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I’m standing in front of a locked door, bursting to pee. My bladder is full to the brim, and I can’t stop moving — I cross my legs, bounce, squeeze myself, desperate for relief. Then it happens: I start pissing uncontrollably right into my tight jeans. The wet patch grows fast, spreading between my legs and soaking my ass — and you get a full view from both sides. But that’s just the beginning. I pull down my soaked jeans and keep pissing through my grey Calvin Klein panties, the stream gushing through the fabric, running down my legs. I’m still not done. I take off my panties and continue to piss hard, all over my jeans and underwear below me. The relief is endless. Then the real fun begins — I rub my wet pussy with my dripping panties, teasing myself until I need more. My fingers slide inside, I fuck myself right there in the mess I’ve made, and finally, I explode in a squirt that soaks everything even more. At the end, I pull my panties and jeans back on and show off just how wet and filthy I’ve gotten.