Ebony lay sprawled on her bed after her epic bowel movement, the room still spinning with the aftermath of her confrontation with the monstrous turd. She stared at the stretch marks on her asscheeks, reminders of just how much had been squeezed out of her body. It was like giving birth all over again, but with an entirely different kind of satisfaction.
As she relived the experience in her mind's eye, a strange feeling began to stir within her. It started in her gut and slowly worked its way up until she felt it between her legs. It was an insistent ache that demanded to be satisfied. She knew what it meant: she was horny as hell.
With trembling fingers, she reached down to touch herself, eager to find some relief from the burning desire that coursed through her veins. Her fingers found their way into her wet pussy, exploring the depths of her own bodies heat. She gave a moan of pleasure as she touched herself for the first time in what seemed like ages.
Her mind was lost in a haze of lust as she continued to pleasure herself, her hips bucking slightly with each motion. With each passing moment, the intensity of the sensation grew stronger, until she felt her whole body shudder with the force of her orgasm.
Ebony collapsed back onto the bed, spent but satisfied. Her skin glistened with sweat and her heart raced wildly in her chest. For a moment, she lay there catching her breath, wondering how much more of this she could take. But as she felt the last vestiges of her climax fade away, she knew that the urge would return. And when it did, she would be ready for it.
