RosellaExtrem - Perverse Fan-User-meeting and fulfills 3 wishes! Part 1

In a private room above a dingy backstreet toilet, RosellaExtrem tied her white lace thong around her head like a bandanna and watched impassively as her most devoted fan, Jack, knelt at her feet. Jack was the kind of guy who'd had a crush on her since they were kids; he'd hidden magazines in his wardrobe and furtively jerked off to her movies whenever he thought nobody was looking. Now he'd tracked her down and planned this surreal encounter down to the last detail. "Are you ready?" she purred, her voice slithering softly between his ears like a lover's whisper. Jack nodded vigorously, clamping his mouth shut to keep from begging her for what he wanted. "Good boy," she crooned, reaching down between his legs and roughly squeezing his massive erection through his pants. "Now let's see if you can be a good little toilet slave for me." With a cruel twist of her lips, Rosella kicked off her black stilettos, unzipped her form-fitting dress, and stood before him naked but for her shiny panties. Jack's eyes bulged as he stared at the perfect body that had haunted every fever dream he'd ever had. Drool spilled from his open mouth as he watched her sink down onto the toilet seat with a grin that could only be described as predatory. Rosella spread her legs wide and tilted her chin upwards, presenting her puckered asshole to Jack's eager gaze. "Now," she snarled, "show me how much you've learned about your first love - piss." Jack didn't hesitate. He knelt before her, pressing his face into her crotch, and inhaled her musky scent as he reached up to gently push her down onto the cold ceramic of the toilet seat. His lips brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, sending shivers of delight through her. Guiding her hands to clasp tightly around his hair, RosellaExtrem leaned back against the cool wall of the stall and let out a long, slow stream of golden piss. It splashed against Jack's upturned face, dripping into his mouth and down his throat as he lapped at her pussy like a dog. She watched with dark, hungry eyes as he drank every drop,chuckling evilly when he begged for more. "More?" She purred, her voice thick with lustful promise. "Of course, my little toilet slave." Reaching down between her legs once again, RosellaExtrem gave Jack's cock a firm squeeze through his pants. With a groan of pleasure, he leaned forward to meet the torrent that exploded from her cunt. She held his face in place as he struggled not to vomit from the sheer intensity of the sensations washing over him. Finally, sated for now, Rosella stood and surveyed her handiwork with a slow, lecherous smile. Jack was a mess - his clothes were soaked with sweat and piss, his face streaked with tears and saliva. But there was an undeniable spark in his eyes that told her this was only the beginning. "Tomorrow," she purred. "I'll make you drink my shit and piss. Then you'll truly be mine."