I had told Evelyn that when I was ready to come home and I was to be departing from Istanbul that I had disposed of her fecal encrusted garments that I had been masturbating over. She said that was a shame as she said that she would certainly like to smell them herself. I especially would have lingered over my bra that had two turds spread inside. My nipples get rock hard from the contact. I have my soiled garments shipped through an international laundry service. They deal with soiled items and pack them so as not to arouse questions. Pricey though it is. Benefits of the rich and salacious.
Now we were upstairs in Evelyn's movie suite. The room had comfortable leather chairs and big screens. The floor was tiled and had two chiropractic tables that had been specifically modified to accommodate our sexual proclivities. The tables not only had the normal opening to put one's face but an additional opening to expose the groin. The legs were extended so that a combination dolly and seat could fit under the table. Evelyn asked me what I would like to see as she had a large collection of porn videos. I replied shit smelling dykes. Should we do one ourselves. We would need disguises, she laughed and then came back to the videos. I have many, be more specific. I replied, English speaking with shit smearing and without the theatrical groans. Evelyn responded, we are so alike I think you'll like this one. Nancy chimed in, I'm ready to be stimulated. Evelyn said to her, you're always ready.