1. What friends are for - Finally


    Date: 1/10/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Death, Hardcore, Humiliation, Scatology, Snuff, Author: Nebic, Rating: 46.2, Source: sexstories.com

    What friends are for - Finally WARNING THIS IS A HARDCORE, SNUFF, SCAT, AND HUMILATION STORY AND SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE "Hahaha! The faggot just shot spunk all over his daddy's Urn!" Mark laughed, fist bumping another friend while continuing to fuck Sammy's mom. "Jizz wont be the only thing to hit those ashes!" Another friend remarked, enjoying the handjob he was recieving. Sammy's heart beated frantically, trying to catch his breath while another droplet of cum fell to the floor. Seeing the Urn painted with his own cum made him dizzy and even more aroused. He knew his mind was slipping, he couldn't hold his lust back much longer. It would only take another push, and Sammy would dissapear into the dark depravity that everyone else was already enjoying. Pulling his sloppy spent cock out of Sammy's mother, Mark walked over and knelt down beside him. Grabbing the back of Sammy's head he pushed and pulled Sammy around leading him to his own mother's wet dripping pussy. "Clean it out, Queer!" Mark commanded, pushing Sammy's nose and mouth into his mother's cunt. His mind was on the edge of madness, licking and sucking his former friend's cum out of his mother was an experience he never would have expected. The taste was salty and strong, but erotic enough that he couldn't stop until her pussy was completely clean and empty of cum. "One more thing to clean up." Mark said pulling Sammy by the ear, leading him back to his father's Urn. "Lick all your cum up." He said laughing, ...
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    along with everyone else sharing a chuckle. "See how happier we all are now that he's dead?" Sammy's mother added. Sammy stayed on all fours as Mark used his back like a chair, giving Sammy his full weight. His hard dick still sore, it throbbed and loved the punishment as his tongue extended and licked the side of the Urn. Cleaning up every drop of his own cum, Sammy couldn't believe how good being evil felt. Just as he was about to give in to his darkest desires, a friend stepped up to the opposite side of the Urn and gave Sammy the final push. "Ooough - that damn Mexican food! Sorry Sammy I can't hold it anymore!" His friend said while rubbing his stomach. This was it, Sammy knew it. He knew what was coming, and he wanted it. His friend turned around and bent over, sticking his ass out over the coffee table; and his father's Urn. Sammy took hold of his own cock, then reached forward and removed the Urn's lid. Leaning forward he put himself in the line of fire, waiting on it. "Here it comes! This is how much I respect your dead daddy!" He said, groaning as he reached back spreading his ass cheeks. Everyone around him started cheering, waiting on the show. Sammy's mind was gone, he had given into the same darkness that his friends had. Sammy's cock throbbed as he watched his friend's asshole open up and erupt with a thick penut butter like diarrhea that shot across the table. Splattering against Sammy's face, everyone laughed and cheered as Sammy reached forward to adjust the ...
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