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Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass!

Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass! / Toilet Slavery

Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass!
Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass!
Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass!

Smelly Milana / Poo19 - And again I serve Christinas ass!

As I knelt before Christina, her strong aura of dominance washed over me. I knew that she expected nothing less than absolute submission from her toilet slave, and I was here to serve her. The scent of her ass filled my nostrils, a potent blend of sweat and exotic perfume that sent shivers down my spine. Her asshole glistened invitingly in the dim light, beckoning me closer. My tongue darted out to taste the salty sweetness of her juices, savoring the familiar flavor that only she could produce. I couldn't help but wonder how many times I had worshipped at this altar before. Slowly, I began to prepare myself, parting my lips and opening my throat. The anticipation was killing me, but I knew that once she released her payload into my eager mouth, it would be worth it. Her ass cheeks quivered as she felt my warm breath against her most intimate place. And then, she unleashed her fury. A torrent of steaming hot shit poured out of her, coating my face and dribbling down my chin. It was like drinking from the finest wine glass, each sip more intoxicating than the last. I swallowed every drop, feeling the strength of her power course through my veins. As I came up for air, Christina's hand cupped my chin, holding me in place. Her eyes bore into mine, daring me to look away from her magnificence. I couldn't. Instead, I leaned in closer, eager for more of her intoxicating essence. "Well done, my little toilet slave," she purred, affectionately ruffling my hair. "You may rise now." I rose unsteadily, my knees shaking from the intensity of our encounter. She was everything to me, my master and my mistress, my savior and my damnation. As I looked into her eyes, I knew that I would willingly serve her for eternity, no matter how foul the task or how humiliating the position. "Thank you, Christina," I whispered, reaching out to touch the hem of her dress in reverence. "I live only to please you." And with that, I bowed my head and prepared myself for whatever she had in store next.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 6min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 8995 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 419MB

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