Filth Fetish Studios - Strip Club Toilet Slave - Part 2 - PinkDoll (HD1080p)

As the full-time toilet slave at the strip club, you had become accustomed to the constant stream of patrons, both men and women, who needed to use your mouth as a receptacle for their waste. But when PinkDoll strutted into the backroom, your heart skipped a beat. She was tall, busty, and absolutely stunning, with a thick, juicy ass that seemed to gyrate all on its own. "Heard a lot about you, slave," she purred, stopping just short of the toilet bowl. "Normally, I gotta pee at home first, but now..." Her voice trailed off as she took in your prostrate position on the filthy tiles. In moments that felt both agonizing and exhilarating, PinkDoll unzipped her fly and lowered her barely-there thong. Her pussy was plump and juicy, glistening with anticipation. She contacted you to lean in closer, allowing you to inhale her heady scent of sweat and desire. "You're going to love this, slave," she whispered before slowly sitting down on the toilet bowl. Her pussy engulfed your face, allowing you to taste her nectar as she began to void her bladder. Hot, salty, and deliciously sweet all at once. As you lapped at her folds and nuzzled her clit, PinkDoll abandoned all pretense of modesty. She leaned against the wall, giving you full access to her dripping wet snatch. "Mmmmm, that's it," she moaned, bucking her hips and driving her pussy deeper into your face. Your mouth watered as you felt her thick, hot love juices coat your tongue. You would do anything to make her cum, even if it meant enduring another round of piss-filled mouthfuls. Just when you thought you couldn't take anymore, PinkDoll pulled away, her pussy dripping and her breath coming in ragged gasps. She grabbed your hair and pulled your face up to hers. "That was just a warm up, toilet slave," she growled, her eyes dark with lust. And with that, she rushed back to the toilet bowl, her bare ass tightly puckered. The first powerful jet of piss crashed into your wide-open mouth, filling you up and sending shivers down your spine. PinkDoll used your body as a human commode, emptying her bladder until she was finally sated. "Good boy," she purred, patting your head affectionately before standing up. "Now, I'm going to party tonight. And I might just have one last surprise for you later." The night stretched on, and every few hours, PinkDoll would return, taking turns filling your mouth with piss and cum, making you beg for more. The sex, the power, the stench - it all combined to create a heady cocktail of lust and desire that had you hooked. As the sun rose, PinkDoll finally stumbled out of the backroom, weary but triumphant. "Come here, toilet slave," she rasped, sinking to her knees next to the toilet. You inhaled her mix of sweat, alcohol, and arousal, anticipating her final climax. She parted your lips with her fingers, pushing her thumb deep into your mouth. As you sucked on it, your gut churning in anticipation, she grinned wickedly. "I think I might just hold it in until tomorrow. After all," she purred, standing up and flexing her thick ass cheeks at you, "you'll be here waiting for me, won't you?" And with that, PinkDoll disappeared into the club, leaving you alone to dream of the delicious messes she would make with you tomorrow.