Running Late

Running Late
Id got almost to my garden gate, when on the road side, the urge to thrust was just over whelming. I could feel the head of the shit had already escaped my butt fuckhole and there was nothing I could do except to lift up my skirt and let the poopy push into my panties! It felt so good - all warm and squishy between my cheeks. I reached my hand back to touch the warm lump, rubbing my hands over it. Seeing a couple watching me from down the street, I decided to move in to the yard - I still needed to poop more!