Ladies Keeping it Funky - Ms Jenkins Breaking in The New Office!

Ms Jenkins, a curvaceous and confident woman with an extensive scat fetish history, had just landed a new job. As she eagerly entered the office bathroom, her eyes wandered over the white porcelain toilet seat, imagining the filth it would soon harbor. With anticipation coursing through her veins, she closed the stall door and locked it securely behind her. Suddenly, the pungent aroma of her morning coffee struck her nostrils, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in disgust. But this was nothing compared to the unique scent she was about to produce. Wasting no time, Ms Jenkins pulled down her slacks and panties to reveal her round, plump ass, invitingly exposed. As she positioned herself over the toilet seat, she grunted in excitement at the thought of what was about to take place. With a sudden surge of power, Ms Jenkins' bowels roared to life. The aftermath of her morning breakfast, combined with the anxiety from her new job, had created the perfect storm within her body. She let out a long, low growl as the first wave of pressure hit her insides. In one swift motion, she grabbed onto the toilet paper roll for leverage and released a torrent of hot, steaming feces onto the pristine toilet paper below. Her ass clenched and unclenched rhythmically, forcing out wave after wave of thick, gloppy shit. The intoxicatingly foul scent filled the small bathroom, causing Ms Jenkins to wriggle and squirm in pleasure. Each passing minute seemed to bring her closer to orgasm, the feeling of her own filth coating the insides of her ass sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. With one final, grandiose thrust, Ms Jenkins released the final remnants of her copious load. She let out a satisfied sigh as she felt the last of the pressure leave her bowels, then gracefully sank onto the toilet seat. For a moment, she simply basked in the glory of her achievement, every inch of her aching to be covered in her own feces. And as she sat there, gazing longingly at her work of art in the toilet bowl below, she couldn't help but imagine what kind of filth she would leave behind on her way out.