Unleashing the Tide in Scarlet

She stands, a vision in crimson, the fabric clinging to her curves. A mischievous glint in her eye, she parts her legs, the cool air tickling her bare thighs. With a slow, deliberate motion, she allows the stream to flow, the warm sensation spreading, dampening the dress, creating a dark patch that betrays her secret.

• dress
• pee

• pissing