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LadyVikkiWet - Dirty instruction p.2

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LadyVikkiWet - Dirty instruction p.2
LadyVikkiWet - Dirty instruction p.2
LadyVikkiWet - Dirty instruction p.2

LadyVikkiWet - Dirty instruction p.2

As you kneel before me, your heart races with anticipation of obeying my every command. Your mind wanders to the thought of being completely and utterly dominated by LadyVikkiWet, and you crave the feeling of her filthiness washing over you. I step towards you, my stilettos clicking against the cold tile floor. In my hand, I hold a small vial of my precious waste. You watch as I raise it to my mouth, my tongue darting out to taste the sweet, putrid flavor within. When I lower the vial, it's filled with a mixture of my saliva and feces, the perfect cocktail for your next task. I hand you the vial, my gloved fingers brushing against your cheek. "Drink," I command, my voice low and seductive. You open your mouth and tip the vial back, swallowing every last drop of my excrement. Your nose fills with the sickly sweet smell, and you can almost taste it on your tongue. "Now," I continue, my voice taking on a demanding tone, "I want you to show me how much you've learned from your lesson. Prepare the toilet for our final act of filthiness." You stand up slowly, your legs shaking with excitement as you approach the toilet. You pull down your pants and underwear, revealing your perfectly clean ass to me. A soft moan escapes my lips at the sight of your pure, untouched flesh. You kneel on the cold floor, leaning forward over the toilet bowl. Your ass is raised high in the air, inviting me to take what is mine. I step forward, my heel digging into the flesh of your back as I position myself behind you. With one swift movement, I grab a handful of your hair and force your head down towards the toilet bowl. Your mouth opens involuntarily, the taste of your own saliva mixing with the nauseating stench of the toilet. I position the head of my cock at the entrance to your throat, the tip pushing against your tonsils. "Say it," I hiss, my voice vibrating against your throat. "Tell me how much you love being my toilet slave." You choke on the words, struggling to breathe as you try to form the sentence. Finally, you manage to spit out the words, your voice barely above a whisper. "I love being your toilet slave, LadyVikkiWet." I push forward, embedding myself as deep as I can into your throat, hitting the back of your mouth with each thrust. My hands grip tightly onto your hair, pulling you closer to me with each passing moment. The toilet begins to fill with my waste, splashing against your face and neck as I force you to take in every last drop. "That's a good boy," I whisper against your ear, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, let's see how well you've learned your lesson." Your body shakes with anticipation, knowing that whatever comes next will be beyond anything you've experienced before. As you continue to take in every last drop of my filth, you can't help but wonder if you're truly worthy of being my toilet slave.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 19min.
Video Info: 1080x1080 Pixel @ 5402 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 126 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 751MB

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