My friend Rosella really had to pee, fortunately, I had my close-knit friend Klomaul over today. As soon as she walked in, she marched right up to him and said, "Klomaul, I really need to pee. Can you open your mouth?"
Klomaul, being the obedient servant he was, nodded eagerly and replied, "Yes, Mistress Rosella! Whatever you need."
Rosella stepped forward, unzipped his pants, and directed his thick cock towards her pussy. She straddled him, slowly lowering herself onto his member until she was fully impaled. She grunted out loud, enjoying the familiar feeling of being filled up by Klomaul's girthy cock.
"Mmmm..." she moaned, her hand finding its way to Klomaul's head, guiding him towards her engorged clit. "Suck on my clit, you filthy little cock-loving slut!" she commanded, her tone of voice dripping with lust and power.
Klomaul obliged, snaking his tongue out to lap at her sensitive nub. Rosella leaned back against the wall, her fingers tangling in his hair as she began to get lost in the pleasure. Just as she thought she was about to cum, she stopped him abruptly and pulled away.
"Goddamnit, Klomaul! I need your MOUTH for my pee!" she exclaimed, her breath heavy with excitement.
Klomaul nodded again, his eyes widening in anticipation. He knew what was coming next. Rosella smiled wickedly, reaching back to unclasp her braid. With a flourish, she let her long black hair cascade down over Klomaul's face, effectively blinding him.
"Now," she purred into his ear, "you're going to drink every single drop of my piss, you filthy little cocksucker."
And with that, she released the full force of her urine onto Klomaul's tongue and into his mouth. His eyes were rolled back in his head as he absorbed the sheer volume of her piss, the familiar salty taste mixing with the flavor of her pee as he eagerly swallowed each drop.
Rosella groaned in satisfaction, leaning forward to press her palms against Klomaul's ears as she ground her hips against him, milking his cock for all it was worth. She felt the warmth radiate from his face as he bobbed his head up and down, taking her entire piss load into his mouth without hesitation.
When she finally pulled away, Klomaul fell to his knees, gasping for air, his cock still hard and throbbing between their bodies. Rosella smirked down at him, her heart racing with excitement and power.
"That's a good boy," she whispered, stroking the side of his face tenderly. "Now come on, let's go clean you up before anyone sees what a hot little mess we've made."
