Slut training is Step-Daddy’s specialty. Whenever he gets that look in his eye, I know there’s some delightfully nasty scene brewing in his head. But I’m sure that the image of me prancing around his studio wearing nearly nothing doesn’t impede these thoughts. The night he shot this clip, I was in a pair of white polka dot cotton panties, my favorite lace bra, and a pair of brand new black knee high’s... comfy, but still seductive.

I felt his gaze focus on me from his desk across the room, right as I was attempting some impossible yoga move. “Honey?,” he asked as he reached for h...

Slut training is Step-Daddy’s specialty. Whenever he gets that look in his eye, I know there’s some delightfully nasty scene brewing in his head. But I’m sure that the image of me prancing around his studio wearing nearly nothing doesn’t impede these thoughts. The night he shot this clip, I was in a pair of white polka dot cotton panties, my favorite lace bra, and a pair of brand new black knee high’s... comfy, but still seductive.

I felt his gaze focus on me from his desk across the room, right as I was attempting some impossible yoga move. “Honey?,” he asked as he reached for his camera. “How about doing a little tease for Step-Daddy?” I giggled, and fell over.

“Of course!” I squealed. I’m always dying for his undivided attention, and willing to perform whatever slutty tasks he requests just to get it.

“Wait,” he said. “Make sure you drink all your water first. I want my kitten with a full bladder... Let’s see how long you can hold it while you show off for Step-Daddy.” I felt my face turn red as I considered the possibility of peeing on myself in front of him. He grinned, probably knowing that moment of humiliation is what I live for, then sat in his chair and waited with his camera in his hands until I swallowed every last drop of my bottled water.

Once he started to shoot I began my tease for him, showing off my full, bouncy breasts, shaking my round ass, and showing peeks of my pretty little pussy. But it wasn’t long before I lost control of my bladder. My warm pee gushed through my cotton panties and ran down my legs, drizzling onto the floor until I was in a puddle of it on the wood floor. I know that’s exactly what he wanted, and that’s exactly why it turned me on. Once I started to let go I didn’t want to stop. I can’t deny that I liked the way it felt soaking into my thigh high’s and between my toes as I wiggled them. I sat down in my pee puddle and started to splash in it a little, but got so excited that I started rubbing my pussy with it.

This is our first pee clip, but after the fun we had, I have a feeling it won’t be our last.