Toilet Slaves Scatology - A Most Delightful Toilet Experience - Part 2

Gaku's mouth watered as he anticipated the heavenly taste about to invade his senses. The Mistress' anus was so beautifully exposed, her puckered flesh beckoning him forward. And then, there it was: the hardened turd, the size and shape of a small human cock. It was an offering from the gods themselves, made specifically for him to worship. With one hand, he reached up to brush his tongue against his lips, preparing them for the assault. With the other, he reached out and grasped the turd between his fingers, teasing it gently. The warmth emanating from the Mistress' body engulfed him, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal in his groin.

Lowering his mouth, he pressed his lips against the Mistress' anus, feeling the muscles tense and relax beneath his touch. The turd filled his mouth, stretching his lips and tongue. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted before. The flavors were complex, each one blending seamlessly with the next to create an exquisite symphony on his taste buds. He savored every moment, every sensation, as he slowly worked the turd deeper into his throat. With each passing moment, the anticipation of the climax grew stronger.

Meanwhile, Daiju couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as he watched Gaku lap up the Mistress' offerings. He knew that they both had their purposes, and he was more than happy to perform his own duties. But seeing Gaku's ecstasy was hard to resist. He had always admired the Mistress' body, especially her tight, round ass, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to experience the same sensations she was giving Gaku. But for now, he contented himself with watching and wiping the Mistress' ass clean after each offering.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the Mistress pulled away. Gaku felt a momentary sense of loss, followed by a rush of relief as the turd was pulled from his mouth. He watched, transfixed, as the Mistress wiped her ass clean with a fresh wipe, the scent of her musk filling the air around them. As she stepped away, her eyes met his, and he could see the approval and desire in her gaze. She held out a finger, beckoning him forward, and he licked it clean, tasting the combination of his own saliva and the Mistress' musk. It was a taste that filled him with longing and anticipation for what was to come next.