Pee drinking toiletman - p - mw - IN TO MOUTH - MASK - DRINK ALL MY PEE - 02 - A - HD 1280x720

As Veronica stood before the Toiletman, her heart raced in anticipation of what was to come. Her tight leather bodysuit hugged her curves, accentuating every move she made. The sound of his flushing toilet echoed in the room, indicating that he was preparing for her arrival. She felt a trickle of moisture between her legs as she approached the throne-like object that held the Toiletman's power. He looked up at her from beneath the mask, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Are you prepared, little one?" he asked in a deep, commanding voice. Veronica nodded slowly, her mouth going dry. She knew what was expected of her and couldn't wait to please him. Without any further prompting, she lowered herself onto the cold porcelain, her legs spread wide apart. The coolness of the surface sent a shiver down her spine as she positioned herself over the hole. Her heart pounded in her chest as the warm liquid began to fill the bowl. She watched with bated breath as the level rose, her gaze never leaving the Toiletman's. When the stream finally ceased, she knew it was time. Without hesitation, she leaned forward, her nose brushing against the edge of the bowl. The sweet, musky scent of human waste filled her nostrils, almost causing her to gag. But she pushed through the discomfort, determined to fulfill her role. Slowly, deliberately, she opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue to meet the rim of the toilet bowl. The heat of his urine hit her tongue, causing her to gag reflexively. But she forced herself to swallow, repeating the process until the bowl was finally empty. Shivering with excitement, Veronica pulled herself up, her eyes locked on the Toiletman's. He reached out, grabbing her chin in a firm grip. "Well done, slave," he purred, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "Now, kneel before me and show me your appreciation." Veronica sank to her knees, her leather-clad breasts pressing against the cool floor. She leaned forward, her mouth opening wider as she prepared to receive his cock. He pushed forward, filling her mouth with his thick, throbbing shaft. She began to bob her head up and down, taking him deeper into her throat with each thrust. As her lips brushed against the base of his cock, she felt the first waves of his ejaculation hit the back of her throat. She swallowed eagerly, wanting to please him in any way possible. She continued to deepthroat him, taking all of his cum as he released it into her eager mouth. Finally, sated, he pulled away, wiping his cock on her leather suit before stepping back. "Excellent work, my pet," he said, his voice echoing in the room. "You may go now." Veronica scurried away, her heart pounding with anticipation for their next encounter. She knew that she would do anything to make the Toiletman happy, even if it meant submitting herself to his most humiliating desires.