Her dark eyes were completely dead. It was such an intoxicating feeling. XXX “Drink it!” she hissed. The woman kept staring at it, her eyes dead. With trepidation, I walked into the room. She stood up, her hand firmly grasping mine, yanking me to my feet. Thanks to b0b for beta reading! “What are you doing?” she asked. “Tell the woman that you are a gift from the Goddess, fulfilling a promise Mary made to her. She tasted wonderful, her tart mixing with the aftertaste of her bitter urine. Despite just cumming, my traitorous hole was begging for more attention. “We’d take them into our shower, force them onto their knees and take turns pissing into their pretty, little mouths.”
She shifted on her bed, setting the gift on the nightstand. She opened up, pulling me against her.
