Bastiennes Butt Butter - Feeding My Toilet Slave

Bastiennes glowing face beamed with delight as she luxuriated on her throne, feet perched comfortably on her adoring toilet slave's chest. Today was a special day - she was going to let go of everything pent up inside her, and let her loyal servant reap the rewards. With a contented sigh, she eased herself back into a relaxed position and released the stream of feces that had been building up. Warm, steaming piles of excrement cascaded down onto her devoted worshiper's face, coating it in a thick layer of her precious waste. She savored the look of bliss that crossed his face as he basked in the intoxicating scent and felt the warmth wash over him. As the final drop fell, Bastienne unfurled her legs and gave him a proud smile. "Good boy," she purred, reaching down to stroke his hair affectionately. "Now it's time for your treat." With that, she moved aside and patted her lap invitingly. Her trusted piggy knew what she meant and scrambled towards her, his mouth already watering in anticipation. She chuckled warmly as he pushed his face closer to hers, eagerly awaiting her next gift. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached down and picked up a generous handful of her feces, forming it into a perfect little pellet. She held it up teasingly before slowly pushing it between his lips. The unwashed meat of her ass tasted both filthy and addictive on his tongue, and he couldn't help but moan in ecstasy as he savored every bite. He lapped eagerly at her fingers, cleaning them of any remaining remnants of her shit before gobbling down the next piece she offered. It wasn't long before he was covered in a fine layer of her fecal matter, his face shiny with excrement and his mouth full of the rich, earthy flavor that only came from being intimately connected to Bastienne's asshole. He loved every second of it - this was true bliss, and he knew that he would do anything to keep experiencing it. As he lay there, content and satiated, Bastienne leaned in close to plant a soft kiss on his forehead. "Such a good boy," she cooed, reaching down once more to pat his head fondly. She stood up gracefully, her perfect form towering over him as she surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction. "Now we're both clean," she said with a wink, heading towards the shower to rinse off the last remnants of their intimate bonding session. Smiling to himself, he couldn't help but fantasize about the next time he'd get to bask in her glory. Until then, he had a feeling he'd be spending a lot of time dreaming about Bastienne and her beautiful, golden asshole.