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Chapter #4
Eaten by hole
by: Unknown
The bike is starting to rattle itself to pieces as Tanya's legs keep pounding the pedals. She ignores the streaming sweat dripping out every roll and crease on her morbidly fat body. Sweat pours endlessly down her face and drip onto her lip where she laps up the salty drops from and keeps pedaling.
The rhythmic rise and fall of her buttcheeks is making the seat rattle of its foundation. You hear the horrendous squeaking while getting pulled further and further up the slick walls of her crack and try to keep yourself from rising by pressing your hands up against the skin, but they slide right up as if on water. The steady buttcheek pounding is making your head split open from the noise and you wince horribly while being carried up. The puffing, moist pucker pulsates as you near it, squishing sweat between the creases as it tightens. It laps at your squirming body as you start to press against it. A determined Tanya grips her fat fingers on the handlebars hard and pedals harder. Sweat is pooling out her pits and cleavage through her tight clothes. Her wide haunches stick up behind and quiver wildly while her buttcrack dampens and the sweat stain on her ass gets bigger and bigger. Nuts and bolts are falling off the bike and onto the floor.
The monstrous ass keeps rubbing its brown, rubbed-raw sides together until the inside is baking hot. The sound of the sweat-soaked friction burns rubbing and smacking together is almost as nauseating as the smell emanating from her hungry orifice. The anus almost feels like its salivating as it touches you and the sticky lips envelop you in a warm embrace. The puckered hole presses firmly against your cheek and you realize you're being sucked in. Tanya's pants wince loudly as she pushes her crack into the big, pointed seat and shoves its dull end straight up into her ass. You wriggle to get away from the squishing anus, but you feel the hard metal pushing through the webbing of her pants against your head and you know it’s the end. While Tanya’s blubbery, massive cheeks continue to grind up and down, you lose a leg in the lips of the the pucker and are quickly carried in.
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