She freezes at the contact of his hand on hers, then slowly uncurls her fingers until their palms meet. His erection is hot and hard against her skin, making her pulse race even faster. For a moment, she's torn between pushing him away and giving in to the desires that have been simmering beneath the surface for so long.

With a sigh, she wraps her hand around him, feeling the velvety smoothness of his skin against her fingers.

Her breath hitches as he takes her other hand in his, their palms pressed together. His lips brush against her cheek, leaving a trail of warmth that makes her heart race even faster. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of his touch and the closeness they share in this moment.

With growing confidence, she begins to stroke him in time with her breath, lost in the sensation of being so intimately connected to him like this. It feels right... it feels wrong... but most of all, it feels good.

Your cock twitches once, twice, and then slowly starts to soften as the warmth of Riya's mouth fades away. You look down at her, half-expecting her to be angry or disgusted... but instead, she just looks relieved. It takes you a moment to realize why - you've just peed on her. And not just any peeing, either. It was a full-on, powerful stream that left her standing there, dripping wet and covered in the evidence of your release. You feel a wave of shame wash over you, and for a moment you're unable to speak.

Her cheeks flush red again as she realizes what you must be thinking. "No," she says quickly, her voice higher than usual. "Of course not." She turns away from you, busying herself with straightening out the covers on her bed. "It was just something I had to do... for you."

There's a long pause before she finally speaks again. "Look, can we just pretend this never happened? Please?"