I walk in soaked — jeans visibly pissed, desperate and dripping after barely escaping trouble for wetting in public again. I peel off my wet jeans, tease you with my plugged ass, then pull aside my soaked panties and show how badly I still need to go. Next, I collapse onto the floor, stripped and trembling, legs high up against the couch — and I start pissing hard… all over my face, hair, and the floor, soaking myself in pure relief. I rub the piss into my skin, squeeze it out of my hair, run my hands through the puddle while moaning, touching my tits and pussy. Then I grab my soaked t-shirt, jeans, and panties — and start wiping the piss-soaked floor with them. I wring my jeans directly over my body, soaking my skin, and my white t- shirt — I squeeze it right onto my head, letting the warm wetness pour down my face and into my hair. I’m completely soaked and filthy — my skin glistens with piss, my face drenched, my hair heavy and dripping. Lying in the mess, I spread my legs and finger my pussy intensely, moaning louder with each thrust. The arousal is overwhelming — and I lose control again, squirting hard into the puddle beneath me, my body shaking from the release.