There’s nothing better than taking a s*** with Siren. The opening of the bowels; the expulsion of feces; the relief of pressure as a heavy volume of s*** bursts through the narrow sphincter; the sudden offensive stench that hits like a bomb siren; the rising from the toilet to inspect what the body produced; the logs of excrement; the oily streaks in the water; the spiked toilet paper; the heavy breathing; the spontaneous m***********; the e**********; the photography; the deep knee bends; the kissing of the toilet bowl; Oh Siren.
