Cruel Asian Mistress Scat and Poops to Slaves Face
PooPeeRano – Rosellas Meals on Heels! Outdoor mouth shit and mouth piss delivery!
Do you already know my shit and piss delivery service directly from the source? That means I visit you at home, in a hotel or outdoors and shit and piss in your mouths. Here a customer ordered my service Rosellas Meals on Heels outdoors. That means I shit a mega shit sausage in his mouth outdoors. And you can see it all from 2 camera views! Then I left him lying there with my shit in his mouth and was on my way to the next customer!
A Hole Week of My Shit
An entire week compilation of my shit and piss. 6 Shits in one. When I take out my lush there is shit on it. After a night of anal and 2 loads of cum in my ass I shit liquid cum. You see how I fart and grunt during my shits. A couple of really big shits and I show you the toilet shit smear from flushing. This is a very good camera and always good lighting.
LUDOVICA LUXURY -SLAPS, FARTS AND SCAT
The evening had wrapped up with a lavish and elegant dinner at the splendid Maison Dupont, an event masterfully orchestrated by my friend Mistress, bringing together seven of useach a Mistress, each breathtakingly beautifulin a display of style and abundance. The dining room glowed with crystal and candlelight, the table still strewn with the remnants of a sumptuous feast: fine porcelain plates streaked with truffle sauce, half-empty glasses catching the flickering light, and silver trays now bare, mute witnesses to a night of indulgence. We wore elegant dresses that clung to us like a second skin: mine was a deep bordeaux, a rich, velvety hue that flowed over my body like a shadowed promise; another shimmered in a long light blue gown, ethereal and captivating; another blazed in a vibrant orange dress that seized every glance; two of us were cloaked in black, their attire radiating timeless elegance and an air of command; and so on, each of us an emblem of grace and power. But after all that food, we craved a way to unwind, to digest, and above all, to amuse ourselves in our own unique fashion. We traded knowing smiles, sinking into the plush velvet sofas of the adjoining room, the air thick with the scent of spices and the crackling warmth of the lit fireplace. We need some fun to cap off the night, my friend, the hostess, declared, her tone teetering between whimsy and command, and we all nodded, our eyes alight with shared mischief. From the slaves who had served dinnerquiet figures, shadows in our servicewe singled out one, a fellow with slightly stooped shoulders but a demeanor suggesting he could bend without breaking. You, I called, lifting a finger with a regal flourish, the bordeaux silk of my dress rustling faintly against the velvet. Come here. Dinners over, but your duties arent. He approached, cautious yet compliant, sensing his role as a servant would stretch into the after-dinner hours. Entertain us, another Mistress added, her voice soft but laced with challenge, leaving the how unspecifiedfor the how, after all, was ours to decide, and wed start it without even rising from the sofa. We began leisurely, staying comfortably seated, as if it were a game unfolding effortlessly. I went first: from my spot, I extended a hand, the bordeaux sleeve brushing the air, and delivered a sharp slap across his cheek, the crisp sound slicing through the rooms stillness like a sudden snap. He flinched, his skin reddening under my palm, but stayed put, eyes lowered in a blend of respect and surprise. The Mistress in light blue, seated beside me, leaned forward slightly and struck the other cheek, her delicate fingers leaving a faint sting behind. One by one, all seven of us joined in, our hands taking turns in a dance of slapssome light and teasing, others more firmturning his face into a canvas of flushed red, all without budging from the velvet cushions. Our laughter wove together, the rhythm of palms against his skin marking our delight, while the fireplace popped and hissed, a warm, wild accompaniment. But that wasnt enough. Lets switch to our feet, the Mistress in orange suggested, a mischievous grin curling her lips, and the idea sparked a gleam in our eyes. Still seated, we slipped off our shoesdécolleté, sandals, heels that had grazed the parquet during dinnerand set them beside us, our bare feet ready to take over. I started: lifting a foot from the sofa, my black-polished nails glinting in the firelight, I struck his cheek with the sole, a soft yet humiliating blow that made him sway. The Mistress in light blue, without shifting, stretched out a leg and slapped him with her foot, her smooth skin gliding over his already-marked face, leaving a warm trace on his cheek. One by one, our bare feet