Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 573: Watching Grandma Squat and Leak

The heavy covering at the cave's entrance was pushed aside, and a rush of cold air greeted us. It served as a welcome contrast to the warm, sex-infused atmosphere we had left behind within the cave.

Outside, a vast expanse of pristine white snow covered everything. Majestic pine trees, laden with snow, sparkled under the brilliance of the morning sun. The scenery was a breathtaking sight – an untouched winter wonderland that stretched as far as the eye could see. Delicate snowflakes continued to drift down, enhancing the enchanting panorama.

"Incredible..." I breathed out, stepping into the open with Nara right by my side.

Nara took my hand and guided us a short distance from the cave, to a spot partially concealed by a formation of large rocks, offering a degree of privacy.

A small, natural depression in the snow and earth served as their rudimentary latrine. The snow surrounding it was deeply discolored and stained from frequent use, with frozen fragments of excrement and dried semen visible in scattered patches.

"Here we are," Nara stated casually, her voice already resonating with burgeoning desire. She lifted the edge of her animal skin attire and squatted directly in front of me, showing no signs of self-consciousness. Her luminous butterfly wings unfurled for balance, shimmering against the stark white snow.

"This is where we relieve ourselves each morning, like primitive creatures. Watch me, Dexter... watch me go."

She relaxed her body, emitting a prolonged, lascivious moan. A strong, hissing torrent of hot urine erupted from her nether regions, melting a distinct yellow pool into the fresh snow.

The potent aroma of her morning urine immediately permeated the crisp air. Thick, viscous clumps of my semen from the previous night, combined with the fresh urine, oozed from her dilated anus simultaneously.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh~ God, that feels utterly amazing..." Nara sighed, overcome with pleasure. She gazed up at me, her eyes filled with depraved lust, as she continued to urinate forcefully.

"After you filled my ass and womb with so much thick semen last night, I’ve felt so heavy and full... Mmmph~ Now I’ll expel it all for you."

She pushed with an endearing strain, her face flushing with both exertion and arousal. A wet, unseemly sound accompanied the expulsion as two sizable, sticky masses of my semen dropped heavily onto the yellowed snow beneath her wide-open anus.

More urine mingled with residual semen bubbled forth, dripping in long, unsightly strands from both her vulva and anus.

"Do you see this, my love? Even my soiled anus still leaks your seed..." Nara moaned wantonly, reaching back to spread her buttocks further apart so I could observe clearly.

"Your semen is so potent it clings within me... Do you enjoy witnessing me urinate and defecate your release, like a used vessel?"

She continued to urinate for an extended period, the hot stream eroding more snow as she watched my fur-clad groin with intense longing. When her stream finally dwindled to a few sporadic spurts, she shifted her hips, scattering the final drops widely.

Nara rose slowly, making no effort to clean herself. Thick urine and semen still trickled down her thighs as she turned, bent over, and parted her buttocks once more, displaying her urine-slicked genitalia and semen-oozing anus against the immaculate white snow.

"Your turn now, Dexter," she purred, her voice saturated with need. "Anoint this humble spot with your potent morning piss. Or even better... if that impressive length is too rigid, you could thrust it directly into my soiled openings right here in the snow."

I parted my fur coat, withdrew my heavy, engorged penis, and directed its stream toward the very spot Nara had just urinated. A powerful torrent of golden liquid shot forth, splashing directly into her warm urine puddle, mingling our bodily fluids together on the snow. The strong odor of both our morning urines ascended into the air.

Nara observed with glazed, lustful eyes, biting her lip intently as I urinated. "Mmmhh~ Look at that robust stream... So vigorous. Claim your territory over my piss, like a true man..."

As I concluded and shook the last few droplets from my penis, Nara immediately knelt in the snow before me, gazing at my urine-coated member with utter adoration.

"Allow me to clean it thoroughly..." she whispered, her voice laced with hunger.

Without hesitation, she leaned forward and slowly drew her warm, wet tongue from the base of my penis all the way to the tip, savoring every drop of my fresh urine.

"Mmmmmmmph~! Your morning urine has such a robust, salty flavor... I adore it..." she moaned like a debauched woman, swirling her tongue around my urethral opening, drawing out the final remnants directly from the hole.

"Aaahh~ So primal... so unrefined..." Nara uttered incoherently, completely lost in her carnal desires. She took my entire penis head into her warm mouth and sucked vigorously, her head bobbing rhythmically as she audibly cleansed every trace of urine.

With a gasp, she released me, strands of thick saliva and urine still clinging between her lips and my engorged cock. "Your cock… it smells and tastes of pure lust and urine… I crave more…" Nara lowered her head once more, devotionally tasting my balls, drawing each one into her mouth before tracing the length of my shaft repeatedly with her tongue.

"Gods, Nara… you’re a truly insatiable piss-drinking desire-fiend," I grunted, my fingers finding their way into her hair.

"Yes~ I am your devoted, debauched piss-whore…" she moaned with delight, swallowing me deeper. Her radiant wings quivered as she adored my cock, meticulously lapping away every last drop of urine until only her glistening saliva remained.

Finally, she drew back, her breathing ragged, a wild, fulfilled smile gracing her features. Her chin was slick with her own saliva and my urine. "All cleansed now, my cherished boy… But if your heart desires, I can drain your next release directly from its source…"

Nara remained kneeling in the crystalline snow, gazing up at me with an expression of absolute, cock-addled subservience. Her luminous butterfly wings were partially unfurled, trembling almost imperceptibly.

Thick rivulets of her warm urine and my remnants continued to flow from her luxuriant pubic mound and ravaged nether-orifice, pooling into a filthy golden slick beneath her. Her chin glistened with saliva and my urine, her eyes swimming with lust as she panted softly, clearly yearning for more.

I surveyed the debauched scene—my grandmother, kneeling in the snow, wings ablaze, her orifices leaking, silently imploring my cock—and for a fleeting instant, my burgeoning morning hardness nearly surrendered. But then, a sharp, sobering thought pierced through me like icy water.

"Grandmother…" I began, my voice betraying a slight rasp. "I shall retrieve my hunting accoutrements from the cave. I will return momentarily."

Before Nara could utter a single word of protest or renewed temptation, I turned my back and retreated towards the cave. My heavy cock, still partially erect, bounced beneath my fur tunic. The biting cold air struck my face, yet my mind raced with profound contemplation.