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  1. These lovely Japanese women love giving blow jobs, so much that they leak into their panties, sometimes rather extensively! https://www5.javmost.com/HUNTA-555/ It's more than just lady juices, some of them (most/all) are clearly faked or pee, but it's super adorable! I love the idea of leaving a little puddle under my after giving a good blow job 🙂
  2. Version 1.0.0

    Having fun by the pool but when you gotta go, you gotta go. From our post, we had a request for swimsuits and we want to deliver the scenes you want to see. Any more requests, just let us know!

    $5.00

  3. LucyVersion2.0

    Monday Night Piss

    Version 1.0.0

    864 downloads

    Just a short clip of my wetting during playtime with a friend, after he's already wet himself, and me. I'm drenched before the clip even starts, so it's hard to see my accident, and we were watching wrestling, of course, so it's a little loud (Sami vs. Seth). Still a cute clip, cute pee dancing from me, and I wring out my wet shirt on my friend afterwards.

    Free

  4. Charlie Kirby

    female Round 2 - Indoors

    The other day I left my first post talking about my first ever wetting. I'm quite shy and that was the first time I have ever told anyone about what I do in my private life. I'd just like to thank everyone who left nice replies on the post, it was so nice to know that some of you out there enjoy the same things I do. Lying in bed last night with my sheet slightly damp from arousal, I was thinking about the post. I decided that I shall now try to recount all of the major steps in my love of pee and share them as truthfully and chronologically as possible with you. The day after my first wetting in the forest, I was sitting a Maths exam. Thankfully, I am quite natural at maths, and so the lack of revision didn't matter too much. Being quite capable of the questions, I managed to finish the paper 15 minutes short of the exam time, which meant I had to sit there for 15 minutes (a long time to a student) as my classmates worked through their papers. My mind quickly drifted back to the day before and those strong feelings that were sent up my spine as I let go. I looked down at my dress, the same one that I was wearing at the time. It was washed and dried but I couldn't help allowing my mind to flash back to how it looked in the woods the day before. I smiled as some of those feelings flooded back. Then my mind leapt to a new thought. When would it happen next? Where would it happen? Could it be planned? Before answering those questioned, I reached for the complementary bottle of water we got given in exams. Sipping through the bottle, it dawned on me that it was Wednesday, our last day of term. After today, I was home alone for one whole day before my parent's flight touched down on the Friday evening. My mind was quickly made up - I'd not go to the loo any more today, and tomorrow I'll do something in the house. The idea of wetting in the house bought a whole new level of naughtiness. It was a big house, spread across two levels and mostly open plan. My bedroom was downstairs, along with the guest room, living space and kitchen. The living space was particularly big. Everywhere was carpeted, so any spillages would be obvious, and there was no way I could get rid of them before my parents were back on the Friday. The added pressure made me feel even more excited about what I would do. I decided it would take place on the sofa in the living area. There I could station myself with the TV and with my laptop. It was a big space with a light echo. Opposite the sofa was a coffee table then another sofa looking in. My plan was to take a few towels and roll them up into a sausage and place them on one sofa. Then I'd position my self on the opposite sofa and just as I was bursting I would run around the coffee table to the towels, then I'd pull them in-between my legs so they could absorb everything, leaving no trace on the carpet or sofas. I woke up Thursday morning already really eager to get started. There was a light urge to pee from the night before. I didn't want to waste time getting properly dressed, so I just slipped into some lightly colored leggings and quite a tight fitting v-neck black vest. I took every glass from the kitchen and filled them with water, then placed them in a line on the table in between the sofas. Then I went my bathroom and took both the towels. I loosely rolled them and placed them on the sofa furthest from the table, then took my laptop, phone and TV remote and assumed my position on the other sofa. Reclining the sofa as far as it would go, I laid back ready for the long day ahead. About three hours later, nothing much had happened. I was at the stage were my need for the loo had only just started getting uncomfortable. I had my laptop on my lap and was watching a TV season online. I'd drunk about two pints, which is a lot for someone who hardly drunk. It was around mid-day, and I was quite hungry. Thinking