The toilet becomes her dais, the submissive kneeling before her like a supplicant at an altar. She insists on complete surrender, her heels digging into his shoulders as she forces his face into her pussy. He tongues her eagerly, his hands gripping her thighs, her moans echoing in the tiled room. She leans back, her hands on the tank, guiding his movements, her body tensing as she nears her peak. With a final cry, she comes, her pussy pulsing against his mouth, her juices dripping down his chin.