RosellaExtrem - User request: cock piss and blow them clean!

As the warm summer breeze gently caressed my naked body, I stood in front of a user who had requested an intimate encounter. I listened attentively as he described his desires, a lustful smile forming on my lips. His fetish was quite explicit — he yearned for me to piss on his cock and then proceed to clean it off with my mouth. It was clear that he had done his research, as he knew exactly what he wanted from our meeting at RosellaExtrem. Without hesitation, I nodded in agreement and pulled him closer to me. Slowly, I lowered myself onto the hard shaft of his cock, feeling it throbbing against my wet pussy. My juices mixed with his pre-cum, creating a sticky combination that signaled our union was about to begin. Suddenly, I released a torrent of urine onto his throbbing member, watching in delight as his face contorted into one of ecstasy. The hot, stinging liquid dripped down the shaft, gradually filling the crevices between us with our shared warmth. Unable to resist the intense pleasure, I leaned forward and began to drink deeply from the pool of piss that had gathered at the base of his shaft. The salty, tangy taste of his essence sent shivers down my spine, heightening my arousal even further. Reaching up, I grabbed hold of his balls and squeezed them gently, causing a fresh wave of piss to erupt from his swollen member. The stream pulsated against my face, splashing against my eager lips and tongue. I lapped it all up, savoring the unique flavor that only he could provide. Stepping back, I motioned for him to stand beside me as we both admired the mess we'd created. My pussy glistened with our combined fluids, and puddles of pee formed on the grass beneath us. With a wicked grin, I grabbed his cock once more, this time leading him towards a nearby puddle. Kneeling down, I pushed his hips forward, aiming his dick at the pool of piss. He groaned in anticipation as I pushed down on his shoulders, ensuring full submersion. As his cock disappeared beneath the surface, I watched intently as streams of urine flowed around it. Once satisfied that he was sufficiently pissed on, I stood up and turned to face him again. My pussy was still dripping with his essence, and I could see that he was struggling to contain himself. His cock twitched eagerly, begging to be cleaned off. Without further ado, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. Sucking vigorously, I felt the warm, salty taste of his piss fill my mouth once more. As I slowly worked my way down the shaft, I used my tongue to lick away any remaining drops of piss from his skin. Reaching his balls, I released them from their protective sheath, rolling them carefully between my fingers before placing them in my mouth. The taste of his precum mixed with my own saliva, making for a heady cocktail of flavors. Finally, I stood back, admiring my handiwork. His cock was gleaming clean, shiny, reflecting the sun's rays like a beacon of perversion. Satisfied with my performance, I gave him a sultry glance which he returned with equal fervor. With this shared experience, we'd crossed another threshold in our journey into the depths of our sexual desires. I was proud to be his partner in crime, knowing that this was just another tiny taste of the depravity we could explore together at RosellaExtrem.