Proud. Kinky. Whore.

That's what I am and I'm proud of it. This video I took in the hour-long window I had before needing to run off to work, but now that I think about it, that has never stopped me from luxuriating in a squelchy mess of tangy yogurt and warm custard.

I wanted to make something fun and celebratory for pride, and take my time pouring the multi-colored yogurt I've dyed into body-safe paints over my face and splatter over my gray thigh-high-clad legs. The kitten collar jingles with every flinch from the lashings of ice-cold colors as I cover my entire face in brilliant purple and pour snow-white yogurt down my back, exemplifying my descent into wam-fueled arousal. The sharp chill as it runs down the valley between my cheeks like a long, sensual whip makes my body shiver in excitement.

This is a gentle and sensual one for me which happens to involve ramming my cunt hard with smooth glass, yelling, "fuck!" a lot, yanking my hair hard and slapping my cunt to cum-town. I keep the minimal clothes on while my breathing and moans add more to the waves of lust. Desperate to get my quickie fix in before I had to shower and hide the lipstick labeling, I race my way to drenched orgasm.

Then my phone overheats right as I start to strip off my top. So, I switch to my backup which has different lighting, but one cum was not enough. Naked for the last six minutes, I manage to wring out my saturated top over myself and milk my messy depravity to intense, shaking, multiple orgasms before cuddling the puddle on the floor, the color of an off-brand Smurf, completely sated. Despite the long shower, my hair managed to smell like yogurt for a few days after. These days, I feel no shame about who or what I am.