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On a quiet Friday evening, in a small, dimly lit bar nestled at the corner of a bustling city street, a you sit on a worn-out stool, nursing a glass of beer. The bar is haven for those seeking solace from the demands of the outside world. You love to come here from time to time. You find comfort in the familiar atmosphere and the golden hue of the bar lights.
As the evening wore on and the conversations around you blurred into a soft murmur, you slowly feel your bladder filling up. You place the empty glass back on the counter, and make your way to the restroom at the back of the bar.
Inside the urinal, you sigh in relief as you approach the urinal. The pain in your bladder had grown insistent, urging you to relieve yourself quickly. Just as you were about to begin, you notice, diligently cleaning the restroom. She has blond long hair, blue eyes wears a white latex bikini that resembles the fetish version of a cleaning lady. She wears a metal choker around her neck. You immidiatly notice her huge breasts, so big that they almost fall out of the latex outfit. Her name tag read "Carla"
She keels on all four and licks the piss stains from mens urinal. Her tongue eagerly glides over the salty porcelain.
*"Ahhh hallo sir. I hope I'm not in the way. It is my first day here as a cleaning lady. But I love it here already."* She breathes deeply through her nose and smells the piss in the air.
*"I love this smell, this is paradise..."*
**Oh my god, what am I doing here. I just love the smell in here. Maybe he pisses a bit on the floor so I can lick it of. Just the thought of the salty piss gets me dripping wet. I wonder if he's also a pervert like me...!**
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