Pee drinking toiletman - p - kmw - DRINK OUR PEE - day 04 - B - HD 1280x720

The room was bustling with excitement as women gathered around the mysterious Toiletman. His presence was intriguing; they couldn't help but wonder how he would react to their requests. The scent of urine filled the air, indicating that he had already taken several drinks. The women slowly approached him, eager to experience his unique service firsthand.

A young brunette, her long hair cascading down her back, stepped forward with a nervous smile. Dressed in a short skirt and crop top, her body glistened with sweat from anticipation. She held her bladder tightly, unable to contain her need to relieve herself. She knelt before the Toiletman, hovering over his open mouth as if he were a toilet bowl.

With an audible sigh of relief, she let loose a powerful stream of urine that splashed against his lips. He eagerly accepted the warm liquid, swirling it around in his mouth before swallowing it down. Her eyes widened in surprise but pleasure as he cheered encouragement, urging her to keep going. The women watched in fascination as one by one, each woman relieved themselves into his eager mouth.

A redhead with bright green eyes stood next, her body trembling with anticipation. She was clad in a tight miniskirt and bra, revealing her perfectly formed breasts. She looked down at the Toiletman with a mix of fear and excitement as she began to pee onto his face. Her stream hit him square in the eye, causing him to squint but not deter him from his task. He continued to lap up her offering until she was finally satisfied.

As the night wore on, more women joined the scene, each one taking their turn to use the Toiletman's unique services. They expressed their desires through grunts and moans, communicating their need for release in the only way they knew how. The Toiletman's mouth became a messy collection of different colors and smells, but he refused to retreat.

By the end of the night, the once-empty room was now filled with the stench of urine. Tired but satisfied, the women slowly filtered out of the room, leaving the Toiletman alone to reflect on the night's events. He smiled to himself, knowing that his unusual talent had brought him both pleasure and fulfillment. Little did he know that this was just the beginning of his journey into the world of scat fetishism.