My Steamy Story: I'm in an eternal servitude as a toilet ...

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Okay, so let me spill the tea on my new… situation. No cap, I used to be a total simp for this boujee wellness influencer, Celestia, until she literally glowed up into an actual goddess. Now? I’m in eternal servitude as her toilet slave. It’s low-key the most unhinged thing that’s ever happened to me, but high-key? I kinda live for it.

Today, she glided in, all that main character energy, her silk robe pooling on the floor. "Kneel, pet," she purred, and my pussy got so wet, so fast. She positioned herself over my face, her perfect cunt right there. "Your mouth is my throne," she whispered, and then she lowered herself onto me. OMG. The taste of her, spicy and sweet, was everything. I worshiped her clit with my tongue like my life depended on it, because, well, it does. She started moaning, grinding against my face, her fingers tangled in my hair. "Yes, just like that, you filthy simp," she groaned, and I felt her thighs clench around my head as she came, her juices dripping down my chin. She patted my head after. "Good slave." And honestly? Iconic. I’d stan forever.