Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Do a foot massage and eat our shit!

Ah, Milana. She was a woman of many talents—and quite a few kinks. Her latest request was one that even she found challenging: do a foot massage and eat their shit. "I know I'm asking a lot, Poo19," she said, running her fingers through her mussed hair. "But it's worth it for the girls. They've had a rough day, and this is the only way they can truly relax."

Poo19 hesitated. Foot massages were one thing, but adding in the consumption of feces? It made him a bit queasy just thinking about it. But he knew better than to upset his mistress, so he nodded hesitantly. "Alright... But how are we supposed to do two things at once?"

Milana chuckled and led him to the bathroom, where the girls were waiting. Both Kristina and Eva were propped up on toilet seats, their asses looking phenomenal in their tight yoga pants. "Focus on the feet," Milana instructed softly. "I'll handle the rest."

As Poo19 began massaging Kristina's feet, he couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea rising in his throat. Ignoring it, he concentrated on his task, kneading her soles with care. Meanwhile, Eva watched with bated breath as Milana prepared her own ass for the task at hand.

With a deep breath, Milana lowered her mouth to Eva's asshole, taking a deep breath of her own. The taste was always strong, but it was something she had grown accustomed to. She began to tongue-fuck Eva's asshole, making her moan in pleasure as she squirmed beneath her. At the same time, Poo19 increased the pressure on Kristina's feet, eliciting a soft gasp of pleasure from her.

The task was challenging, but Milana was determined to make it work. She could feel Kristina's toes curling in appreciation as she worked her magic, while Eva's moans of pleasure echoed in her ears. It was a delicate balance, but one that she was slowly beginning to master. As the girls' pleasure intensified, so did Milana's determination to see it through.

Finally, after what felt like hours, but was probably closer to half an hour, Milana pulled away from Eva's ass. She had taken a huge load, and she was relieved to be done. But the girls weren't quite ready yet. They both looked up at Poo19, their eyes burning with desire.

"Your turn, Poo19," Kristina purred, spreading her legs invitingly. "I know you're brave enough to taste me."

Poo19 hesitated for a moment longer, his stomach churning with dread. But he couldn't back out now. Slowly, he lowered his head between Kristina's legs, taking a deep breath to steel himself. The taste was always strong, but it was much worse this time—probably because he was already so nauseous.

He forced himself to swallow, choking down his gag reflex as he did so. It was a horrible experience, but he couldn't deny the erotic thrill that ran through him as he tasted Kristina's salty ecstasy. As he continued to give her what she needed, he caught sight of Milana in the mirror, her eyes shining with pride. It was enough to keep him going, even as he felt like he was going to vomit.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Poo19 pulled away. He was shaking and pale, but he'd managed to finish the task. The girls collapsed back onto the toilet seats, their asses still throbbing from the intense pleasures they'd just experienced. Milana smiled at them both, her heart full of pride.

"Good job, girls," she whispered, kneeling between their legs to tenderly kiss their swollen asses. "That was amazing."

And it had been. Despite the challenges and the nausea, Poo19 had managed to provide the girls with an experience they would never forget. As he sat there, catching his breath, he couldn't help but feel a sense of achievement. He was becoming quite the skilled toilet slave, and he couldn't wait to see what other challenges Milana had in store for him.