Honey's thighs tremble as she clenches, trying to keep the flood at bay. Roxy, beside her, pants, "I'm gonna burst!" They writhe, hips bucking, as they fight the inevitable. Honey's eyes widen, her mouth opening in a silent 'O' as she loses control, her jeans turning dark at the crotch. Roxy follows suit, moaning softly as they both surrender to their bodily needs, the scent of urine filling the air.