10-02-2025, 08:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-02-2025, 08:52 PM by Mohit.Kumar. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Madhu was squatting over the traditional Indian-style toilet, her petticoat hiked up around her waist. Her plump thighs were spread wide, and the light from the small window cast a soft glow on her skin.
Her cheeks puckered as she strained, the muscles in her thighs flexing with the effort.Aman watched, his eyes widening with a mix of horror and fascination, as a long, thick turd slid out from between Madhu's buttocks.The sound of the shit splattering against the porcelain was surprisingly loud in the small space.
The turd was a dark brown, almost black, and it curled lazily in the water, breaking the surface tension with a wet plop. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before, a testament to the simple, fiber-rich diet of the village.
Madhu's asshole gaped open, pink and wet, the muscles around it pulsing slightly as she pushed out the last remnants of her bowel movement. The sight of his mother's anus was shocking, but also oddly mesmerizing. He had never seen a woman's private parts up close, not even in porn. Here, it was all too real, and he couldn't tear his eyes away.
With a final grunt, another turd emerged, smaller than the first but no less impactful. It slid out with ease, the smell of it hitting him like a punch to the face. It was a rich, earthy scent that filled the small bathroom, mingling with the steam from the shower. He felt his stomach churn slightly, but his cock remained rock-hard.
Madhu's cheeks puffed out and she let out a loud, guttural fart that reverberated around the small room. The smell grew stronger, a potent mix of shit and gas that made Aman's eyes water. He should have felt repulsed, but instead, his arousal only grew.
Madhu reached for the water bucket and a cup, rinsing herself off with practiced ease. The water splashed against her skin, and he could see the rivulets of brown running down her legs, mixing with the water on the floor. She stood, wiping herself with a gamcha, the sight of her exposed body now tainted with the reality of her bodily functions.
Her cheeks puckered as she strained, the muscles in her thighs flexing with the effort.Aman watched, his eyes widening with a mix of horror and fascination, as a long, thick turd slid out from between Madhu's buttocks.The sound of the shit splattering against the porcelain was surprisingly loud in the small space.
The turd was a dark brown, almost black, and it curled lazily in the water, breaking the surface tension with a wet plop. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before, a testament to the simple, fiber-rich diet of the village.
Madhu's asshole gaped open, pink and wet, the muscles around it pulsing slightly as she pushed out the last remnants of her bowel movement. The sight of his mother's anus was shocking, but also oddly mesmerizing. He had never seen a woman's private parts up close, not even in porn. Here, it was all too real, and he couldn't tear his eyes away.
With a final grunt, another turd emerged, smaller than the first but no less impactful. It slid out with ease, the smell of it hitting him like a punch to the face. It was a rich, earthy scent that filled the small bathroom, mingling with the steam from the shower. He felt his stomach churn slightly, but his cock remained rock-hard.
Madhu's cheeks puffed out and she let out a loud, guttural fart that reverberated around the small room. The smell grew stronger, a potent mix of shit and gas that made Aman's eyes water. He should have felt repulsed, but instead, his arousal only grew.
Madhu reached for the water bucket and a cup, rinsing herself off with practiced ease. The water splashed against her skin, and he could see the rivulets of brown running down her legs, mixing with the water on the floor. She stood, wiping herself with a gamcha, the sight of her exposed body now tainted with the reality of her bodily functions.
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