In the morning, Kitty Skatt woke up from a night of unbridled pleasure with her mail-order slave. As she stretched out luxuriously on the bed, she couldn't help but smile as she felt another bowel movement coming on. This was just the start of another day of hot, orgasmic poopy fun!
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Kitty put on a pair of hot full-back panties and crawled over her handcuffed toy. Her face hovered just inches from his, teasing him with her scent as she prepared for the day ahead.
Sure enough, her bowels began to move with heavy force, and soon Kitty could feel a big fat bowel movement coming up. She positioned herself over her slave, knowing exactly how this would excite him. As she felt the first waves of an orgasmic poo approaching, she paused for effect and closed her eyes, savoring the ecstasy.
Then came the release - an explosion of thick, creamy, poopy goodness burst from her ass, splattering all over her slave's face! Kitty moaned in delight as the sensation washed over her, feeling hot and dirty as she straddled his head and rode him hard.
Her fingers tingled with anticipation as she rubbed herself through her hot, full-back panties, playing with her clit just enough to bring herself to the edge of climax. With one final push, Kitty shuddered into an incredibly powerful orgasm that left her quivering and breathless.
As she recovered from her climax, Kitty grinned at the sight of her filthy slave's face and the glistening mess of poop that covered him. She pulled off her panties, reveling in the intoxicating aroma of her own shit as she rubbed it all over his face and into his nostrils.
"Smell it, slave!" she hissed triumphantly, taking pleasure in the look of bliss on his face as he inhaled deeply of her delicious poopy smells. The room was now saturated with the heavy scent of her shit, and Kitty couldn't help but find herself aroused all over again by the glorious mess she'd created.
With another round of play tuckered out, Kitty considered extending their hotel stay for another day - after all, there was always more fun to be had in her dirty, poopy world. As she drifted off to sleep, visions of more orgasmic pantypoo adventures danced through her mind, eager to be explored.
