I’m out and about in a very picturesque English village. I’m wearing a pink jumper, a tight fitting pair of light blue jeans, and on my cute little feet I have on my white pumps. As I stand next to an iconic red English post box, I hold the camera nice and low, to give very cheeky up close views of my slim midriff and my peachy bum. The whole thing has a voyeuristic feel, which is actually quite ironic, because the spot where I’m standing is overlooked by numerous houses, and anybody might well be watching me as I flaunt myself ;) My bladder is full to the brim due to all the tea I had ear...

I’m out and about in a very picturesque English village. I’m wearing a pink jumper, a tight fitting pair of light blue jeans, and on my cute little feet I have on my white pumps. As I stand next to an iconic red English post box, I hold the camera nice and low, to give very cheeky up close views of my slim midriff and my peachy bum. The whole thing has a voyeuristic feel, which is actually quite ironic, because the spot where I’m standing is overlooked by numerous houses, and anybody might well be watching me as I flaunt myself ;) My bladder is full to the brim due to all the tea I had earlier, but I have absolutely no idea where I’m going to empty it. After all, I’m in the middle of the village, and nowhere near a bathroom. Beside me is a wooden bench, and I quickly realise that I don’t have a choice...it’s going to have to be right here! It’s a good job I’m in such a cheeky mood ;) I sit down, spread my feet apart, and place the camera on the ground to give a lovely upwards facing view :) I can’t wait any longer, so I open the floodgates, and a strong jet burst out through my jeans and cascades loudly to the ground. The crotch of my jeans is soaked through in seconds, and my release is so powerful that the loud noise it makes as it hits the concrete can even be heard over the sound of the passing traffic! A huge puddle is forming by my feet, which always pleases me immensely :) When I’m finally finished, I stand up and show off my drenched bum, loving the way that the saturated denim is clinging to my skin. Did anybody looking through a window see me? I don’t know, but I do know that the next person to sit down on the bench will get a very wet bum of their own ;)