Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Close contact with Christinas ass

The anticipation was building within me as I waited outside the bathroom door for Christina to finish her business. I couldn't believe she had actually agreed to this outlandish request, but I knew I had to be respectful and obedient if I ever wanted to experience her divine excretion. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open and there she was—my beloved Christina, wearing nothing but a skimpy thong that barely covered her plump, round ass cheeks.

She gave me a sultry look, her honey-brown eyes filled with mischief and lust. "Tonight, you'll be eating my shit," she purred, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor in a silken whoosh. My cock twitched at the sight of her flawless, curvy figure, bare except for her thong. "And then," she continued, grabbing one of the cheeks of her ass and pulling it to the side to reveal her glistening asshole, "you'll be cleaning up my mess."

I nodded eagerly, unable to tear my eyes away from the intoxicating aroma that was emanating from her puckered hole. It was a unique blend of sweetness and earthiness, tempting me to immerse myself in the rich, soil-like scent. As if reading my thoughts, she grinned and leaned forward, giving me a slow, teasing wink. "You're going to love it," she whispered. "Now, come here and get your first taste."

I moved closer, my heart pounding in anticipation as I knelt before her. She parted her ass cheeks, revealing her tight, pink asshole in all its glory, and leaned forward slightly, presenting it to me like a tempting fruit. Without further hesitation, I opened my mouth and lowered my tongue towards the burningHotel of desire. The moment it made contact, an electric shiver ran through me, sending tremors up my spine. I could feel her warm, viscous fluid coating my tongue, and I knew that I would do anything to experience this again.

When I looked up at her, she was grinning, clearly pleased with my performance. "That's it, baby," she purred, running her fingers through my hair. "You've got a talented tongue. Now, it's time to clean up my mess." She pushed me gently but firmly onto my back, straddling my face with her round ass cheeks. I reached out and grasped her thighs, lapping at the soft skin and leaving a trail of saliva behind.

Slowly, she lowered herself onto my face, the warmth and pressure of her body enveloping me in a soft, comforting embrace. I slipped a hand underneath her to feel the smooth, cool skin of her ass cheeks, and reached up to cup one of her plump breasts, rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Her moans of pleasure filled the room, and I could feel her ass tightening around my face as she released another hot, steaming load into my waiting mouth.

When she was finished, she sat back on her haunches, giggling softly as she watched me swallow every last drop. "You're such a good little slut," she purred, reaching down to spread my cheeks and expose my bare ass to the cool air. "Now, let's see if you can clean up after yourself as well as you eat." She smiled mischievously, reaching into the toilet bowl and retrieving a warm, gooey turd. "Start licking," she commanded. "And don't stop until it's clean."

I lowered my face to the hard, cold surface of the floor, reaching up to grab her thighs again for support. My tongue darted out, tentatively tasting the salty, earthy flavor of her shit. At first, it was overwhelming—the taste was so different from anything I'd ever experienced before. But as I continued to lick and suck on the sweet, fleshy folds of her ass cheeks, the flavor began to mingle with the delicate scent of her sweat and perfume, creating a unique, intoxicating aroma that filled my senses.

Hours passed as we alternated between passionate fucking and messy ass eating and cleaning. Christina's ass seemed to be bottomless, filled with endless supplies of hot, creamy shit that I eagerly consumed and dutifully cleaned up after. When our bodies were covered in a fine sheen of sweat and ass juice, I collapsed onto the floor, completely spent. "Well done, my little toilet slave," she purred, crawling onto the bed with a satisfied smile. "Now, sleep well. Tomorrow, we'll do it all again."