We’ve been stuck in this elevator for over an hour, and I’m desperate to piss. For some reason, the firemen can’t seem to get the door open and the electricians can’t seem to get the power back on. I’m near bursting, trying not to grab myself and squirm. There’s only one other body in the elevator; you. You have to see me, swaying cautiously from side to side as I wonder if you can smell the fresh musk of my pussy.
Holding makes my submissive little cunt turn into a slip and slide, and I’d probably let you slide any part of you into my throbbing, hot fuck cave if it meant relief from this ever growing pressure in my bladder. I knew I couldn’t take much more at all; it wasn’t possible. We made eye contact, yours drilling holes into my baby blues the way I hoped you wanted to drill me.
I was desperate in every sense of the word. I nearly threw myself at you. I whines, grabbing my pussy and trying to put my thumb over my urethra so no piss would leak out. I squirted just a little, turned bright red, and looked up at you again. My cunt spurted some juice. The whole elevator reeked of my cunt and the piss that was sure to leak out of me.
And then, the lights went down low as you took a step towards me.