Pee drinking toiletman - p - mw - TOILET STOOL - DRINK ALL MY PEE - 03 - FULL - BLACK AND WHITE - HD 1280x720

Toiletman, a formidable figure draped in darkness, stands before you, grasping the edge of a gleaming white porcelain throne. His eyes gleam with anticipation as he motion for you to approach. Veronica, your heart racing with fear and excitement, lower yourself onto the cold metal stool positioned before the ominous figure. As you sit down, Toiletman reaches out and clasps a metal collar around your neck. "I now own you, Veronica," he hisses, his voice echoing through the empty room. "Your body will be my vessel for pleasure and my toilet for waste." With that, Toiletman removes your pants, leaving you in just your underwear. "Pee for me, Veronica," he demands, as he adjusts his cock to an erect position behind you. Trembling with fear and arousal, you do as you're told, closing your eyes and concentrating on the warm flow between your legs. Soon, you feel Toiletman's hot breath against your exposed flesh. "Good girl," he whispers, before moving behind you. His member presses against your entrance, teasing and taunting you mercilessly. With one powerful thrust, he enters you completely, filling you with his huge cock. As pleasure and pain intertwine within you, you feel a strange sensation building within your bladder. It grows and grows, until you can hold it no longer. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, you begin to pee on Toiletman's penis. His moans of pleasure fuel your lust, as you continue to empty your bladder onto his massive cock. With each passing second, your pee drops onto the cold floor, forming a puddle beneath you. You can feel him getting closer and closer to climax, his thrusts becoming harder and more violent. Suddenly, with a primal roar, Toiletman erupts inside you, filling you to the brim with his hot, salty seed. As he collapses onto the throne, spent, you lean forward, kissing his feet in awe of your new master. With a wicked grin, Toiletman spreads his legs wide and nods towards your face. "Now it's time for the real pleasure, my pet," he whispers darkly. "Drink it all up." Knowing there's no escape, you lower your head and begin to lap up every last drop of your piss, cleaning Toiletman's cock with your tongue. As you taste the saltiness of your own fluids on his skin, you realize there's no going back now. You're his, body and soul.