The Intimate Moments of peeing in diaper

Outside blizzards rage, inside peeing in diaper glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for peeing in diaper,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “peeing in diaper” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “peeing in diaper” against the snow.