RosellaExtrem - Mistress Tina pisses me into my mouth!

Mistress Tina, a striking figure in the scat community, commanded your attention with her domineering presence. She exuded confidence and control as she approached you, her toy. Today, she would push your limits further by treating you like a living toilet and making you her personal pee drinker. You trembled with anticipation beneath her leather-clad dominance. Your heart raced as she placed a glass in front of you, filled to the brim with her own golden nectar. This was only the beginning. Without warning, Mistress Tina thrust her hips forward, pressing her pelvis against your face. Her smell intoxicated you; an intoxicating mix of sweat, power, and piss. Her pussy was already slick with her essence, just waiting for you to lick it clean. Your tongue darted out, tasting the familiar tanginess of her fluids. As you licked and lapped at her sensitive folds, she began to groan with pleasure. "That's it, slave," she purred. "Drink your mistress's pussy juice." She leaned back, enjoying the taste of her own juices as you brought her to climax. But the real test was yet to come. Mistress Tina stepped away, a sly grin playing on her lips. She had other plans for you. Distant memories of giving up control flared in your mind, but you pushed them aside. This was what you had asked for. Suddenly, you felt a warm, full sensation inside your abdomen. Mistress Tina had unzipped her black vinyl trousers and pushed her pelvis into your midsection. "Drink, slave," she commanded. You took a deep breath and pushed against her, trying to expel the unwanted guest. But it was no use. She held you in place, her grip unyielding. Her piss flowed into you unabated, forcing your muscles to stretch and expand to make room. This was the ultimate violation. You were no longer in control of your body or your desires. You were nothing more than a living toilet, a vessel for Mistress Tina's pleasure. As her piss flowed into you, you felt a strange sense of arousal mingling with the pain and discomfort. Finally, she withdrew, leaving you gasping for breath. Your stomach churned with the fluids she had just deposited inside you. Your mouth watered with anticipation as you saw the glass still full of her golden nectar. Without taking your eyes off hers, you lowered your head and opened your mouth, ready to receive whatever she had in store for you next.