Her right hand dove into the bucket of warm vomit again, and scooped up a handful of the slimy liquid. “Oh fuck yes you dirty girl Erika, you sick fuck”, her voice let out between breaths. Indian porn “Why does this sick shit turn me on so god damn much? She hadn’t noticed it herself, but she was fatigued. That was a good decision. She hadn’t noticed it herself, but she was fatigued. She took a minute to recover and stared into the bucket. She still hadn’t recovered. She sleepily glanced through the lightly sunlit room at the bucket, but elected instead to pull the covers off her body. “If someone could see me now…” She let out a light laugh. She’d gotten dressed in her usual sleeping gear, an old, slightly too large grey T-shirt and plain white panties. The brown sludge wrapping around and under her ass, slowly creeping forward toward her pussy. This time she was prepared for the smell. Suddenly she felt her stomach cramp up and a second later a disgusting gurgling sound emerged from her throat as her body violently emptied yesterday’s dinner into the plastic container with a splashing sound.
