Fecal Luxury - Shit In Mouth Slap On Face With Shoes

Madam Tulpan sat on the toilet with her soft, creamy shit prepared to meet its fate -- my mouth. She held her breath and tensed her sphincter as she lowered her bulging, fecal diaper, allowing a warm wave of shit to flow from her anus directly into my waiting maw. Oh, the intoxicating aroma of her ass! It was a mixture of sweat, stale urine, and undigested food particles that ignited a primal desire within me. I didn't waste a moment, swallowing her offering whole and savoring every last drop. Her feces coated my tongue, teeth, gums, and the roof of my mouth, filling my senses with the unique taste and texture of her shit. My pleasure was evident by the groans and moans escaping my throat as I relished in this fecal delicacy. Madam Tulpan stared at me with a mix of satisfaction and arousal as she reached down and helped lift my chin to meet her gaze. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she saw the traces of her shit still clinging to my lips and teeth. She leaned in closer, her breath carrying the unmistakable scent of her feces. "Now it's time for you to taste this shit properly," she purred, using her fingers to stir the remaining shit in my mouth into a creamy mess. Her long fingers sank deep into my mouth, mashing the shit against my tongue and cheeks, coating my teeth with a fine layer of her excrement. She sat back and began slapping my face with the soles of her shoes, the stench of her shit wafting through the air. Each slap sent a shockwave of pleasure through my body as the feces-covered soles made contact with my skin, leaving a sticky residue behind. The sensation was intoxicating, and I found myself moaning in delight under her attention. Then came the pitter-patter of her feet as she started stomping and slapping the shit-covered soles of her shoes against my face and head. I writhed in ecstasy as her feces-coated heels dug into my cheeks, leaving behind a warm, gooey residue. The stench was overwhelming, but to me, it was the sweetest scent in the world. As she continued her fecal assault, I felt myself reaching climax. My cock twitched and throbbed within its cage, leaking pre-cum in anticipation. Madam Tulpan didn't miss a beat, using her fingers to coax my cock to full erection before wrapping her feces-covered fingers around it and pumping it hard and fast. "Cum for your container of shit," she commanded, her voice thick with lust. And with that, I let forth the most intense orgasm of my life, my body shuddering as hot streams of cum splattered across her face and onto the floor. As I collapsed, spent and fulfilled, Madam Tulpan leaned in close, her breath hot against my ear. "Do you want more?" she whispered, tracing her fingers through the remnants of her shit that still coated my lips. I couldn't speak. All I could do was nod my head vigorously, signaling my eagerness for more of her fecal delights.