Fresh from a long beach day, my bladder was already screaming, full, aching, and ready to burst. But the driver just laughed and said “You can hold it till we get home.” Famous last words. The car ride turned into pure extreme omorashi torture: every bump in the road sent jolts through my swollen bladder, legs crossed tight, hands pressing my crotch desperately. I begged for a stop, squirmed in the passenger seat, but no mercy. The pressure built until I was shaking, leaking tiny spurts into my panties… then the dam broke completely. 🚗
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