Pee drinking toiletman - p - mw - I LIKE TO PISS IN YOUR MOUTH FROM A HEIGHT - FULL - 01 - B - HD 1280x720

Weronika, a sensual and adventurous woman, had always dreamt of peeing from a height. The idea of her urine cascading down and hitting her unsuspecting victim below sent shivers of excitement down her spine. She decided to make this fantasy a reality, and her eager toilet slave was more than willing to take part in it. After setting up the scene in her home, Weronika stood atop the bathroom counter with her glistening pussy just inches away from the terrified face of her toilet slave. She smirked as he trembled beneath her, unable to tear his eyes away from the glorious sight of her dripping wetness. With a sinister smile, Weronika slowly lowered her hips, tilting her pelvis forward so that her incessant flow of urine could spill over the counter and onto her helpless toilet slave below. The stream of warm liquid hit him square in the face, causing him to gag but unable to break away from her hypnotic gaze. Weronika continued to pee for what seemed like an eternity, watching with delight as her toilet slave struggled to keep up with the flood of her urine. She chuckled as she saw the desperation in his eyes, knowing that he would do anything to please her. Finally, she stepped down from the counter, still dripping with her own essence. She approached her toilet slave, who was coughing and spluttering on the floor, and stopped to admire her handiwork. The room stank of piss and fear as she knelt beside him, her wet crotch hovering just above his face. "Drink, my toilet slave," she commanded, her voice both cold and seductive. "Drink every drop of my piss." The toilet slave, his eyes filled with tears from her earlier assault, nodded slowly in acquiescence. He hesitated for a moment before tentatively opening his mouth, his tongue darting out to taste the salty nectar awaiting him. Weronika watched with satisfaction as her urine trickled down his throat, feeling the power she held over this pathetic creature course through her veins. As he struggled to swallow her offering, she reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his face closer to hers. "You're not done yet," she growled, her breath hot against his ear. "There's more where that came from." The toilet slave whimpered in submission, knowing there was no escape from his mistress's perverse delight. As Weronika stepped back, he could do nothing but watch as she reached down between her legs, fingers flicking over her swollen clit before disappearing inside her waiting depths. Her body trembled with pleasure as she began to ride his face, her powerful orgasms sending wave after wave of her pee cascading down onto his upturned face and open mouth. She moaned his name, her voice ragged with pleasure, as she finally came, her body shuddering in ecstasy. When she finally climbed down from her high, she stood over him once more, the stench of piss and sex filling the air. She reached down, grabbed a handful of his hair, and yanked his head back, looking him directly in the eyes. "Drink it all, my toilet slave," she hissed. "Every last drop." And so he did, swallowing every last drop of her hot nectar as he watched her, helpless, from beneath her.