MISTRESS ISABELLA - 079.2.2 Mistress Isabellas pee

Mistress Isabellas glistening wet pussy reflected the dim light of her chambers as she straddled her trembling slave. Her perfectly sculpted ass cheeks twitched with anticipation, her heart pounding in excitement as she approached the climax of their intimate evening together. "You know what I want, slave," She purred, her breath hot against his ear. He nodded frantically, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants as he felt the warmth of her urine already trickling down his thighs. The command was clear: she wanted him to taste her pee. His body shuddered at the thought, his mind reeling with the mixture of arousal and disgust that filled him. But he knew better than to disobey his Mistress, so he parted his lips obediently, feeling the first cool drops of her urine hit his tongue even as she continued to fill his mouth with her hot streams of piss. Her pee dripped down his chin as she leaned back, her eyes locked on his, a cruel smile playing about her lips. The feeling of her cum mixing with her pee on his tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure through him, and he moaned, unable to suppress the sound. Mistress Isabellas chuckled wickedly. "You like that, don't you, slave?" she growled. "You like the taste of your own Mistress's piss." The thought sent a shiver of excitement down his spine. Yes, he did. He loved every bitter, salty drop of it. He lapped at her engorged clit, eager for more, as she continued to empty her bladder into his hungry mouth. Finally, she pulled away, her legs trembling as she stepped off him. She watched with dark satisfaction as he swallowed the last drops of her offering, savoring the feeling of power that surged through her veins. "That's a good slave," She murmured, reaching down to help him onto his knees. "Now see if you can make me cum one last time."