RosellaExtrem - Kitty and Rosella piss in the mouth of a slave!

As Rosella and Kitty leaned over the helpless slave, their hearts raced with anticipation. They had been toying with him all day, teasing him with their tight, wet pussies and making him beg for a taste. Now it was time to give him what he desired most – their warm, golden nectar flowing directly into his mouth. Rosella began by slowly lowering her delicate frame onto the slave's face, her glistening pussy mere inches from his eager lips. She took her time, savoring the power she held over him as she teased him mercilessly. Finally, she slid down onto his mouth, engulfing his tongue and letting out a moan of pleasure as he lapped at her juices. Kitty followed suit, her body just as delectable as Rosella's. She pressed her painted pussy against the slave's gaping mouth, feeling his rough stubble scratch against her sensitive folds. With a wicked grin, she pushed down onto his face, forcing his lips open to take in more of her nectar. As they both sat on the slave's face, grinding their hips against his, the room was filled with the sounds of wet, sloppy kisses and their combined pussy juices. The scent of sex and desperation hung heavy in the air, making both women flush with excitement. Kitty, always the daring one, reached down and snaked her fingers into the slave's bound mouth. With a mischievous look in her eye, she pushed her middle finger against his tongue and winced as he tried to swallow her entire hand. "See, slave?" she laughed, "You said you'd take anything we give you, didn't you? Well, here's something extra to show you how much we appreciate your service." Rosella nodded in agreement, her own fingers curling around the slave's hair, holding him firmly in place. "And now, for the main course," she purred, leaning back slightly and aiming her dripping, pulsating pussy at his open mouth. As her wetness hit his lips, the slave gagged and choked, struggling to swallow the overwhelming amount of nectar being forcefully pushed into his mouth. Kitty, ever eager to see him squirm, covered his nose with her other hand, trapping him in a sticky, slippery cage of moist feminine power. With Kitty's help, Rosella pushed down on the slave's face, driving her wet cunt deeper into his mouth and down his throat. The pressure built up inside him, making his stomach churn and his eyes bulge as he felt the burning sweetness of their piss flowing into every nook and cranny of his mouth. Finally, with a groan of satisfaction, the slave surrendered to the inevitable. He felt his mouth filled to bursting point with their combined juices, the salty taste of pussy mixed with the bitter tang of their urine. As the stream slowed to a trickle, Kitty removed her hand from his nose, allowing him to catch his breath. "You did well, slave," she cooed, running her fingers along his chin. "Now, if you've learned your lesson, maybe we'll let you taste some more." Rosella laughed softly, leaning in to kiss the slave gently on the forehead. Their fingers entwined, and for a moment, they were all connected by the tangled web of desire and power that had bound them together. As the slave lay there, his body aching from the punishment he had received, he knew that he would do anything to feel this way again. The taste of pussy and piss on his tongue, the weight of two beautiful women pinning him down – these were the ultimate indulgences, and he would happily pay any price to experience them again.