In Tulip's upscale apartment, the air was thick with anticipation as she began her erotic performance for the camera. Perched on the edge of an ornate antique vanity, her gorgeous form filled the frame. She was dressed in nothing but a sensual pair of matching black lace underwear and sheer stockings that teased and taunted. Her bare breasts rose and fell beneath her, accentuating their fullness and natural perfection.
With a sultry gaze that seemed to draw you in, Tulip began to speak directly to the viewer. "Do these floral-panties look too pretty to be covering up a fat shit?" she purred, her voice low and seductive. She slowly slid her fingers between the soft cheeks of her rounded ass, playfully parting them as if inviting you into her most intimate space.
"I know," she continued, "these flowers look too pretty to be covering up something that does not smell like flowers. But, how about without the flowers?" Without another word, she gently pulled at the sides of her thong, slowly slipping it down her thighs before pushing it aside. There, framed by the black lace of her underwear bottom, was the most exquisite sight you could imagine—the pink, puckered anus of a beautiful woman.
Tulip's voice dropped even lower as she spoke again, her tone heavy with desire. "After all, I have such a beautiful, bare bum," she breathed. She reached back, fingers tracing along the smooth curves of her asscheeks before spreading them wider, revealing her tight little starfish hole, glistening with moisture.
"Poo-vert," she giggled, seemingly from nowhere. "You know how Tulip's tush feels. So, does my bare ass feel too good to shit?" Her hand slid between her legs, slowly and seductively caressing her womanhood as she teased both herself and the viewer.
"Of course," she whispered, her voice low and breathy. "After all, this is Tulip's terrific, tender tush. No wonder why, so many guys say, 'Girls Don't Shit.' After all, glorious girl-ass looks too good to shit, and feels too good to shit." Her fingers slid deeper between her folds, finding her slippery entrance and massaging it gently.
"But," she purred, leaning in closer to the camera. "Poo-vert, does my bare ass smell too good to shit?" Without waiting for an answer, she reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks wide open, offering an unobstructed view of her rosebud hole. Then, she pushed off from the vanity, rising to her feet as her body crowded the screen.
Her hips swayed from side to side, and she gently rubbed her clit as she teasingly approached the toilet in the corner of the room. "I know," she murmured. "I have such a naked, stinky ass. Actually, there is a lot more stink waiting to come out of my naked, stinky ass. A lot more stink. And that's because girls shit. That's right, Tulip craps from this fleshy, feminine fecal-factory." She turned her head over her shoulder, giving the camera an inviting wink as she slowly lowered herself onto the toilet seat.
Her pretty, pink poop-pipe was changing color from pink to brown as she settled in for her performance. "And that's because girls poop," she continued. "That's right, Tulip shits from a shapely, shameless shit-maker." With a sensuality that was both alluring and surprising, she spread her cheeks wide, exposing her tight asshole to the camera. Then, without warning, she let out a long, slow sigh of relief as thick warm liquid began to spill from her ass.
Tulip leaned back against the tiled wall of the bathroom, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she groaned in pleasure. From her gaping ass split the most sensual, feminine sounds of intense orgasm. As the camera zoomed in on her face, you could see tears of joy streaming down her cheeks, and her mouth formed the words, "Fuck! That's amazing!" She pulled her ass cheeks together, revealing her perfect, pink rosebud hole stretched wide open. Then, she laughed and leaned forward, allowing the camera to capture every intimate detail of her glorious, girl-ass shitting.
The scene fades to black, and the only sound you can hear is the soft patter of feces hitting water, mixed with Tulip's contented sighs and moans.
