Miss Dula - My sissy becomes my toilet

Miss Dula - My sissy becomes my toilet

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As I wandered through the decrepit remains of the abandoned building, my bladder began to grow increasingly uncomfortable. It was always a thrill for me to find someone willing to bear witness to my golden shower, but this time it seemed fate had decided to add an extra layer of indulgence. My eyes fell upon a figure huddled in the corner, clad head-to-toe in a cute and frilly sissy outfit. The recognition was instantaneous; it was my own sister, ready and waiting to become my personal toilet. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her. She looked so pathetic, hunched over with a sad little smile on her face, clutching a plastic funnel between her tiny fingers. Her eyes widened as she saw me approach, a mix of fear and anticipation written across her face. "Miss Dula," she whimpered softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It seems like fate has chosen you for today's little adventure, dear sister," I replied with a sultry smirk, feeling a twinge of arousal in my loins. "You're going to love this." I knelt down in front of her, running my fingers through her silky blonde hair. I could feel her shiver under my touch, and it only served to fuel my desire. Slowly, I unbuckled my pants, revealing my wet and swollen cunt to her quivering eyes. "See what I have for you, sissy?" I purred, nudging her chin up with my finger. "It's all yours." Without further ado, I pushed my dripping pussy against her face, forcing the funnel between her lips. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt my hot, sticky juices pouring down her throat. I leaned closer, running my tongue along the edge of the funnel, savoring the taste of my own essence. "That's it, baby," I whispered, stroking her hair softly. "Swallow every drop." As she dutifully obeyed, I felt a surge of power course through my veins. This was what I lived for - the control, the submission, the sheer taboo of it all. I could feel myself growing wetter by the second, and I knew that it wouldn't be long now. With one final push, I felt my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. My hips shook uncontrollably as I emptied myself into my sissy, filling her mouth with my warm, sticky cum. And as I came back down from the high, I pulled the funnel out of her mouth and looked deep into her eyes. "Well done, sissy," I breathed, my voice thick with lust. "Now it's your turn to cum." Slowly, I lowered my hand to her crotch, where I felt her tiny cock throbbing with anticipation. With a sneer of amusement, I began to stroke her, relishing in the sight of my own sister reduced to this pathetic state of need and desire. And as she moaned and whimpered in pleasure, I knew that this was only the beginning of our twisted, taboo relationship.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 9min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 50995 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 96 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 3217MB