[481SACZ-203] Yu

The professor's facial accusations were still child's play. It is strange because when you get to a level where you are given an enema so many times that you leak a lot of stool, this humiliation of bowel movements leads you to a high degree of masochistic pleasure. From my anus, the professor pulls out a lump of stool in Cusco. This is irresistible. It's the worst humiliation as a woman. The professor picks up my stool mass and inserts it back into my anus. Once you have your own stool mass, your anus is blocked. I'm embarrassed and almost go crazy. But as a masochist, that humiliation becomes a pleasure. I muttered, "Professor, I seem to be falling more and more...", and uttering those words myself actually multiplied the feeling of the bewitching M in me. The professor inserted his finger deep into my stool-soaked anus. I pleaded, "Oh, Professor, allow me to put my fingers in my...", but he inserted several fingers deeper into my and finally even got an fist. "My, you can break it, don't~" My anus seems to be a sex zone. Being anally fisted brought a new sense of pleasure to my brain.