Natalia Kapretti - Eat my tasty shit, my happy toilet

Get on your knees behind me, pull the shit out of my ass with your hands and put it in your mouth. More, more pull the shit, eat my chocolates. Stuff your mouth so your cheeks swell like a hamster's. Yeah, great, I haven't shat that much in a while. Eat my shit my shit-eater, eat more, lick your fingers. You're my favorite shit-eater, chew, eat. After all truth tasty I have shit. Smear shit all over your face, chest. Look at you, what a beauty you are now. Good slave girl, eat my shit, get used to eating shit, you're my toilet bowl. A little sick but nothing, shove it back. I love it so much. I see how happy you are to eat my shit. Natalia Kapretti lowered her ass onto your face, making sure to grind her pussy against your nose. The warmth and wetness of her folds spread across your skin, and the powerful scent of pussy mixed with the harsh smell of her asshole. You couldn't help but grind your hips back into her, desperate to feel her in any way you could. Natalia chuckled darkly, her amber eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. You were her toilet, her personal human shitter. It was your job to clean up after her, no matter how disgusting it got. She murmured words of encouragement as you took her giant turd deep into your throat, savoring the rancid flavor. You moaned around it, causing her to smirk. She sank one hand into your hair, holding you in place as she began to push out another huge turd. This time, you didn't hesitate. You greedily stuffed your mouth with her shit, wanting to taste every last bit. As you gagged and choked on her fecal matter, Natalia reached down between your legs. Her fingers found your clit, and she began to roughly stimulate it. Your body responded instinctively, arching into her touch even as you pushed against the nausea in your stomach. You managed to swallow most of the first turd, and Natalia praised you lavishly. You purred, encouraged by her words as she continued to take advantage of you. The experience was both humiliating and arousing, and you couldn't help but crave more. As Natalia emptied her asshole into your mouth, you felt a strange sense of satisfaction wash over you. This was your purpose, your role in her life. And you loved every second of it. When she finally pulled her ass away from your face, you whimpered in protest. She chuckled again, reaching down to rinse your mouth out with some water. "Good girl," she said, smacking your ass playfully. "Now clean yourself up. You're a mess." As you gently wiped the remaining shit from your face and hair, you couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and arousal warring within you. But one thing was for sure - Natalia Kapretti had completely claimed you as her very own shit-eating toilet.