Unseen Urges: The Hidden Pisser

Hidden behind the bathroom stall, Imhotopp's pulse quickens as he hears the door creak open. A woman enters, oblivious to his presence, her heels clicking on the cold tiles. He holds his breath as she approaches, her silhouette framed in the gap. She pauses, then lets out a soft sigh, her stream of urine echoing in the quiet space. Imhotopp's body reacts, his own need growing, as he watches, unseen, the intimate act unfolding before him.

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