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Plassen afrodisiacum
15:48
Gepubliceerd:14.12.2025 • Verberg
I play the role of a nerdy character who has always been overlooked by you, my crush. I confront you and of course you have no idea who I am. You follow me to the locker room bathroom to see the surprise I have waiting. A tub of pee I have filled over the past few days. I pour the tub of my pee over myself, the liquid soaking through the fabric, highlighting my curves and making me even more alluring. As the pee drips down my body, I lead you to lick it from my skin, my voice filled with excitement and desire. I talk about the allure of my small breasts, the intimacy of licking and smelling my feet and armpits, re-wetting them with the reserved pee to enhance the experience. I am thrilled that you finally appreciate these aspects of me, and I gush about how much I love you for embracing them. As the scene builds, my desire to pee on you grows, seeing your climax as a proposal of my deepest affection.
