Mahiro The Human Toilet

I lay absolutely still so she would not notice. The talisman on my skin, tattooed near my butt, makes me invisible as a human, and makes me look like a flawless toilet. Akiya, my neighbor, approaches me, puzzled. She is puzzled why there is a toilet in the middle of the room. The magic does its trick and she shoves down her unspoiled white undies. I zero in on her hair slit, and the golden nub on top of it. I can smell her glorious sweat, collected from walking all day, and I feel dizzy with excitement. Her face relaxes, and her beaver is inwards my mouth. Her salty piss begins to drizzle down my tongue, and I taste the sharp salty-sweet flavor. She continues pouring the golden glory down my throat, and I swallow fast and hard, intent on swallowing everything. I have to keep up, so my mistress can keep pissing in my mouth, and down my throat. I love her taste, her glorious flavor, and the texture of her fine pussy hairs in my mouth. I want more I want more.