He pushed his channel’s no.1 star away like a ragdoll. The stream of urine now flowed almost uninterrupted, from the urethra through her red lips and down her throat, with little to no reaction from the girl herself, only docile concentration at her task. The woman would patiently remove her butt-plug and place a bucket underneath the girl to defecate in. This public restroom was in the middle of a road in Honduras, surrounded by desert and connecting two villages. Hayley likes to imagine that there isn’t malice in this woman’s actions. Her bare knees made contact with the hard, cold floor, separated uncomfortably far from each other. Now, tired and defeated, the aspiring Hollywood star resigned in occasional moans of desperation. It was becoming evident that Hayley’s ability to open her throat to incoming liquids would be heavily linked to how bad her day went.