of lunch, I got up to head to the fridge and then the pressure on my bladder suddenly increased. It was that feeling where if you were out you would be considering what hedges had the best privacy. Never the less, I continued to the fridge gambling the I'd make it back in time. When I got there, suddenly I couldn't face the thought of eating. My nerves and excitement were forming that butterfly feeling in my stomach, plus the thought of added pressure down there was not an option. Swiftly, I started to move back to the sofa, having to stop once on the way to catch my breath and hold in the pee. I crossed my legs for a moment while the feeling passed, then aroused, decided to sit back on the sofa with my laptop. I'd try one more episode of the TV season. So I sat back down and opened my laptop. This time I daren't put rest it back on my stomach. Instead I placed it next to me, then hit play and lent back. I spent the next ten minutes tossing and turning through different positions, trying to find a way of lessening the pressure on my bladder. I was finding it hard to concentrate on the programme, and I was just starting to consider stopping it when I got another almightily urge. I grabbed hold of myself through the leggings, and was about to jump up when I decided to hold back just a bit longer. My breathing got quicker and quicker, taking short shallow breaths. But it felt so good. The same buzz as I got in the forest shot up my spine again. I was alive with pure pleasure. Then the urge began to subside again. I relaxed, overjoyed. Then looked up at the glasses of water. Smiling, I reached out for one, moving slowly and gently so I didn't disturb my bladder. I downed another half glass. A few minutes of fidgeting passed as another wave of urges began to fill my body. I was sitting now, with my legs stretched over the reclined sofa. Then my phone rang. Disaster! I contemplated not answering, but quickly realised it might be important. So I hit the green button and held it to my ear. As a faint voice answered the phone I lost concentration for just a moment. But a moment was enough. I felt a short burst escape. I grabbed myself and gripped harder than I had before. I could feel the small damp patch left by the burst. It felt so good but so scary at the same time! Quickly, I hung up the phone and through it away, stumbling to get up. But the recliner jammed! The urge was unbearable now! I gave the recliner another shove with my legs and felt another jet escape, shooting through my leggings and squirting into the palm of my hand. The towels seemed miles away now. I crossed my legs hard and rolled my body over the jammed recliner. As I did I felt a warm trickle leaking down my thigh. I pressed my other hand firmly into my crotch and tightened my crossed legs even more. Frozen to the spot, I breathed quicker and quicker, looking hopelessly at the towels so far away. In a leap of faith, I jumped forward. Yet another jet burst through my tight leggings. More leaking pee rand down to my knees. I reached out and just managed to grab the sausage of towels, uncrossing my legs and ramming the towels in just in time! My hold gave way and that unmistakable hiss started. It filt unbelievably good. The inside of my thighs felt wetter and wetter. As the rush of hot pee hit the towel, it seemed to jump back up, shooting up my bottom and soaking into my leggings. The pressure bursting onto the towel was spraying out, hitting my legs and feeling amazing. The stream lasted for ages. Every second that passed, the towels grew heavier an heavier and pale yellow patches started appearing on their whiteness, glistening in the light. The pee that dripped through the towels ran down my legs, soaking into the leggings on their way down. The flow gradually ended. Once again I was left in silent awe, stood shaking in excitement looking at what I had just done. Slowly I moved the towel away, revealing a massive wet patch in my thighs that stretched all the way round and back up over the curves of my bottom. I was relieved, aroused, excited and proud all at the same time. I'd never been happier. Imagine what I'd have thought if I knew what was coming later in life...
  5. View File Swimsuit Wetting Outside at Pool Having fun by the pool but when you gotta go, you gotta go. From our post, we had a request for swimsuits and we want to deliver the scenes you want to see. Any more requests, just let us know! Submitter YukiTana Submitted 06/26/2017 Category Public wetting Clothing  
  6. LucyVersion2.0

    female Monday Night Piss

    Monday Night Piss View File Just a short clip of my wetting during playtime with a friend, after he's already wet himself, and me. I'm drenched before the clip even starts, so it's hard to see my accident, and we were watching wrestling, of course, so it's a little loud (Sami vs. Seth). Still a cute clip, cute pee dancing from me, and I wring out my wet shirt on my friend afterwards. Submitter naughty_lucy420 Submitted 08/22/2016 Category Pants Wetting