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A beautiful African teenage girl wearing an overalls, holding pee the full bladder at afternoon and this is not a gas station but it’s gone and it’s been doing it for the last few hours and it was just the way to go to the bathroom

A Beautiful African Teenage Princess Girl holding pee urge and barefoot holding the dress wetting she cried like a girl dress up on her pissing control

A beautiful African girl not holding peeing on the floor but it looks like upset while she cried so she didn’t want to go to the bathroom but she was just saying to cry

An African adolescent girl who make a dress while her peeing herself to cry in her eyes, face and hair. When she getting wetting she will have to go to the bathroom again in this afternoon

A SEQUEL TO 'MAKE IT UP TO ME' PART 1 Richard eyed Sean as he groaned and squirmed on the seat. His belly was bloated and his crotch looked packed. "You okay?" asked Richard hopefully. "No, have to pee,' Sean admitted and slowly rocked back and forth with his hands gripping the edge of the seat. "How bad is it?" "Very bad," said Sean truthfully. "I'm could really do with a good piss." "It hasn't been much since you went last," Richard checked his watch and wondered aloud. "That was two hours before getting stuck in this wretched gridlock. And have you forgotten? You just pumped my bladder with diuretics." Sean gritted his teeth angrily. "Oh yeah," Richard chuckled. "Fuck you," Sean hissed. Richard chuckled more. "Seriously, fuck you, Richard." Sean clamped his legs shut and bobbed them up and down. His bladder was so full that it felt like his stomach too had filled with urine. Richard swallowed and eyed his crotch. It was super tight and bulged. Is he erect, he wondered. Before he knew it, his hand had wandered onto Sean's thigh and made his way to the tent in his pants. Sean shot a glare as Richard's hand squeezed his penis. "You're hard," he whispered. "Not really," said Sean. "You are," Richard insisted, "that's because you are desperate to pee." Sean gently brought his legs shut as Richard kneaded his erection. He let a long, quiet puff. "Does that feel good?" Richard asked quietly. "Hmm," Sean mumbled and pursed his lips. "Is it helping you hold it in? Or do you feel like taking an urgent piss?" "Got to piss," Sean hissed, "so badly..." "We'll be out of here soon," said Richard as he continued to knead Sean's penis, "just imagine the relief when you finally get to the toilet home. You can just unzip and empty your bladder like there's no tomorrow." Sean hissed and puffed, his urge to urinate pressing hard on his bladder. "I have to go now! Let go." Sean took over his penis and kneaded faster from the base to the tip. "People are watching, Sean," Richard warned in a low whisper. At that, he stopped, still not letting go off his desperate urinary organ. He so badly wanted to urinate. The pressure was unbearable. "Why aren't we moving?" he groaned as he checked out the traffic. "Desperate to get to the loo?" asked Richard, smirking. "I would have peed thrice by now," Sean admitted and clutched his aching penis with both hands. "Don't worry, we'll be home soon," Richard encouraged. "We better be," said Sean, "I can't wait to pee."