Abigail Dupree - Scat Smear Enema Prolapse Big Orgasms

Absolutely divine, the taste of my own feces on my tongue is intoxicating. I can feel the warm rush of pleasure from my core, As I push out my latest creation in the bathtub. Oh how I love to bathe in my own filth, feeling the soft squelching of waste between my toes and the sweet stench filling the air. I am Abigail Dupree, and I have a special bond with my scat fetish.

I grew up in a home where scat wasn't discussed, let alone encouraged. But as young as I can remember, the thought of taking a dump and feeling the weight of it in my bowels would give me a rush of excitement. As I got older, these urges grew stronger, and one day, I couldn't resist the call of my own filth anymore. I knelt on the cold bathroom tiles, feeling the gentle pressure of my full bowels pushing against my asshole. I took a deep breath and forced my hand down my throat, feeling the cool lubrication of saliva slide down my gag reflex. With a forceful thrust, I plunged my fist into my own anus, feeling the cool satin walls give way to the warm, soft insides of my intestines. My fingers brushed against my own feces, and I moaned in delight as they coated my hand. With focused determination, I massaged my prostate gland, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I grunted and groaned as my asshole clenched around my fist, pushing out the contents of my colon. The hot, thick stew of feces and mucus oozed out, coating my wrist in a thick layer of filth. I couldn't wait to taste it. I stood up, my hand coated in warm, gooey shit, and slowly raised it to my mouth. The sweet, earthy smell of my own waste filled the air, making my nostrils flare in anticipation. With a deep breath, I opened my lips and let the first thick glob of shit entered my mouth, relishing in the disgusting taste and texture. Over the next few minutes, I emptied every last drop of my scat onto my body, rubbing it into my skin and hair, moaning with pleasure as the warm, sticky filth covered me. My heartbeat raced as I felt the rush of excitement and arousal wash over me, knowing that I had crossed a line and found the ultimate taboo pleasure. I stood there, naked and covered in my own filth, feeling stronger than ever. The power I derive from pushing out waste, the sweet stench of my own scat in the air, it's all so exhilarating. If you love this kind of taboo play as much as I do, then come join me in my sinful world of scat. There are many more piles of filth to explore, and we can do it together.