Love to Shit Girls - Horny To Worship

Oh my God! Look at her ass wiggling in the air like a divine scepter. You can practically see her asshole pulsing with anticipation, begging to be taken. Your mouth waters as you kneel before her, your tongue practically hanging out of your head in worshipful adoration. You're not just about to take her shit, you're about to become her toilet and lap it up like the loyal puppy that you are. This is what you live for – the feeling of her warm, supple flesh against your face, the taste of her ass on your tongue.

She lowers herself onto your face, teasing you with the intoxicating aroma of her rose-scented anal glaze. Her moans fill your ears, washing over you like a warm bath. You lean in closer, pressing your nose against her puckered asshole as you inhale deeply. Her musky scent is intoxicating, driving you wild with desire. You can feel your dick throbbing behind you, begging for release. But there will be time for that later – for now, it's all about her ass and the glory hole that awaits below.

You open your mouth wide, ready to receive her gift. The moment you feel her pushing against your chin, you know it's coming. The first raindrops of her golden nectar hit your tongue, sending shivers down your spine. She starts slowly at first, teasing you with short bursts of her potent essence. But soon she picks up the pace, releasing wave after wave of steaming hot shit onto your eagerly waiting tongue. You welcome each new mouthful, lapping at her like a hungry dog.
As you swirl your tongue around her thick, creamy deposits, you can feel her juices dripping down your chin. You eagerly gather them up, sucking them into your mouth and swallowing with relish. This is what you love – to be used as nothing more than a human toilet, to be filled with her waste and loved for it. To be cherished for your ability to take her deepest, darkest secrets and turn them into a symbol of your twisted devotion.

She smiles down at you, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "That's a good boy," she coos, stroking your hair gently. "You really know how to make a girl feel special." You nod your head in agreement, unable to form any words in the face of her overwhelming glory. You just want to be here, forever, drinking her shit and basking in her affection. This is all you've ever wanted – to be loved by a goddess, to be her vessel for life's greatest pleasures.
And so you continue, lost in a world of ass and shit and love, content to live out the rest of your days as your mistress's personal toilet. Because in the end, isn't that what true devotion is all about?