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Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two

Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two / Toilet Slavery

Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two
Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two
Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two

Miss Dula - The full toilet for us two

As the door to the bathroom opened, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through my veins. Standing before me was Miss Dula, a dominatrix of the highest caliber. Her presence was commanding, and the way her eyes locked onto mine sent shivers down my spine. "Are you ready for what we have planned?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation. I nodded eagerly, unable to speak. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her, revealing a tableau that took my breath away. In the center of the room was a large, ornate golden throne adorned with intricate filigree work. It looked like it had been designed specifically for this kind of use. "That's where you'll be spending most of your time," she said, her voice dripping with menace. "It's time for some real toilet slavery." She turned her attention to the other man in the room, my friend. He looked terrified and yet oddly aroused by the situation we were about to find ourselves in. "You know what to do," she said, nodding towards the throne. My friend hesitated for a moment before making his way over to it. He climbed up onto the seat and leaned forward, presenting himself to Miss Dula. "Don't worry," she said, her hand finding its way to his ass. "I won't make you wait too long." With that, she produced a huge black dildo from behind her back and began to lubricate it with saliva. At the same time, my friend produced a large joint from somewhere and began to smoke it eagerly. I watched in awe as Miss Dula positioned herself behind my friend, guiding the dildo towards his asshole. She pushed it inside him slowly, causing him to moan in pain and pleasure. As he adjusted to the intrusion, she began to piston in and out of him, fucking him mercilessly against the golden throne. The smell of sweat and fear filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of cannabis. My friend's face was contorted in a mix of pleasure and pain as he was used in this most intimate of ways. Soon, it was my turn. I felt a wave of anticipation wash over me as Miss Dula removed the dildo from my friend's ass and positioned herself in front of me. She handed me a large wad of her shit, still warm from her body. "Eat it," she commanded. I opened my mouth wide, and without hesitation, she stuffed the entire wad into my mouth. It was the most disgusting and arousing thing I had ever experienced. As I struggled to swallow, she reached down and began to stroke my cock through my pants. "That's it," she said softly. "Let go and cum on your friend's face." And so I did. As my orgasm hit me, I released a torrent of hot, sticky cum onto my friend's face, painting it with my semen. He moaned in appreciation as he felt it dripping down onto his skin. Finally, Miss Dula stood up and nodded towards the toilet. It was time for us to clean up our mess. As we took turns flushing our waste away, I couldn't help but wonder what other depraved delights lay in store for us in this world of toilet slavery.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 19min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 5470 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 255 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 770MB

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