She craved the dirty thrill of it all an insatiable hunger for perversion. Her body a canvas for the most darkest fantasies. The bitter taste a prelude to ecstasy. A disgusting concoction her forbidden pleasure. The retching sounds a symphony of arousal. Then the torrent of puke a messy masterpiece. She revels in the filth a true connoisseur of depravity. Each vomit a testament to her unrestrained desire. A filthy angel in a sea of bodily fluids. The filthy submission her chosen path. Puke and piss a filthy ritual to her unholy urges. She is Mya Quinn the mistress of depravity.