September 20th, 2008 - No Comments
Panty wetting and desperation
“Only a little while longer, hopefully there will be a layby”, I thought to myself driving home - the pressure in my bladder was getting to bursting point. I leaned back in the drivers seat trying to take the pressure off, but it was no good. I pulled into my drive and leapt out my car, grabbing the crotch of my tight jeans with my left hand, trying to keep the wee in. Nearly at the front door, with every step making it hurt more, I felt warmth spread between my legs. The golden shower gushed everywhere, leaking down my legs into my thigh high leather boots. For videos of panty wetting click here.
