Toilet Slaves Scatology - Big Jugs, Salty Bottle!

Nozomi was the most gorgeous woman any man could hope to behold. She had the most massive pair of knockers around, and her slave loved every second of worshipping them. His mouth was in heaven every time his lips clamped down on her large, soft nipples, and his fingers were mashing and massaging her to satisfaction. Mama Nozomi was the slave's "mummy" and she knew exactly what would make her tit sucker even happier. Pushing the slave away for a bit, she unscrewed the top of a formula bottle and revealed its salty contents. With a satisfied smirk on her face, she began to piss into the bottle. The warm, salty fluid filled the bottle quickly, staining it with a light yellow sheen that glistened in the dim light. She screwed the nipple back onto the formula bottle and gripped the slave's head. Her fingers teased his ears, his nose, his lips, before pushing them open to reveal his eager mouth. His tongue darted out instinctively as he was presented with the rubber nipple. His mouth opened, and he began sucking in the warm, salty fluid. The shock to his senses was intense, but he kept sucking, determined to please Mama Nozomi. His throat reacted to the saltiness, threatening to gag him, but he pushed through it, his cock hardening even more in his pants. As he continued drinking the wonderful gift she had bestowed upon his miserable existence, her fingers probe his hardening shaft, approving of his dedication to her. Her other hand gripped his hair, pulling his face closer to the bottle, urging him to swallow more of the salty nectar. His eyes rolled back in his head as the taste of her pee mixed with the salty tang in his mouth. She smiled, a cruel but indulgent smile that only heightened his arousal. "That's my good boy," she purred, her voice rough with desire. "Drink it all up." With each passing moment, his wanton craving for the salty liquid grew stronger, matching the primal urge that surged through his body. He drank until the bottle was finally empty, leaving him weak-kneed and trembling with anticipation for her next command.