Poor Amber is absolutely bursting for a visit to the bathroom, but she is stuck on the phone to a friend. She holds her crotch and pee dances as she tries to uphold her end of the conversation. Finally bringing the call to a conclusion, Amber makes a dash for the bathroom, but at this inopportune moment someone knocks on the front door. Yielding to good manners and not giving in to her frantic urge to p-e-e, Amber answers the door. Her visitor is lost and asking for directions. While she is explaining the route he needs to take, she starts to dribble p-e-e onto the floor between her legs. No s...

Poor Amber is absolutely bursting for a visit to the bathroom, but she is stuck on the phone to a friend. She holds her crotch and pee dances as she tries to uphold her end of the conversation. Finally bringing the call to a conclusion, Amber makes a dash for the bathroom, but at this inopportune moment someone knocks on the front door. Yielding to good manners and not giving in to her frantic urge to p-e-e, Amber answers the door. Her visitor is lost and asking for directions. While she is explaining the route he needs to take, she starts to dribble p-e-e onto the floor between her legs. No sooner does the visitor depart and Amber closes the door, the rest of her p-e-e gushes out, pouring onto her suade boots as she stands there savoring the enormous relief of peeing at last.