Natalia Kapretti - Eat shit, this your responsibilities, husband-toilet

Natalia Kapretti squinted at her husband, her eyes narrowed in disgust and amusement. "Looks like you're relaxed, faggot, but you'll soon tense," she purred, her voice dripping with venom and lust. "And don't you dare cross me, get down on your knees on the couch." She leaned forward, her chest practically in his face, her rock-hard nipples grazing against his chin as she gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly. "Good fuck in ass helps prevent prostatitis," she grinned widely, her teeth clenched together in anticipation of what was to come. "I will fuck you with my fist in the ass and put a cork, so stop bleating there, shut up and don't stop me from having fun, I want to have fun with you today."

Her husband, unable to speak in fear and excitement, nodded his head in agreement as he slowly sank to his knees on the couch. He watched in awe as Natalia slowly unbuckled her leather belt, her muscles flexing as she did so. She gave him a wink before pulling her skirt up over her hips, revealing her shaved pussy glistening with excitement. "Lick my pussy," she growled, moving closer to him so that their noses were almost touching. "And I will let you fuck me."

His tongue darted out nervously before he tentatively licked her exposed clit. He was surprised to find it wet and tasty, and he eagerly began to lap at it like a dog. Natalia moaned, the sound vibrating through him as he continued to feast on her pussy. She slowly began to grind against his face, her hips moving back and forth as she gripped the couch. "Yes, that's it," she hissed. "Stronger fuck. I want to feel you cum, cumming inside me."

He thrust his hips forward, his cock missing the warmth of her pussy, and he grabbed her hips, desperately trying to push himself deeper into her. Natalia moaned louder this time, her body shuddering in pleasure as she came hard on his face. He could feel her hot cum spraying against his cheeks and into his mouth, and he eagerly drank it all down, savoring the taste of his wife's cum. "Ah, how beautifully cum flows out of the pussy," she breathed out. "How nice."

Natalia stood up, her legs trembling slightly as she looked down at her husband, who was still on his knees. She pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and roughly pushed him onto the floor. "Quickly lay down on the floor," she commanded. "Now I want to shit." He didn't hesitate; he knew what was coming and he was eager to please her. He lay on his back, his eyes locked on hers as she slowly lowered her panties, revealing her perfect ass. "Your fucking mouth is perfect to be my toilet bowl," she laughed. "What great pile of shit!"

Without waiting for a response, she bent over and let loose a massive turd into his waiting mouth. It was bigger than anything he'd ever taken before, and it filled him up completely. He knew better than to protest or complain, so he just chewed and swallowed, making sure every last bit of his wife's shit went down his throat. She grinned wickedly as she watched him struggle to deal with the enormous load of shit in his stomach. "You're such a schmuck," she muttered to herself, stroking her hand over her bare ass. "My toy, my fuck hole, and my toilet. Accept it; this is your purpose and your responsibilities."

She knelt down next to him and reached out, rubbing her dirty, shit-covered fingers against his lips, inviting him to taste her fresh ass. "You're so nonentity," she purred, her voice dripping with contempt and lust. "But you will always be there for me, won't you? You'll always clean up my messes. We are on vacation and I will use you to the full extent that I want."

She stood up, towering over him, and began to dance around the room, her hips swaying back and forth. "Come on, boy," she taunted him. "Lick my dirty ass, licking the shit off my feet. You nonentity."