Filled with piss (Perspective 3 of 3)
What a waste when my golden nectar simply trickles down the toilet. It's so much nicer when a living toilet is available. When my natural nectar flows directly into the slave's throat. When the warm stream shoots into his wide-open mouth. There lies my slave object now. On the cold bathroom tiles. Waiting for me to unzip my tight latex panties. The scent of my divine pussy through his nostrils, searing itself deep into his brain, and he learns to be my living toilet forever. Sip by sip,...
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