The request (order) and hug of life (her life)

He took a step forward to stand as close to her as possible. His crotch was on her breasts, and his hairy belly with a belly button that probably had fungal bacteria from not washing this place for ages was at the level of her nose.

– Let it be, I forgive you, but try to be more understanding and polite

– Of course - when she spoke, she tried not to grimace because being so close to Otto's crotch was a really terrible **** - and now I'm going to cook you the best meal of your life.

– Just don't get up, wait, I have one request - he started sounds bossy again

– Which one Dave?

– You see, considering that I have mercifully forgiven you for your reprehensible behavior - as he said this, he brought his belly, which was one big roll of fat, closer to the whore's face, as if he wanted her to stick his nose in and fill his decrepit navel - I have an idea how to seal our reconciliation.

– H-how - her voice was muffled by Otto's belly and the hairs on her face

– You see, your model figure, unrestrained position, and clothes showing freedom will be perfect for a photo session commemorating our reconciliation. What do you think?

Olivia didn't know what to think about this idea, but she was flattered that he said she had the figure of a model, she remembered how she was young and probably even wiser than now and wanted to become one and she didn't want to ruin the idea either, after all, the purpose of it was to seal their reconciliation.

– With great pleasure

They don't warn anything Otto slipped his hands behind her ears and under her hair, then grabbed her tightly and quickly pressed Olivia's face into his drum, stuffing her nose into his dirty hole in his stomach as he intended. Olivia didn't know what was happening, but she didn't fight it, she thought it was a sign of gratitude and he would end the hug soon (how wrong she was), but the smell from Otto's navel gave her a new experience of the stench. As I said earlier, there is probably a mycelium and fungus growing inside, which released spores into her nostrils due to the pressure of Olivia's nose going deeper and deeper. It wasn't that it had any smell, but these spores actually infected and consumed her cerebrum and shut down, destroyed the nervous systems in her brain and corrupted, degraded her mind the size of a peanut. Because of this, she didn't have the strength to fight when the time in Otto's belly began to suffocate her. Otto heard her **** but decided to hold her for a while longer. The mouth that had been closed opened in hopes of catching some oxygen, but all that happened was Olivia's tongue furiously licking Otto's sweaty hairy skin beneath his mushroom mine. Her eyes began to go blank, her hands began to twitch uncontrollably, but her torso and legs remained still in a sexy uptight position. Another moment and he would lose consciousness or worse. He looked down on her unsuccessful fight for life, but he didn't care about it. If it hadn't been for the biological weapon he had in his belly button for years that had penetrated Olivia's mind, she could have easily pushed him away and beaten the crap out of him. all she could do was wave her arms aimlessly, lick his fat belly and inhale the virus from TLOU. He watched her hair grow and, as he suspected, it blended perfectly with his penis mucus. With all this frenzy, Olivia stuck her ass out even more, which gave Otto a better view, which was already visible in the back of his head. Now he saw that there were large oval and round yellow spots on the upper part of her butt. He realized that it must be remnants dripping from the hair onto the bitch's ass. They looked just like drops of candle wax, hardened and firmly stuck to the surface they were on.

– It looks like she has cheetah spots on her ass. Hehe - he started salivating and a large drop of yellowish phlegm fell perfectly into the groove of the queen's ass and flowed further into the crack. Suddenly - Uugh... Aaah..!

This sound was a sound of pleasure because Otto realized that he had cummed. Once again in his pleasure mode, he didn't notice that Olivia was tossing his forming boner, causing him to fall out, landing and burying itself between Olivia's breasts, aiming head after head straight at her stomach as she began to ****, her breasts moving faster, giving Otaa's penis a titjob. Finally, it fused and the goddess' belly was flooded. The two green hairy slime spots next to Olivia's navel could now meet their thick, tart, yellowish cousins. Olivia's hands began to slow down in their struggling, and her muffled sounds also stopped.

– Okay, you have your master's favor

He finally let her go, and a thick streak of pure transparent saliva was visible between the degenerate's slobbery pucker and Olivia's face.

– Dave, what was that? - she was completely surprised and looked at his ugly face without seeing the bridge connecting her plump pink lips with her fat, hairy belly

– My joy for our photo session - he sounded happy - you didn't like it - now he sounded sad

– Of course I do - she said, as if trained not to hurt his feelings

She wanted to touch her belly because she felt it was very warm. She had this feeling 3 times already: by the pool on her butt, on the couch on her peris and over the sink on her head. Now she wanted to check what this strange sticky warm substance was that she felt on her body all the time, but