I’m in my bedroom and I’ve needed to go for a while. I’m busting now. I’m wearing a striped top, tight grey jeans and my sexy little feet are bare. I’ve been holding it for a long time and I feel like I’m ready to burst. My bladder is swollen, and there’s an ache in my tummy, but the pain feels good. I pace the room to make it last longer but it explodes out of me before I have chance to take off my jeans. It runs right through the denim and onto the wooden floor as I’m standing up. But it’s not stopping, so I pull down my jeans and white knickers and just keep going. By the time I’m finished, I feel spent, and loll around in the puddle I’ve made. I’m not in a hurry to move!