Scat Goddess Amanda - Blue Gloves Mushy Poop

Amanda shut her bedroom door, carefully locking it behind her. She couldn't wait any longer—she needed to release the massive load of shit that had been building up in her bowels for hours. Her eyes roamed over her own startlingly slim naked form, admiring the smoothness of her tan legs, Rubbing her taut, pink nipples teasingly between thumb and forefinger, she reveled in the excited ache between them. With each passing moment, the urge in her bowels became more insistent. She finally decided to give in to the call and reached down, spreading her cheeks wide and pressing a finger against her anus. It was already slick with anticipation, and the slightest pressure from her finger sent warm, pulsating waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Amanda's need was driving her to distraction. She reached over to her nightstand, her fingers shaking as she fumbled with the phone. Finally, she found it and pulled out a pair of tight blue latex gloves. As she slid them over her hands, she felt a surge of power and dominance. The gloves would make certain her lover would pay homage to every morsel of her fecal offering. Steeling herself for the momentous event ahead, Amanda lowered herself onto the toilet seat. Closing her eyes, she imagined the feeling of her massive turd finally bursting free from her body, unloading its overflowing contents into the toilet bowl below. With a slow, deliberate breath, she released her grip on her bowels and felt something massive and heavy slide free. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before. It was as if a dam had burst inside her, and an endless river of hot, mushy shit was flowing out of her body. She watched in awe as her poop oozed out of her asshole, filling up the toilet bowl in front of her. As the last waves of shit finally subsided, Amanda reached into the toilet bowl with one of the blue gloved hands and lifted out a massive turd. It was heavy and wet, coated in a thick layer of her intestinal mush. She held it aloft, displaying it to the camera before pressing it against her lips. The taste was intoxicatingly sweet, like the nectar of the gods themselves. Slowly, Amanda lowered herself back onto the toilet seat, feeling another massive load pressing down on her bowels. She braced herself for the inevitable release, knowing that her lover would be eagerly awaiting each and every dump. With a smile of satisfaction on her lips, Amanda closed her eyes and let the process begin again.