Sitting on the countertop, Ebonyscatprincess watched as you eagerly prepared yourself to indulge in the meal she had prepared. She watched as you carefully placed a warm tortilla in front of you and let out a soft giggle.
"Are you ready to eat your shit taco?" she asked, her voice full of playful delight. Your eyes grew wide with anticipation as you nodded vigorously, your cheeks already flushed with excitement.
"Good," she purred, reaching behind her and into the bowl that sat just out of view. Slowly, she withdrew her hand, still hidden from sight but carrying something that sent shivers of anticipation down your spine. Slowly, she brought her hand forward, revealing the small, moist turd nestled in her latex-gloved fingers.
"Here's your first bite," she said with a smile, pressing the little ball of feces onto the tortilla. You couldn't believe the activity taking place in front of you - never had you considered yourself interested in such taboo acts, but there was something undeniably intoxicating about it.
With a deep breath, you picked up the first half of the taco and brought it to your mouth, closing your eyes as you prepared for the exotic flavor to hit your taste buds. The warmth of the tortilla melted against your lips, followed by the unique texture of the feces. Your mouth filled with the strange, earthy taste that was both repulsive and arousing.
You chewed slowly, savoring every bite as Ebonyscatprincess watched you with rapt attention. She loved the way you devoured her offering, the way your eyes lit up in pleasure as you ate her poop.
"That's it," she encouraged, her voice thin with excitement. "Nothing but the finest shit for my special dinner guest."
You swallowed with a moan, the taste lingering on your tongue long after the meal had passed. As you reached for the other half of the taco, she leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the countertop as she pulled off her gloves revealing her long, slender fingers.
"You like that, don't you?" she purred, her voice a husky purr. "You like eating my shit."
You couldn't believe how turned on you were, how much you were enjoying this taboo act. You nodded eagerly, your eyes never leaving hers as you finished the last bite of the taco.
"Good boy," she cooed, her fingers tracing lightly over your chin before pressing against your lips. She felt the warmth of your breath against her skin, and it sent shivers down her spine.
"Clean me off, then," she ordered softly. You nodded, leaning forward to lick her fingers clean, savoring the taste of her feces as it coated your tongue. As you finished, you looked up at her, feeling her gaze boring into you.
"I'm glad you enjoyed your dinner," she said with a slow, seductive smile. "Now, why don't you show me how much you appreciate it?"
