Savannah toilet lover - pee and poo in my bidet

Savannah, a beautiful young woman with a tight, curvaceous body and a captivating smile, stood in front of an elegant toilet in a bustling public restroom. She loved the feeling of the cool porcelain against her skin as she washed her feet in the water from the nearby washbasin. Her toes wriggled playfully in the water as she watched the ankle-deep swirls around her feet. Suddenly, she noticed something unusual in the water—a large, fresh turd floating lazily towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized it as her own, expelled only moments ago from her perfect ass.

Intrigued, Savannah leaned closer to the side of the bathtub and reached out tentatively with one finger. She gently poked at the soft, squishy mass and felt it give way under her touch. With growing curiosity, she pushed her finger deeper into the warm, supple flesh, feeling the smooth walls of her own colon stretch and press against her finger. A thrill ran through her body as she realized how intimately connected she was to this foreign object that had once been part of her.

With her finger still buried in the toilet, Savannah reached for a nearby toilet brush and carefully scooped up some of the poo onto its bristles. She brought it up to her nose and took a tentative sniff, wrinkling her nose at the pungent, earthy scent that filled her nostrils. Gingerly, she touched the poo to her tongue, savoring the salty, metallic taste that she couldn't get enough of. As she worked up the courage to take a bigger bite, she heard a voice behind her.

"Miss, are you alright?" An older woman asked, eyeing her suspiciously. Savannah pulled away with a start, realizing that she had been caught red-handed. "Uh, yes, ma'am," she stammered, trying to avoid making eye contact as she flushed the toilet and quickly washed her hands under the running water.

As she left the restroom, a warm feeling spread through her body as she remembered the taste of her own poo lingering on her tongue. She couldn't help but smile to herself, aware that this dirty little secret was something that she would never be able to resist. The thrill of the taboo and the intimacy of it all made her heart race and her pussy tingle with anticipation of what she might find next time she went number two.

From that day forward, Savannah made a pact with herself: whenever she had the chance, she would spend time exploring the dirty secrets hidden deep within her own bowels. Whether it was playing with her poop or pushing her body to the limits of pleasure, she knew that no matter what she found, it would always be a part of her—a part that she couldn't help but love and cherish forever.