Voodou Barbie

“Mmm… that’s it,” she moaned, grinding harder. “Clean my pussy like the pathetic little cuck you are.”

She rode his face aggressively, her fat ass clapping against his cheeks. Eric could barely breathe, choking down load after load of cum while his own dick throbbed painfully hard and leaked in his pants.

Then Kayla paused. A wicked, sadistic smile spread across her face.

“You know what?” she purred, voice dripping with cruel delight. “I’ve got something extra for you tonight.”

She relaxed her body. A long, powerful, relaxing stream of hot piss suddenly flooded directly into Eric’s open mouth. The golden liquid poured out in a steady, forceful torrent.

The spirits she had bound to him made sure he became the perfect toilet. Her piss glided smoothly and effortlessly down his throat in one continuous flow no spill, no choking, no mess. His body accepted every drop as if it had been trained for this exact purpose. He swallowed reflexively, gulp after gulp, drinking her warm piss straight from the source while she continued to grind slowly on his face.

“Ahhhhh… fuck, that feels so good,” Kayla sighed deeply in pure relief, eyes half-closed in bliss as she emptied her full bladder into him. The warm stream seemed endless, filling his stomach as she let out soft, satisfied moans. She stayed seated firmly on his face the entire time, making sure not a single drop escaped.

When her stream finally slowed to a trickle and then stopped, Kayla let out a long, contented sigh and remained seated on his face for a few more moments, smothering him in her ass and pussy.

“Good boy,” she whispered, patting his piss-and-cum-soaked head almost affectionately. “You’re such a perfect little toilet now. The spirits made sure of that.”

She finally lifted off him, looking down at his drenched, broken face with cold satisfaction. His lips, chin, and neck were glistening, but not a single drop had spilled onto the sheets every ounce had gone straight down his throat.

“Clean yourself up and go make me something to eat. I worked up an appetite.”

Eric lay there gasping, face covered in another man’s cum and Kayla’s piss, his stomach now full of her waste. His spirit was crushed even deeper. The supernatural hold on him tightened with every sadistic act.