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Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet

Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet / Toilet Slavery

Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet
Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet
Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet

Goddess Tempest - Broken Toilet 19 - Living Room Toilet

As the sun beamed through the living room windows, Goddess Tempest reclined on two plush living room chairs. She was wearing a silk robe that clung to her curves, her perfect ass high in the air. Her slave, who was kneeling between her spread legs, looked up at her with adoration. "You're such a good slave," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "You know how much I appreciate it when you take care of my needs." And what a need it was. Tempest had been indulging in a lavish meal, her colon full of rich food and alcohol. Now, she was ready to release the weight of it all onto her slave's waiting tongue. "I know you've been waiting patiently for this moment," she said, her voice laced with danger. "Show me how much you want my shit." The slave couldn't speak, his mouth already filled with his mistress's pungent aroma. He opened his mouth wider, eagerly anticipating the gift that was about to fill his mouth. Tempest gave a satisfied grunt as she felt her first turd push against his tongue. With a forceful shove, she released the heavy log, filling his mouth to capacity. The slave moaned around it, his eyes rolling back in his head from the pleasure-pain of having his mistress's shit in his mouth. "That's it, slave," Tempest said, reaching down to stroke his cheek. "Take it all in. You're going to need to swallow soon enough." And so the slave did. He worked his tongue, trying to maneuver around the massive piece of shit that was filling his mouth. Slowly but surely, he managed to swallow it down, feeling the warm, thick liquid slide down his throat. "Good boy," Tempest cooed, already feeling the next log forming in her rectum. "You're doing such a good job." The scene continued like this for what felt like hours to the slave. Tempest took her time, relishing in the power she held over him. She could feel the tension building in his body, the desire to please her written all over his face. Finally, with one last, satisfying push, Tempest emptied her bowels into her slave's mouth. He moaned, his body shaking with the effort of containing her massive load. "There you go," she said, patting his cheek fondly. "Now go clean yourself up. I'll see you in the morning for breakfast." The slave groaned, his body aching from the ordeal. But he knew that this was his duty, his calling. He was nothing but a living toilet for his Goddess Tempest, and he would do anything she asked of him.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 1921 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 161 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 189MB

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