These naughty massages are suppose to be fairly simple, a little bit of light touching then it’s time to roll over and play. It’s not suppose to last super long, so when I had to pee a little before the booking, I thought I’d be okay! I was trying to hurry through the process but my client was enjoying the massage too much, particularly wanting me sat on top of him. Why did he have to want the position that kept my legs apart?! Of course I started leaking a little, That’s HIS fault. Thank god it was time to start undressing by the time I’d wet my outfit considerably, and Thank GOD he was face down so he didn’t notice the small dribbles of piss that were soaking into his shirt. Ahh. I could feel myself getting to the point where I knew I was in trouble, I kept trying to convince him to roll over so we could proceed and get this over with but he wouldn’t! I went to reach for some oil and that was it, The shift in my muscles made my bladder relax and there was nothing I could do as warm piss started flowing from my pussy, turning into a hissy powerful jet aimed all over this poor man. Could’ve been worse I suppose, he could’ve been laying on his back. . .
