Streams of Desire

Streams of Desire

The sun barely peeks through the curtains when he awakens, his bladder full, his cock hard. He pads to the bathroom, the house silent around him. Turning on the faucet, he lets the water run, then unzips, aiming his cock at the sink. The first warm drops hit the porcelain, and he groans, his grip firm, his strokes sure. The piss flows, the sink fills, and he leans into the sensation, his body tensing, his breath ragged, until he's spent, his cock dripping, his heart pounding.

Title:Morning piss
Duration:0:53
Published:6/8/2026
Views:639
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