Scat Goddess Amanda - Black D makes me Cum so Hard p2

It was the second day of our rendezvous, and I could already feel my insatiable desires for Black D growing stronger. His devotion to my every fetid whim was a heady aphrodisiac, turning me on beyond measure. The scent of him hung in the stale air, a musky blend of last night's lovemaking and this morning's ablutions. Or rather, lack thereof. Black D hadn't bathed in days, and his body bore the delicious evidence of our scatty encounters. My heart raced as I imagined what he would do when he saw me, coated in my body's natural filth.

As if reading my thoughts, Black D entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to my form. He knelt before me, drawn in by the powerful scent of my ass, pussy, armpits, and feet. I watched as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he inhaled my musky aroma, his face a mask of intoxicating desire. I couldn't wait to feel his tongue on my most intimate places, coated with my own filth.

Encouraged by his eagerness, I ordered him to remove his pants. He complied eagerly, revealing his throbbing erection, already wet with anticipation. Black D knew what was coming next. I could see it in the eager glint in his eye as I beckoned him closer. With a swift motion, I spread my cheeks apart, presenting my asshole to him. He hesitated for only a moment before lowering his face into the moist crevice, his tongue lapping at my anus, cleaning me out as best he could. The feeling of his warm, wet tongue on my tight hole sent shivers of pleasure down my spine.

Satisfied with his work, I motioned for him to stand. Black D rose obediently, his cock standing tall and proud. I approached him slowly, my body moving in a slow, sensual dance that emphasized the contrast between our clean and dirty skins. When I was close enough, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his shaft. It was warm and slick with pre-cum, a testament to his arousal. I guided him towards my eagerly welcoming pussy, the tangy scent of our fluids mingling into an intoxicating aphrodisiac.

With one swift motion, I impaled myself on his cock, groaning loudly as he filled me with his thickness. I began to ride him, my movements slow and sensual. Our bodies were one, dirty and beautiful. With each thrust, I could feel the head of his cock rubbing against my G-spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my entire being. I leaned back, presenting my ass to him, begging for him to take me harder.

Black D seemed to sense my desperation. He lifted me up, his strong arms supporting my weight as he plunged deeper into me. I moaned loudly, the feeling of being taken so roughly driving me to new heights of ecstasy. I could feel the walls of my pussy convulsing around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his seed. As we reached our climax together, I felt myself squirting dark rivulets of fluid onto his cock, my body shudderingFrom the intensity of our shared orgasm.

We collapsed together in a heap on the floor, our bodies slick with sweat and our hearts pounding in unison. For a moment, all was quiet, save for our heavy breathing. Then, ever dutiful, Black D knelt before me once again, offering his face for my use. I smiled evilly, grabbing a handful of his hair. "Not yet, my toilet slave," I growled. "First, I want you to take a good, long whiff of our combined scent. Because tomorrow, we start all over again."