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Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch

Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch / Toilet Slavery

Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch
Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch
Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch

Goddess Tempest - Sunday Scat Lunch

As the afternoon sun streamed through the windows, Goddess Tempest lay leisurely on her bed, luxuriating in the afterglow of a sumptuous Sunday lunch. The aroma of roasted meats and rich sauces still lingered in the air, mingling with the gentle scent of her perfume. She sighed contentedly, her full stomach brimming with satisfaction. Suddenly, she felt a familiar stirring deep within her, an insatiable yearning that could only be quelled by the skilled tongue of her loyal toilet slave. She smiled to herself, knowing that he would never disappoint her. Slowly, she raised her legs, inviting him to worship at her altar of desire. The man knelt at her feet, his heart racing with anticipation. Gently, he leaned forward, his nose grazing her smooth, hairless legs. She could feel his warm breath against her skin, sending shivers of excitement down her spine. With careful precision, he began to probe her tight, puckered anus, slipping his tongue deeper and deeper inside her. Moaning softly, Goddess Tempest threw her head back in ecstasy. The feel of his tongue on her most intimate spot was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation as he licked and teased her with long, slow strokes. His obedience filled her with pride, and she knew that she had chosen the perfect toilet slave to serve her every need. As the pleasure built within her, Goddess Tempest felt the familiar heaviness in her bowels. It was time for her toilet slave to prove his worth once again. She braced herself, ready to release the massive turds that had been building up all weekend. With a deep, satisfying sigh, she let go, emptying her bowels into his waiting mouth. The man didn't flinch, even as the hot, foul-smelling turds filled his mouth. He swallowed them all, eager to please his mistress. When he was finally finished, he leaned forward, his chin resting on her thigh. He looked up at her, his eyes shining with subservience and adoration. Goddess Tempest smiled down at him, her heart filled with tenderness. She reached down, running her fingers through his hair. "You are truly devoted," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "You make me feel like the most special woman in the world." With a satisfied sigh, she leaned back against the pillows, allowing her toilet slave to tenderly clean her up. He licked every inch of her, from her anus to her dripping pussy, his tongue working in concert with his fingers. As he brought her to climax once again, she knew that their bond was unbreakable. It was a bond built on trust, submission, and mutual gratification. A bond that would last forever, no matter how taboo or depraved it might seem to others. For in their world, scat and toilet worship were not just fetishes - they were a way of life.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 18min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 2149 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 161 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 305MB

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