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Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha

Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha / Shitting / Scat

Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha
Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha
Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha

Dea Samantha - Shiting on a plate - Morning Fresh Shit - Dea Samantha

As I walked into the kitchen this morning, the sunlight streaming through the windows, my eyes fell upon the plate on the table. It was a delicate, white porcelain, serving as the perfect canvas for my morning surprise. My body was rushing, adrenaline pumping through my veins at the thought of what I was about to create. Dea Samantha, the goddess of shit, ready to bestow her divine gifts upon her human toilet slave. But wait, my slave was late. Angry thoughts crossed my mind, but then I remembered the doctor's advice. My slave needed my shit more than ever, filled as it was with vital nutrients and minerals. So, instead of punishing him for his tardiness, I decided to use this opportunity to teach him a lesson about the importance of my morning routine. With a smirk on my face, I approached the toilet, feeling the warmth in my lower regions. A gentle push sent my morning offering flying through the air, landing gracefully on the waiting plate. It was still steaming, fresh from its journey down my gut. As I admired my creation, a sense of power washed over me. I left the plate on the table, untouched, a silent reminder to my slave of what awaited him. When he finally arrived, flustered and out of breath, I watched with anticipation as he approached the table. His eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. Reluctantly, he kneeled down and began to eat from the plate. I could see the struggle on his face, but he knew better than to disobey me. Slowly, hesitantly, he brought the first bite to his mouth. The taste was unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was warm, soft, and slightly salty. But as he swallowed, he could feel the power coursing through his veins. From that day forward, my slave understood the importance of my morning routine. He arrived on time, eagerly awaiting the precious gifts that only I could provide. Together, we created a bond that only true devotion and submission could forge. And so, every morning, my slave would kneel before me, ready to receive his morning dose of Dea Samantha's divine shit, grateful for the opportunity to be blessed by her sacred gifts.

Category: Shitting / Scat
Length: 2min.
Video Info: 1080x1920 Pixel @ 6896 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 83MB

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