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Desperate on Stage Luna Swift

Desperate on Stage

Luna Swift

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5/5 Very well written. I highly recommend it. A double bill of gushing watersports and desperationBella is a dancer with a weak bladder, fighting to get out of her leotard and pee before shes due on stage. After the show is over, shes humiliatedMore5/5 Very well written. I highly recommend it. A double bill of gushing watersports and desperationBella is a dancer with a weak bladder, fighting to get out of her leotard and pee before shes due on stage. After the show is over, shes humiliated by the producer. Vowing revenge, she joins forces with another performer to teach the producer a very wet lesson.The new books have arrived and as I price them up, I notice one not on the list. A photo book full of women indulging in golden showers. One of them looks just like my boss, drinking pee from another woman. The photo stirs something inside me, a desire Ive kept hidden for a very long time.For adults only.A sample...“I thought I heard screams, are you okay?”“I’m fine,” I said. “Sorry. I thought everyone had gone home.”“I came back for a parcel. It was delivered here instead of home. It was some...err...personal books for me.”I was very aware of the bareness of my lower half even though my boss looked more embarrassed than me. Then she saw the book open by the sink. She looked at me and at the book and then at me again.“That’s...an interest of mine,” she said at last, snatching up the book and noticing the photo.“Is that you?” I asked.She nodded and her voice lowered to a whisper, barely audible over the hum of the lights above us. “Did you like it?”I wanted to reassure her as she looked ashamed of the photo. “I just masturbated to it,” I said.To my surprise she grinned, dropping the book and grabbing me. I lost grip of my clothes as she spun me round in a hug, kissing my cheek.“I never thought anyone would like that kind of thing but me,” she said as we came to a halt. Her arms were still wrapped round me and they very slowly slid down my body until she was gripping my bottom, I could feel my wetness coating her fingers as she gripped lower down, stroking my thighs.“Can I confess something?” she asked.“Anything,” I replied, aware of her breathing as she whispered in my ear.“I want to pee on someone.”I looked in her eyes as I answered. “You can do it on me, if you want to.”