I’m squirming, legs tight. My bladder’s full. I m so desperate to pee. But first, I play.
I slide my fingers between my thighs, moaning softly, giving you those intimate close-ups that drive you wild. You’ll feel like you re right there with me — watching, aching. And when I can’t hold it anymore, I grab the clear glass and let go, right in front of you.
But I don’t stop there.
I swirl it. I taste it. Lick, slurp, swish, and swallow — all while staring into your soul. It drips down my face, my tongue teasing every drop, playing with it like the naughty little goddess you worship. I make a beautiful, wet, messy show just for you.
And when I’m done? Mouth open, tongue out — just waiting for your creamy reward.
