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Missy Van Licks - Room service - Part 4 - Goldenshower from divine ladies

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Missy Van Licks - Room service - Part 4 - Goldenshower from divine ladies
Missy Van Licks - Room service - Part 4 - Goldenshower from divine ladies
Missy Van Licks - Room service - Part 4 - Goldenshower from divine ladies

Missy Van Licks - Room service - Part 4 - Goldenshower from divine ladies

As the bellboy lay sprawled on the floor, exhausted and spent from his earlier ordeals, Missy Van Licks and her companion approached him with mischievous smiles on their faces. They had dressed him up in a fine suit, complete with bowtie and top hat, as they prepared for their grand finale. "Well, well, well," cooed Missy, her long, silky hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. "It seems our little plaything has been quite the trooper for us." She clapped her hands together, summoning the butler to her side. "Please bring in the champagne, dear Charles," she commanded. The butler bowed and disappeared momentarily before returning with a silver tray laden with flutes of chilled champagne. Missy took one and handed it to her companion, who did the same. They then turned their attention back to the bellboy, who was beginning to stir slightly. With a wicked glint in her eye, Missy kneeled down next to him and pressed the cool flute against his forehead. "Here, darling," she purred, "this is for you." Slowly, she helped him sit up and held the glass to his lips. He drank gratefully, the cool liquid bringing him back to consciousness. "Mmm, that's better," she said, her voice still dripping with honey. "Now, it's time for your reward." Reaching behind her, she pulled out a golden showerhead, its gleaming surface reflecting the light. "It's going to feel so good, darling," she promised, before stepping back and giving him a commanding look. "You know what to do." The bellboy, still somewhat dazed but obedient, stood up and positioned himself beneath the showerhead. Missy twisted a knob, and a torrent of warm water cascaded down upon him, bathing him in golden light. He arched his back, relishing the sensation as it washed over him. For several long minutes, the bellboy stood there, letting the warm water wash over him. When at last Missy turned off the shower, he staggered slightly, but remained standing. She handed him a towel, which he gratefully wrapped around himself. "There you go, darling," she said, patting his cheek tenderly. "Now go rest up, for you've earned it." With that, she turned and walked away, her long legs carrying her gracefully across the room. The bellboy watched her go, still reeling from the experience but filled with a strange sense of satisfaction. As he made his way out of the room, he couldn't help but wonder what other divine ladies awaited him in the world beyond. But for now, he was content to bask in the afterglow of their golden shower, his body tingling with anticipation for what might come next.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 7min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 16179 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 179 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 746MB

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