like that idea as he nodded his head quite fast, she smiled as she pulled him closer so she could whisper in his ear "and would you be fine eating my ass if I didn't wipe" she whispered to which Greg seemed to get excited about that idea as he started nodding his head up and down even faster.
"well then go wait in the living room for me to finish up, will you sweety~" Beth smiled as Greg got up and left the bathroom while Beth continued to destroy the toilet bowl for a few more minutes, once she was done she grabbed her shirt, pulled up her sweatpants and made her way down stairs to see Greg excitedly waiting in anticipation.
"Well Greg what would you like to do? Clean my gassy ass with your tongue?, let me sit and fart on you? or what about me giving you a Dutch oven?" Beth chuckled as Greg began thinking, " just use you fingers to tell me if you still don't wanna talk...or if you can't talk. " she said before Greg responded.
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