The manlet clutched the funnel tightly, ensuring not a drop would spill. This was his most anticipated moment of the day – serving as a human toilet for his mistress. His mouth gripped the funnel’s small end, positioning it perfectly under her pussy. The trickle of salty liquid began, pouring into the funnel and straight into his mouth. The taste was intense and savory, just as the manlet desired. He craved more of the mistress’s piss, eagerly swallowing every drop that flowed into his mouth.