He had done the legwork, and now he was reaping the reward – unloading every bit of white gunk he had all over her face as she rubbed her oily boobs and pushed them together invitingly, looking up at him and winking. Suddenly he awoke, shivering and drawing his emaciated body inwards to salvage any warmth as the wan sunlight in the sky above slowly faded for the final time.
“Uhuh!” she said. “Oh yeah. Oh God yeah. Oh!” she yelped. “Oh fuck. Ohhhhh God. Oh my God, yes, yes!” she cried out, losing control as the thickest part of the turd passed the final sphincter and the whole thing plunged into the already-brown pool below, splashing some of it back onto her and invalidating the shower she’d had just minutes before.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhheeeeeuuuurrrggggghhhhh,” she uttered in a tone of weary finality, heaving herself off the long, veiny schlong and placing it back on its docking station.
It sucked that he had just been shot in the head, but it wasn’t killing him quite as immediately as he had expected, and he had time to relax his muscles down below and let out that big fart that had been coming anyway. And, just as the final blackness closed in on him, he thought he felt his whole colon discharging. Pppfffffrrrrtttttbbllblbbllbbblllbbb.