took oversome with vividly painted nails, others scented with fine lotionshitting him relentlessly from the sofa, from face to neck, until he trembled under our attention. He let out faint groans, sounds that mingled with our laughter, his face now a mess of red marks and moist eyes, yet he didnt dare resist. At that moment, the hostess, my friend, shifted on the sofa, a sly smirk spreading across her face. Enough of this, she said, rising with a graceful sweep of her dress that rustled like an elegant whisper. Lie down on the floor, she ordered, her voice firm yet playful, pointing to the space before us. He hesitated briefly, then complied, stretching out on his back, his wiry frame laid bare under the flickering light. She stood over him, adjusting her gown, and announced, Ive got a fart coming, and youre going to take it right in your mouth. We all snickered, watching as she positioned herself above his face, lifting her dress slightly and crouching just enough. He opened his mouth, perhaps expecting a mere puff of air, but as she pushed, something unexpected slipped outa muffled sound followed by a tiny, solid piece, a coated fart that landed straight in his mouth. We erupted into laughter, a booming, uncontrollable wave that filled the roomme in my bordeaux, the light blue Mistress, the orange one, the two in blackall clutching our sides at the sight. He froze, eyes widening in shock, clearly not expecting a mouthful of shit as part of his entertainment role. What a humiliation! I exclaimed between gasps, tears of mirth streaking my face. The hostess stepped back, still chuckling, and rejoined us on the sofa, her composure hardly shaken. Thats what you get for volunteering, one of the black-clad Mistresses teased, her tone dripping with mockery, as my footstill warm from the mealdelivered a final slap to his jaw from my velvet perch, making him stagger to his knees. But we knew it wasnt regret he feltit was a privilege for him, a rare honor to be the centerpiece of our amusement, seven Mistresses toying with him, topped off with that unforgettable twist. We settled back, our elegant dressesmy bordeaux, the light blue, the orange, the two blacksrustling against the velvet, sated and with lighter stomachs, while he knelt before us, breathless, overwhelmed, and now with a taste hed never forget, a servant who had served beyond all expectation. What a night, I murmured, and the others laughed again, a chorus of voices sealing our triumph in the dim glow of Maison Dupont.
MISTRESS LILY DUPONT : OUR PERSONAL WC
during a holiday I couldnt bring my personal toilet with me which I also let my friend use while we were by the pool, a truly abundant mess with fart
Angie plays from her ass to her mouth.
a big ass playing and taking a lot of shit with a dildo and anal beads and then taking it to her mouth, making a very dirty atm and swallowing her shit
Ms D is the Best Definition!!
When Folks use the term Big Beautiful Woman, or BBW to keep it short, Ms D is who I have in mind!! Her beautiful skin, hair always nice a curly and well done, phat ass, big titties!! She is always dressed sexy, and her panty and thong game is impeccable! She also has argubably the prettiest feet I have ever seen on a woman!! Ever her tummy is sexy af!! This Milf She thick in all the right places!! Especially them big huge thighs to match her legs!! She has only gotten better with age. She look better at 40 than she did in her late 20s when she first started over a dozen years ago!! Enjoy as she takes it back to basics. Sitting down to take a nice healthy load, and plenty of piss. Enjoy her signature sexy girly grunting and straining!! Enjoy as she takes her time to clean thorougly as well!
Slave feeding with pizza shit ??
Slave feeding with pizza shit ??Hot slave feeding with a pizza that I shit on and spread my shit on.Thirsty for piss and hungry for shit. ??A simple pizza doesnt taste good, so I piss and shit on the pizza and feed it to my slave.A delicious meal. And a hot, horny drink.Take a close look at my pussy. And how the shit comes out of my ass ?He can even lick my toilet paper.At the end I make my slave cum on the pizza full of shit and eat my shit with his sperm.Yummy… ?
First smell all over the body then stuffed with shit
We start by smelling my divine body. First the feet then my ass and the sweet pussy … I love it. I find it even hornier when I sit on the faces of my objects and press my pussy and ass on their mouth and nose. But what makes such a session completely perfect is … What do you think? Of course, a nice pile of shit that I then stuff with relish in the slaves mouth …
High Heels Asian Queen Shits Into the Toilet Bitchs Mouth
High Heels Asian Queen Shits Into the Toilet Bitchs Mouth