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Kira is at the mall, she finally found a restroom, but it's occupied. She knocks on the door, but nobody opens. Hopping in place, nervously clapping with her flip-flops. Trying to hold it. She knocks again, she can't hold it anymore. Trying with her hand to press her crouch, putting her knees together. Squatting. Nothing helps. She is crying for help, for somebody on the inside to open, but nothing. She is desperate. She can't pee herself in the mall. Screaming on the door. But she can't hold it anymore. She feels warmth around her ties. Oh my god, it's dripping. Her white jeans are wet. He...
Kira is at the mall, she finally found a restroom, but it's occupied. She knocks on the door, but nobody opens. Hopping in place, nervously clapping with her flip-flops. Trying to hold it. She knocks again, she can't hold it anymore. Trying with her hand to press her crouch, putting her knees together. Squatting. Nothing helps. She is crying for help, for somebody on the inside to open, but nothing. She is desperate. She can't pee herself in the mall. Screaming on the door. But she can't hold it anymore. She feels warmth around her ties. Oh my god, it's dripping. Her white jeans are wet. He...
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