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Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down

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Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down
Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down
Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down

Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down

Fecal Luxury - Fecal Fountain Upside Down Madam Tulpan, clad in a tight satin blouse, purple skirt, and tan stockings with black high-heeled boots, perched herself on the sofa, arching her back in a provocative manner. Her voluptuous figure seemed to ooze sensuality as she prepared to perform an act of unparalleled depravity. She pressed her supple ass against the air, moaning softly as a stream of warm, watery diarrhea began to seep out of her gaping asshole. It flowed down her legs, pooling at her feet like a fecal fountain. I found myself transfixed, mesmerized by the sight of her ass, her asshole puckering and relaxing as she released her bowels. Suddenly, she leaned forward, flipping her body upside down, and her fountain of shit became an inverted spectacle—a fecal waterfall cascading onto the soft sofa beneath her. She laughed wickedly as I watched, my mouth agape in shock and arousal. "Drink from my fountain, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with sinister delight. "Drink every last drop of my shit." My mind reeled with confusion and lust. Was she serious? Did she really expect me to drink her shit? But before I could process her command, my senses were assaulted by the intoxicating aroma of excrement wafting up from below. Saliva began to pool in my mouth, and without thinking, I bent down slowly, tentatively tasting the warm, malodorous fluid. It was disgusting yet oddly addictive. As I drank, Madam Tulpan continued to defecate on the sofa, the steady stream of shit filling the room with its nauseating scent. When she finally stopped, she pulled herself upright and turned to face me, her asshole still gushing with unspent waste. She pointed at it accusingly. "Now clean me," she commanded. "Clean my ass like the filthy toilet slave you are." Hesitantly, I approached her, my mouth still filled with the taste of her shit. Kneeling at her feet, I leaned forward and began to lick at her asshole, cleaning it with my tongue as best I could. The texture was rough against my tongue, and I could feel the warmth of her body radiating through my skin. I licked and scrubbed, determined to please her. She watched approvingly, her breathing heavy and labored. Then, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head closer, pushing her asshole towards my face. I complied, opening my mouth as wide as I could, feeling the cool air rush in as I cleaned her asshole with my tongue. She moaned again, this time in pleasure, her fingers massaging my scalp as she pushed deeper into my mouth. Finally satiated, she pulled away, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Good boy," she purred. "Now stand up." I rose shakily to my feet, my head spinning from the experience. She pointed to a puddle of piss on the floor. "Clean that up too." I hesitated for a moment before dipping my tongue into the puddle, tasting the bitter tang of her urine. It was different from the sweetness of her shit, but no less disgusting. As I lapped up the piss, she circled my cock, teasing me with her touch. "You like it, don't you?" she whispered, her breath tickling my ear. "You like being my toilet slave." I didn't respond, too overwhelmed by the feelings coursing through my body. She was right—I did like it. I liked the power she held over me, the control she exerted. It was sick, twisted, but also thrilling. As she continued to tease me, I felt a wet warmth against my lips. She had started to shit again, her asshole protruding as if begging to be cleaned. Without hesitation, I bent

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 14min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 6347 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 161 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 651MB

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