In this occasion, it tasted bitter with a pungent smell and intermittent flatulence. Christina has defecated in my mouth for many years, regarding me not as a man, but merely as a receptacle for her filthy needs, visiting me solely to alleviate her bowel movements. She displays no inhibition towards me, similar to how any woman would not towards her home toilet, she perceives my mouth solely as a vessel for evacuation. She recounts to me her carnal activities with her lover, which in turn arouses me. In my dreams, I envision Christina’s cries of ecstasy, but with me, she only moans as she discharges a load of feces into my mouth, and that is the extent of my claim!
This time, the excrement was bitter and foul-smelling, as a potent aroma filled the room while she relieved herself. However, this is of no consequence to Christina, I must fulfill my duty as comfortably as possible, ingesting her filth and stench. She deposited the remainder of her waste into my mouth and seated herself on my face. This instance proved to be challenging for me as well, I suppressed the urge to retch, maintaining my composure deep within, ensuring Christina’s satisfaction and maximum toilet service.