The taste was so strong, and she kept filling my mouth with her diarrhea. “As long as I don’t have to eat more shit.” But I knew that as a toilet, you have to take the bad with the good. The cum was hot from her body, and had a thick consistency. Eventually, she looked at me and said, “thank you, toilet boy.” Her smile was warm, and I felt love for this girl. She pushed her asshole into my mouth and I could already taste the mild tones of shit. I found it difficult to breathe, and it smelled strong of her pussy. She started to quiver as her breathing intensified. She started peeing, and her stream was stronger than usual, like she was intentionally pushing it out with force. Her smile was friendly in a bubbly way. In a low, guttural post-orgasm voice she said, “Clean me, boy” I wiped her slimy, rotten asshole with my tongue, feeling her liquid shit flow down my tongue and into my throat.
