Quickie In The Brush (A Trip To Remember Pt.1)
I sneak off to relieve myself and my step-brother follows, with ideas of his own.
I find a spot among the brush, push my cotton panties to my knees, squat, and begin to pee. I sigh, revelling in the relief of urinating after having held it for so long. I should’ve known better than to drink so much during the car ride, knowing full well that my step-mother would insist on setting up the campsite before heading to the common areas. I shift into a more comfortable position, gathering the hem of my sundre...