MilanaSmelly – Sweet diarrhea from Yana

The guy is flat on his stomach on a studio table, ass in the air, face down, tattoo on his back. Yana stands beside him in her underwear, then squats directly over his face. You see the shit hit his mouth and nose — thick, soft, lands right on him. MilanaSmelly watches at first, then steps in close, smiling, like she’s into it. The camera stays tight the whole time — no cuts away, just full-on fisting and scat focus. Lighting’s bright, sterile, almost clinical. The table’s stable, no shaking, so they’re not rough otherwise — it’s all about that facial. Yana wipes with her hand, smears it, holds his head with both hands like she’s making sure he takes it. Skin tones look natural, no filters. Background’s plain brown curtain, tripod-mounted shot, clear focus from start to finish. No buildup, no clothes coming off slowly — it starts fast, skips foreplay, goes straight to the shit. The guy doesn’t move much, just breathes through it, mouth slightly open. Milana’s mostly watching, then she pulls her top off later, shows her small tits, but doesn’t join the mess. Camera switches to wide once, shows the full scene — table, tripod, both women standing around him like it’s a performance. Comes back to close-up when Yana finishes and steps off. Guy’s face is coated, glistening. She didn’t flush, so the smell must’ve been real. No dialogue, no music, just ambient studio silence. Exactly what the title promises — nothing more, nothing less.