Under the cloak of darkness, Little Wet Girl's urgent need takes over. She's alone, her panties damp with anticipation. She lifts her skirt, her fingers hooking into the waistband, pulling her panties aside. With a sigh of relief, she lets go, her warm piss streaming out, drenching her panties and the pavement below. She writhes, her pleasure evident as she continues to piss, her pussy pulsing with each wave of her public release.