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Originally Posted by Dino Velvet
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Originally Posted by Dino Velvet
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I'm awake
This is what I like to see waiting for me when I come home after a hard day at the office.
Me too. Only with my tongue in her ass.
He had initially had told me as we walked up to the flowering shrub, that the flowers would change colour, depending on the ph level of the soil in which they were growing, a slightly acidic soil would turn the flowers blue in colour.
It was moments later, that I felt the unmistakeable tingle of wanting to have the urge to pee as I stood there listening to his informed knowledge of plants.
As we talked, the feeling got stronger and stronger to the point where I had to then squat down just in case I couldn’t hold on any longer.
He must have sensed that something was wrong and asked me if he was able to help.
I tried politely, to try and think and talk of something else but the urge to pee got so strong, I could now feel my inner muscles starting to spasm almost as they tried in vain to hold back the dam of golden liquid within me.
I blushed when he then guessed my peril and asked if I needed to pee.
I nodded while not looking directly @ him as I then felt slightly ashamed of my self but he surprised me by saying,” pee right here, I’ll keep an eye out for anyone coming along and will warn you if there is”.
My flushed face must have deepened on hearing this and his response was to re state his last statement to me.
By now, I had little or no other options available to me that I could think of, he gave the gesture of looking quickly both ways as I reached down in between my parted legs and hooked a finger under, pulling the crotch to my panties aside enough, that in seconds of the air caressing my bare pussey mound, the first streams of my pee could be seen arcing out from under my dress, onto the tarsealed footpath beneath my feet.
I could just see that he was entranced by my pee flowing out, its golden streamed flow, moving away and under the flowering shrub.
Though I was still feeling slightly ashamed of my self, I also felt @ an instant total peace with myself @ being able to relieve my bladder of its bursting hot liquid.
It was a few days later while walking back past the very same shrub which we had stopped @ and I had then needed to go pee, that I noticed something, the flowers were now starting to change in their colour, there were some which had a half mix of blue and red tinge to them and a few which had now flowered fully a deep vivid blue.
I gave myself a cheeky sly smile to myself as I then knew that my pee must have been the one ingredient that had made the shrub, to turn the flowers change in colour.
It was then a moment that I had a thought and while looking around to see if anyone was around, I squatted back down in front of the shrub, pulling aside the crotch of my panties, to then see that liquid, golden fertilizer flowing again in underneath the shrub as my pee glinted in the bright sunlight.
Over the next few days, I kept up my secret watering of the shrub till all of the flowers had turned that same deep vivid blue colour, some of which I had picked and had placed in a vase on my kitchen window @ home.
When ever I look @ them, I secretly know that I had a guiding hand in their display of beauty, especially when, while standing @ the kitchen sink, I’ve gently rubbed myself through my panties as I’ve remembered the feeling of the air on my exposed bare pussey as my pee has flowed out onto the ground below me.
Great Tgirl art
Jonelle Brooks is to HOT today!
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