ASStonishMENt - Too Luxurious Pre Shower Pissing!!
Too Luxurious had just arrived home after a long day of shopping and running errands. Her tight fitting outfit accentuated her curves, and it was clear that the ensemble had been custom-made for her stunning figure. She sashayed into the foyer, her high-heeled boots clicking against the hardwood floor.
"Oh, baby, you look incredible," she cooed to herself in the mirror, admiring her reflection.
After hanging up her coat and sliding out of her jacket, she took a moment to breathe in the scent of her perfume. It lingered in the air, enveloping her in its sensual aroma. Her black lace bra was visible through the sheer fabric of her shirt, hinting at what lay beneath.
Moving towards the bathroom, Too Luxurious felt the anticipation building within her. She couldn't help but grin as she thought about the special treat she had planned for her fans tonight. Reaching into her bra, she cupped her ample breasts and squeezed them together with delight.
Entering the steamy bathroom, she took off her blazer and let it fall to the floor, followed by her shirt. She stood there for a moment, her chest heaving with excitement as she gazed at herself in the mirror. Her full breasts jiggled slightly with each breath, drawing attention to her perfect figure.
Grabbing a towel from a nearby rack, she wrapped it around her hips, revealing the shimmering gold thong that matched her eyes. "Ready for some fun?" she whispered seductively, as if speaking directly to her viewers.
Finally, she picked up the bulky camera rig she had set up earlier and positioned it carefully against the wall. The screen flickered to life, showing her reflection in a close-up shot. She took a deep breath, feeling the warmth rush to her cheeks.
Leaning back against the wall, she let out a slow, sensual sigh. Her right hand drifted down between her legs, caressing the delicate fabric of her thong. Her left hand reached behind herself, fumbling with the clasp on her bra. She giggled softly as she released the catch and let it fall to the floor.
With a deep breath, she lowered herself onto the tiled floor, crossing her legs demurely. Her toes curled as she felt the coolness of the tile against her skin. She looked down at her body, taking in the sight of her bare breasts swaying gently with each breath.
Slowly, she leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the wall. Her hand stayed firmly in place, teasing and caressing herself through the thin fabric of her thong. As she began to rock back and forth, her free hand slid up her inner thigh, tracing invisible lines towards her center.
Her breath quickened, and she felt the familiar tingle of anticipation beginning to spread through her body. "Are you ready?" she purred, looking directly at the camera. "Let's see if you can handle this."
With that, she pushed herself off the wall, arching her back as she reached down between her legs. She gazed into the camera, her eyes filled with desire as she began to pee. Streams of warm urine trickled from her tightly pried pussy, splashing against her thigh and creating tiny droplets that clung to her skin.
She moaned softly, her hips swaying back and forth as she lost herself in the sensation. Her free hand slid up to cup her breast, teasing and tugging on her nipple. The sight of her pissing and pleasuring herself was too much for her to bear. Falling back onto her elbows, she let out a long, steady stream of urine, willing it to go on forever.
Finally, she felt the last drops of urine escape her, and she squeezed her legs together, trapping the remaining liquid inside. She sighed, a contented smile spreading across her face. "Was that... too luxurious?" she asked, raising an eyebrow to the camera.
Giggling, she reached down and scooped up her bra, quickly tugging it back into place. With a final wink, she stood up straight, adjusting the straps of her towel. "That's a wrap for tonight, darlings," she announced, waving goodbye before leaving the room.
Leaving the camera still rolling, capturing the lingering scent of her piss and the sound of her breathing slowly returning to normal. It would be hours before anyone else witnessed this intimate moment, but for now, it was hers alone. The memory of her own pleasure, the sight of her wet pussy, and the taste of her own piss slowly began to fade, replaced by the anticipation of her next performance.
