College Girls Extreme - Pretty girl from college Daisy shits on the plate
Daisy was a gorgeous, young student with soft, doll-like features and long, wavy hair that cascaded down her back. She was smart, witty, and had a passion for learning that was matched only by her love for partying. Daisy was always the life of the party, her energy and charisma drawing people towards her like moths to a flame.
One night, after a particularly wild party, Daisy found herself home alone, stumbling down the hallway towards her bathroom. Her head was spinning, her stomach churning with the aftereffects of too much alcohol and weed. She knew she needed to find some relief, but the thought of sitting on the toilet seat made her shudder.
Instead, she decided to take matters into her own hands (or rather, her ass). Bending over the toilet bowl, she spread her cheeks wide open and let her soft, round ass hover just above the water. Closing her eyes, Daisy breathed deeply, filling her lungs as she prepared herself for what was about to come.
With a loud sigh of relief, she pushed out the massive shit that had been building up inside her. And then another, and another. Each push sent waves of warmth radiating through her body as her tight, virgin asshole gave way to the unyielding pressure of her bowels. The shit flowed freely, filling the toilet bowl to the brim and spilling over onto the floor beneath it.
As she watched in astonishment, her shit coating the porcelain and pooling on the tiles, an idea began to form in her mind. With trembling hands, she picked up the plate from last night's dinner, the one she hadn't been able to finish due to all of the partying. Carefully, she placed it on the floor beside the toilet bowl.
Lowering herself down onto it, she let out a moan of pleasure as the cool, smooth ceramic against her ass was replaced by the warm, stirring sensation of her shit seeping into her flesh. And then she began to move, slowly at first but building up speed as her hips gyrated and her body rocked back and forth.
Her fingers dug into the tiled walls of the bathroom, her nails leaving small crescents of white behind as she thrust her hips forward, feeling the full weight of her shitting body press down onto the plate. She couldn't believe how good it felt, how much more intense the pleasure was when she could feel the warmth, the movement, and the messiness of it all directly against her most private parts.
As she reached her climax, her body shuddering and shaking with the force of her orgasm, she let out a cry that echoed through the empty house. And when she finally pulled away from the plate, her trembling fingers leaving sticky trails in her mess, she knew that she had crossed a line she hadn't even known existed.
But she didn't regret it. Not one bit. Because what she had just experienced was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she couldn't wait to feel it again.
