I was in London’s Trafalgar Square on New Year’s Eve, and I was on the lookout for any potential sightings. I saw this lovely slim lady, who had short blonde hair, and was wearing a fake white fur coat covering a white shirt, a knee-length black skirt with leather boots. she was carrying a bottle of champagne.
While she drank from the bottle, I saw that she started to grab herself through her crotch. She had done the usual desperation, pee dances, curtsy, etc. She then started to walk through the crowds towards Charing Cross Road, and I discreetly followed her.
She was still grabbing herself, but more tightly now. My penis got hard over the prospect of a young lady on the verge of wetting herself. She tried frantically to find somewhere to relieve herself, and I was trying to keep up with her.
However, my prayers were answered when she went to this metal fence outside an office building, and started to lean on it, still grabbing herself. Then I saw a wet puddle form from under her legs…. she was wetting herself. It must’ve been gushing out of her for over a minute…. that made me miss the Big Ben bongs!