Swell Cogida a mi Amante by amateurmex.com

I began not only craving the adrenaline and vulnerability I felt from being in such a public place, but also the thrill and depravity I felt at making such a filthy mess, there was something so right about doing something that would make others despise me as a disgusting animal bent on masturbating in her own filth. I began drinking as much as I could before my shopping trips, often holding onto it for as long as I could so that my piss turned a lovely golden shade, this of course increased the smell which only heightened how dirty I felt. I had pissed on walls, mirrors and chairs inside changing rooms, making sure I made as much mess as possible while I masturbated and urinated. Each time the adrenaline, vulnerability and deprivation of the act giving me the mental push to orgasm as my hands worked my pussy. I still stole things it was very much a part of who I was at that point, not that I needed the clothes. Some I kept, some I sold online for a quick buck, or to pay rent and such and some I gifted to friends and relatives for birthdays and such. No one the wiser of how I had acquired them or how much pleasure it brought me to do so. Recently there had even been a local news story about all the stores I had been to, complaining about a serial shoplifter who ruined stores changing rooms by urinating all over them and left with stolen goods. The news had dubbed the thief the pee bandit and had alerted people to report suspicious behavior as the bandit had racked up quite a cost. The night I had seen the report I had been frightened off of my habit for a while. But as time wore on I couldn't help but become frustrated by my aching pussy and the lack of excitement in my life. I found that without the stimulation of the dirty acts I had grown used to it was almost impossible for me to cum. Eventually I gave in, I needed to get off and I planned on doing it indian in the most dramatic and dirty way possible to make up for weeks without. That's how I found myself to be in the expensive designer store today. Finishing observing myself in the mirror I made sure my clothes were set aside and swapped the tags early, a lesson I had learned over time as often it could be tricky to untie and retie them. In preparation for today I had drunk as much water as I could stomach the night before and held onto it all morning, drinking some more before I set out, by the time I arrived at the store I was about ready to burst. With a wicked grin I sat on the ground, hurriedly scooching my butt to the side wall of the cubical. With some effort I lifted my legs and ass up so that they rested on the wall above my head with my shoulders and upper back supporting me on the ground. Deciding to try and take it slow to add a little extra torture I began fondling the folds of my pussy, spreading them apart and lightly rubbing my amateur clit in circles. Slipping a finger into my already wet opening while continuing to rub my clit with my thumb I shivered in anticipation. Then I began peeing as I rubbed ass myself. The piss began in spurts as it collided with my hand, dribbling down my body onto my breasts as I relieved the massive pressure in my bladder. Soon I had to move my hand out of the way and spread my pussy lips to allow the torrent of dark golden urine to shoot over my head and onto the other side wall of the cubical in a somewhat loud splatter. The strong sour, musky smell of the golden fluid heightening my arousal as it sprayed across the small room, several large splatters landing on my chest and I even managed to catch a couple drops on my tongue. The taste of my own urine had never bothered me and in fact i had grown to quite like it. Even after holding onto it for so long that it turned to the dark golden color it was now the salty, sour mix set my pussy aflame with new arousal. As the stream began subsiding I began furiously rubbing my pussy blocking the rest of the low stream and forcing it to dribble down onto me as a rubbed harder, slipping several fingers into my now piss lubricated cunt. I could feel a heat rising through me as I fucked myself harder and faster with my hand. Covered in my own piss with the taste of it heavy on my tongue I had never been in a dirtier position and the thought of being Latina in such a public place like this thrilled me to no end. My hands began trembling as my legs wiggled and twitched as my body convulsed in orgasmic bliss, a light gasp escaped my mouth and my body banged against the wall a few times uncontrollably. Taking deep breaths I attempted to regain my composure, as I removed my hand and began rubbing my chest spreading the yellowed piss across by breasts and teasing myself as waves of warm pleasure emanated from my crotch. I began licking off my fingers covered with my piss and juices, savoring the sweet, musky taste of my pussy and the salty, sour taste of the urine. I lay there for what felt like forever but was surely only a few minutes. Standing up on trembling legs I began pulling myself together, using my old clothes to dry myself off I quickly put on the new stolen designer dress. Looking around the room I saw the absolute mess I had made. The mirror I was previously admiring myself in was now covered with drops of golden fluid and a large puddle was seeping from the carpet in the cubical out under the door. Smiling to myself at the thought of one of the poor cashier girls having to clean up the filthy miss I had made. I tied up my hair and prepared to walk out of the store, the ordeal not yet over as I had to leave with the stolen dress. I opened the door and began making my way out of the store, gingerly placing my damp old clothes on a display table. vagina taking his finger and spreading my outer lips down below, in search of . . . Kinda like this one. Do it!” Amy obeys. I was woken by the driver's voice. A thin grey blouse cut low enough to tiptoe the line between barely appropriate and lascivious, showing off the most perfect DD breasts Jordan had seen, amateur combined with a freshly pressed pair of blue jeans that hugged her buxom waist and half-moon shaped booty. I’m thinking that I could offer you both jobs, so you could have an excuse to come over whenever you want to.” Monday afternoon Jim and Lucy went down to the pool, and Keith was already there sipping on a cold beer. I was very naive and innocent for my age. We will have to postpone the payment. 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