Sitting on my throne with the naked slave lying at my feet: he admires my statuesque body covered only by sheer pantyhose and shiny red heels. He will be my personal toilet today. My bladder is full but before emptying it I want to become familiar with my toilet: I sit on him, on his face, I want him to smell my most intimate perfume. He takes off my shoes, I take off the pantyhose letting him adore my feet and Im ready. I start from his mouth, I pour my abundant nectar, he must swallow quickly so as not to suffocate. But I want to pour the rest on his body, sprinkle him well with my golden shower.
