Я не міг не писяти на журнальний столик

I was feeling my bladder like an inflated balloon and I had to empty myself. I just squeezed my belly and let the golden liquid flow trough my short shorts on the coffee table and then on the parquet. I had a lot in me. While I was contemplating the nice puddle of pee I remembered that my husband is to arrive home so I cleaned quickly and I washed myself taking a shower. PA195