#41323 - Her voice was feeble but the creature at the front seemed to have got her point as he grabbed her hair, and with a sneer, started urinating in her mouth; Livia grimaced at the grassy and bestial acrid taste of the liquid, feeling utterly humiliated. Can I? Sure. The experience was brutal and incredibly painful, his girth way above what her womanhood had gotten used to; but, maybe because of her class, or simply because she was a slut beneath all this, she could already glimpse a trace of a massive, massive orgasm building up.
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