Toilet Slaves Scatology - Young girls shit! - Part 2

The moment my inviting tongue touched her sweaty scent, she let out a moan of delight. Her warm breath brushed against my neck as she whispered, "Good boy." With a wicked smile, she pulled her panties down to her knees and lowered herself onto the rim of the filthy toilet bowl. Dipping her finger into her moist folds, she rubbed the juices across my face, teeth, and lips. I lapped at her fingertip like a hungry puppy as she drew circles around my swollen cock with it, teasing me mercilessly.

Suddenly, she yanked my head back and forced me to look up at her. She lifted one leg and placed her socked foot on the edge of the toilet, making sure I could see her shapely ass cheeks part as she squatted down. Giving me a nasty grin, she swiveled her hips, farting loudly into the bowl before lowering herself onto it once more.

When she removed the sock from her foot and slid in it to the toilet bowl, I couldn't help but tremble with anticipation. She dipped the filthy, stinking sock in the mess and then lifted it to my face. "Smell this," she commanded, her voice dripping with evil glee. "It's the scent of my ass and my pussy."

As I inhaled deeply, I felt my cock throb in anticipation. She grinned wickedly as she pressed the sock against my lips, urging me to taste what was inside. Reluctantly, I opened my mouth and let the foul-smelling wad of sock-fabric slide past my tongue. It was disgusting yet arousing at the same time.

Her amused chuckle echoed in the room as she pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her perky tits for me to worship. She stuck out her ass once more and wiggled it enticingly before pushing me to my knees between her legs. The scent of her pussy and her ass filled my nostrils as I pressed my lips against her moist slit.

I felt her hand grip my hair, pulling my head closer to her aching clit. She began to rock her hips, grinding her pussy against my face as she moaned in pleasure. At the same time, she reached out with the other hand and placed something else in front of my eyes – a gleaming, metallic toilet brush.

The sight of it made my heart race. She laughed huskily as she saw my eyes widen in anticipation. With an evil grin, she grabbed the handle of the toilet brush and pushed its bristles towards my mouth. "Taste it," she ordered, her voice a low, seductive growl.

Swallowing thickly, I opened my mouth and let the cold, hard bristles prod against my tongue. It was repulsive and exhilarating all at once. As I adjusted to the sensation, she pulled the toilet brush out of my reach and plunged her fingers into her sopping wet pussy instead.

Her fingertips circled my lips and teased my tongue as she thrust them in and out of her juicy folds. "Suck on these," she purred, her voice dripping with lust. I didn't hesitate to obey, taking her fingers deep into my mouth as I ran my tongue over them, tasting every drop of her sweet nectar.

She moaned loudly as she felt me licking and sucking her fingers clean. She yanked them out of my mouth abruptly, leaving me panting for more. Before I could recover, she pulled her soiled panties off and threw them at me. "Clean this up," she ordered, pointing at the pile of dirty laundry around our feet.

With a smirk on her face, she walked off towards the shower, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my filthy chores. But I didn't mind at all. In fact, I was more aroused than ever before. I couldn't wait to see what she had in store for me next.

As I picked up the panties and began to sniff them, a strange, new sensation began to unfold within me. The smell of her sweat, her pussy, and her ass was intoxicating, filling me with an uncontrollable desire that I had never experienced before. I couldn't believe how turned on I was by the filth and dirt surrounding me. And yet, I couldn't imagine ever wanting to be anywhere else.