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Tracing my finger gently and teasingly over Ike's slightly distended lower abdomen (exaggerated bladder bules are unappealing to me but a very slight one is the sex). Tickling and prodding that area, causing him to gasp and shudder as his sphincters struggle to contain the hot urine load within him. His legs shake and his knees knock together... Finally he nears his limit, and I lean in and whisper into his ear- how much further can you go, baby? I begin pressing on and off onto his bladder, pushing him ever closer to release, and we begin making out. The swirling mix of emotions and sensations builds and builds until he can no longer hold back, and he lets go of his bladder contents in an orgasmic rush, soaking himself in hot urine.
I then pick him up and princess carry him... undecided if I should take him to the bathroom for delicate cleanup and aftercare or if I should take him to the bed and fuck him while he's still soaked in his own fresh pee first
