Natalia Kapretti - Youre such depraved shit-eater, my pregnant toilet

You've become quite the depraved one, my precious shit-eating toilet. You revel in your toilet slavery, eagerly waiting to be filled with the warm, wet mess of Natalia Kapretti's ass. Each morning, you hear the sultry sound of her soft, feminine voice call your name, and you know that it's time for another serving of her divine excrement. You can't get enough of the way it coats your lips, the way it tastes both foul and addicting at the same time. You're lost in this world of filth and degradation, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

You reach down between your legs, your fingers slipping into your wet, eager cunt, finding just the right amount of pleasure as you imagine the taste of Natalia's shit on your tongue once again. The thought of swallowing her piss is just as arousing, and you can't wait to feel her warm urine pouring over your face, running down your cheeks and into your mouth. You know that you're her toilet now, and there's no denying the pleasure you derive from being used in such a depraved manner.

As you wait for Natalia to arrive, you can't help but wear your most shameful expression. Your body bears all the marks of your toilet slavery - you're covered in a mixture of her shit and your own arousal, your face and hands stained with dark, sticky fluids. But you don't care - you're her toilet, and you're proud of it. You want nothing more than to feel her thick, warm log filling your mouth to the brim, to be drenched in her piss as she empties her bladder all over you. You're hers, and you always will be.

Finally, you hear the click of her heels against the floor, and your heart leaps into your throat. She strides into the room, her hips swaying seductively, and your cock twitches in anticipation. She smiles down at you, her eyes dark and full of desire, and you know that she's here to use you once again. Without a word, she squats over you, her thick log of shit dangling precariously close to your eagerly awaiting mouth. You open wide, eagerly awaiting the taste of her excrement, the warmth of her piss.

And then she's there, pushing her massive load into your mouth, filling you up to the brim with her glorious shit. You can't help but moan around it, your tongue swirling around the thick mass, tasting each and every delicious bite. You feel her piss trickling down your face, into your open mouth, and you welcome it with open arms. You're her toilet, and you're proud of it. You're hers, and you always will be.