Jacquie & Michel take a week to travel through Italy in order to find the local "mamas". You'll see that they think more about sucking dick than feeding they families.

Must watch video ! This video begins with extreme doggy style farting POV in leather pants. There is a symphony of fart sounds from my ass as you imagine yourself receiving these treasures. My laughing face is visible in an inset so you can imagine the contempt I feel for you weakness for my beauty. Then the scene switches to my slave, already waiting under the toilet where he belongs, as I walk into view dressed only in red panties and high heeled shoes. You get to hear me sigh and moan with pleasure as my slave prepares my asshole with its dutiful kisses and tongue worship. Of course, no matter how hard it tries I always enjoy its suffering so I whip its balls to hear its desperate cries. It is like a baby lamb licking so intently as my bare feet alternately fondle, tease and torture its balls. Finally, as my the asshole becomes engorged with blood and grows larger the slave it all the way in my asshole with its tongue until finally it is rewarded with my delicious shit. I allow it to clean my asshole from the same position. Then I get up, now fully naked except for my high heeled shoes, and order the slave to get on its hands and knees to eat my holy shit from the floor. Of course, I start whipping the slave and it begs, “Please stop”, though to no avail. I walk from one side to the other so you get to see my pussy and my ass as I amuse myself. The sunlight shows you my perfect skin and glints off the smooth curve of my firm ass cheeks and the full, luscious lips of my perfect pussy. you will be tempted to imagine being a man, though you are only a TOILET. I laugh as it whimpers as I would laugh at your tiny dick if you were MY TOIELT! The last scene is of my slave trying to eat my shit off the floor. Imagine if you were so lucky.

The view of my perfect ass is breathtaking. This time, I give it a little surprise—Surprise! Diarrhea! The slave tries to let it slides down its mouth but much of it ends up piled on its face. I was so amused at the spectacle that you get to hear my musical laughter as I look back down at the slave. The slave is so pathetic I make a sound that could almost be interpreted as sympathy. And as if my fragrant, semi-liquid offering was not enough to beautify its face, I even add my spit.