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Tulips Turd Tunnel - Breakfast at Tulips

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Tulips Turd Tunnel - Breakfast at Tulips
Tulips Turd Tunnel - Breakfast at Tulip’s
Tulips Turd Tunnel - Breakfast at Tulip’s

Tulips Turd Tunnel - Breakfast at Tulip’s

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the tall windows, Tulip awoke, her eyes fluttering open to reveal a pair of vibrant tulips tattooed on her eyelids. She stretched luxuriously, exposing her bare, toned body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Today was going to be another busy day at Tulip's Turd Tunnel, and she knew exactly what was in store for her unsuspecting guests. Tulip glanced over at her roster, her finger running down the list of names. "Poo-vert," she murmured under her breath, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Breakfast is served," she called out, her voice echoing through the cavernous chamber that served as both her home and her toilet slavery dungeon. From the depths of the tunnel came the hesitant shuffle of footsteps. Tulip's heart raced with anticipation as she watched her next victim approach, their face etched with fear and confusion. "Poo-vert," she purred, her voice dripping with malice, "you know what breakfast at Tulip's means. It means you get to eat my terrific shit, compliments of my tender tush and my turd-tunnel." Slowly, she lowered herself onto the high toilet, her perfect ass presented in all its glory. "Open your mouth, Poo-vert," she commanded, her voice dark and seductive. "Eat my shit. Eat Tulip's terrific shit. This is what you signed up for, isn't it?" With trembling hands, Poo-vert reached out to touch Tulip's shimmering asshole, their fingers tracing the delicate contours of her flesh. "Yes, Mistress Tulip," they whispered, their voice trembling with fear and desire. Tulip grinned, her teeth stained with the remnants of her last guest's breakfast. "That's a good boy," she cooed, leaning forward to give Poo-vert a gentle push towards the waiting pile of turds. "Now, eat up. I know how hungry you must be." As if in a trance, Poo-vert sank to his knees, his face mere inches from Tulip's stinky ass. He clamped his lips around her puckered anus and began to eat, his cheeks hollowing with each mouthful of her warm, steaming shit. Tulip watched, her heart swelling with pride and satisfaction. This was what she lived for - reducing men to pathetic, slobbering creatures, addicted to the filth that flowed from her perfect body. And when Poo-vert was finally satisfied, his face smeared with Tulip's shit, she would lead him to the showers, scrubbing him clean before sending him on his way, forever changed by his experience at Tulip's Turd Tunnel.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 17min.
Video Info: 2160x2880 Pixel @ 23450 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 256 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 2817MB

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