The car
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Ashthewolf
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I was sitting in the car, in traffic. I only had my Victoria’s Secret thong on. I had no idea where my pants were and I really needed to pee. I had an empty bottle beside me. I figured I might as well try. “Fuck” I whispered. I opened the bottle and looked at it. “I never be able to make that”. I put it back and waited. I couldn’t hold it anymore. “Oh fuck it” I said, pulled off my panties and spread my legs. I watched as a dripple of pee began, then as it got stronger and landed on the seat. It rolled back and hit my ass. The stream grew stronger still and lifted off the seat, landing on the floor. It slowly slowed down and filled the seat again. Now I just needed something to soak it up with I had nothing but my shirt and panties. “Shit” I sighed.
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