Betty strolled into the room, a sultry smile playing on her lips. Her red heels clicked against the hardwood floor as she approached the man sitting on the couch. He looked up nervously, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Worship me," she purred, her voice husky.
The man hesitated for a moment before getting down on his knees in front of her. "I... I'm here to serve you," he stammered, his heart pounding in his chest.
Betty smiled coldly. "Good boy," she said, her tone laced with approval. She reached into her purse and pulled out a DVD case. "I brought you something truly REAL BADASS," she continued, peeling off the plastic wrap to reveal the disc within. "The best that you saw on the topic SCAT. SMEARING. FIRST PERSON. DIRTY BLOWJOB. You'll cum with the fountains of your love for me, and ask for supplements!"
The man took the DVD from her fingers reverently, his hands shaking. He didn't need to ask what was in store for him. "Get ready," Betty instructed, her voice lowering to a sultry murmur. "I will smash you with the whole sea of crazy perverted action (everything like you you love). This video will not let you get bored."
As the man watched the opening credits roll, his anticipation built to boiling point. The film started with a close-up shot of Betty's ass as she relieved herself into a toilet bowl. The camera zoomed in on the warm golden stream as it splashed into the water below.
The next scene showed Betty leaning over a naked man, her face hovering just above his waiting mouth. She slowly sank into view, her glistening pile of fresh fragrant sweet shit filling his gaze. His eyes widened as he took the first bite, his tongue lapping up every last drop.
The camera cut to a shot of Betty's face, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she moaned loudly. "Mmmmm," she purred, her breath hot against his skin. "That's it, baby. Eat it up."
As the man watched, enraptured, Betty shifted her weight from one foot to another. A trail of fresh shit dripped out of her ass and down her leg, leaving a slick streak in its wake. His cock twitched in his pants, begging for release.
The camera zoomed in on Betty's face again, this time capturing every detail of her pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut, her lips parting to reveal her sharp teeth. "Yes," she hissed between gritted teeth. "Take it all."
The final scene showed Betty bursting onto the screen, her mouth filled with thick, gloppy slop. She launched it straight into the camera lens, the strings of mucus stretching and swaying in the warm light. The man moaned as he came, his body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm.
As the credits rolled, Betty smiled triumphantly. "You see?" she said, her voice low and breathy. "That was just the beginning. Now let's get to work." She sauntered over to the couch, her hips swaying seductively. "On your knees," she commanded. The man didn't need to be told twice.
