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She showed hers first!!!

So MamaDuck was kind enough to share the poonami with us. I told her if she showed hers , I would show mine. The bad part is, the only copy I could find, was the one I SCRAPBOOKED. I know, I am sick. I have said this many times before. I think poop, farts and pretty much all bodily functions are nature's comedy show. Well, here is what Emily produced for my friend Tara. This was just the beginning.
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She had five days worth of crap to get out. Luckily I was breastfeeding and the odor was tolerable.

Update: I know you can see her labia (what a funny ass word). I figured since it was covered in poop, the sickos wouldn't like it. So, if you are a big pervert, move along. Poop is funny, not exciting.

Update to another post:
If you are going to play, Leave a comment on the above link and I will be able to make a list of links for people to visit. Let's share these beauties!!!

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