fat webcam tube There was no toilet in the car.
The situation is rapidly heating up.
A woman in a black suit was clearly in a very difficult position.
Sweat washed off her makeup, her teeth turned red from lipstick.

She was about thirty years old, with auburn shoulder-length hair and beautiful white skin.
The poor thing crossed her legs and tried to stay calm, only sometimes strongly squeezing the hips.
She did this more and more often with increasing urgency, and I saw the look of horror on her face, since she must have understood how it would all end.
It was obvious that she was holding out with the last strength, and the women next to me looked at her with sympathy.
At that moment, the girl sitting on my bench next to the window, saw a man passing by, leaned out of the window, and asked: “Can’t this train be pulled down to the station?” How long do we have to sit here? I did not hear the answer, but when she sat down, she muttered: “Oh God, another half hour!”.

A woman in a black suit heard the news and began to sway in despair, biting her lower lip to blood.
I looked at her crotch just in time, because a small shiny spot appeared at the bottom of the lightning and slowly began to spread along the Slacks.
She immediately put her left hand in the groin and pressed with all her strength as the moisture expanded beyond her crotch.
Before the spot began to spread down her legs, she managed to regain control of herself and only trembled slightly.
The girl next to me could not stand it and said: – Honey, sit down at my place.
The woman in black nodded gratefully and sat up.
I continued to watch her as she continued to swing and fidget desperately on the bench.
The girl who gave up her place also stood with her legs crossed and squeezed her crotch secretly. fat webcam tube
Several other women around me reached the stage of open despair.
I enjoyed every minute, because the expressions on their faces were really worth a thousand words.

The girl sitting directly in front of me, frantically moving her knees and squeezing her hands groin.
She swayed back and forth with her eyes closed and a look of horror on her face.
After one or two minutes, her face twisted into a grimace.
I looked at her crotch and saw how the urine flooded her brown corduroy pants and the bench under it.
The poor thing sobbed with shame and humiliation.
Approximately seventy minutes have passed since the train stopped, and I saw that many women were on the verge of complete disaster.
I got up and walked into the middle of the car.
Passing, I noticed wet spots in the perineum of some women.
The gorgeous blonde woman of nineteen gasped for breath, squeezing the crotch with both hands.
Her eyes were wide open, she sat leaning forward and trying not to write herself out of her last strength.
She was definitely losing the battle, because a wet stain crept out from under her and spread over her beige slacks.

The blonde shook her whole body, but it was too late.
A shiny wet spot spread over the entire back of the slacks, and they stuck to her buttocks.
Suddenly the train jerked forward without warning, and some of the women nearly fell.
One woman in a cream satin dress began to write in full force and could no longer stop.
Most of the passengers were delighted that the train finally got under way, and some even giggled when a voice from the speaker apologized for the delay and the inconvenience caused.
The voice also added that the train will arrive at Salt River station in two minutes.
Part of the passengers headed for the exit.
They were mostly women on the verge of despair, among them was a woman in a black suit, so I decided to join them.
There was a crush in front of the closed doors, as there were plenty of people willing to rush to the toilet as soon as the doors opened.
Everyone squeezed their feet, swayed and jumped.

I noticed that the girl who had given way to a woman in black was desperately twisting and writhing, gasping for breath and trembling all over.
She clearly lost control of herself and began to panic, but still tried to hold out for a while longer.
But soon the hiss caused the women around her to part and everyone saw a wet spot crawling down her legs.
The poor thing turned red because she realized that everyone was watching her and a huge puddle growing in her legs.
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