Sherry was bare and completely helpless. She simply stood, kreschivaya szhimaya legs and hands between the legs, begging me to allow her to go to the toilet. I could see her inflated stomach, stretch the bladder, heavily clatters over the bosom of bone, the upper edge of which was already noticeable at 4-5 centimeters above navel. I asked Sherri to wear blue sports pants. Oh, please! - It stonala - does not compel me to endure longer, it is unbearable! Do what I say - I commanded. It is something how to empower those pants, but moved very tie. Sherry had already drank 3.5 litres of fluid, and I knew that it must be in agony, but did not intend to finish her suffering so quickly.

Now naden white T-shirt. She endowed it without complaint. Okay, now descended the stairs back. She went before me, szhimaya themselves even stronger through clothes. I told her obutsya and said: OK, we briefly go into the street. If you sumeesh curb, I allowed you popisit when we return. Sherry nodded again szhimaya her thighs together, desperately trying to compress her tired muscles urethra. I opened the door, and we took to the street, was nearly three hours ofthe day.

I decided that ten walks would be sufficient. Sherry increasingly tilt forward and compresses the arm between the legs, when none of this has not seen. As we left the house, and she stonala vshlipyvala in agony. We have come to shop, passing a few hundred metres, and I decided that buying something. Sherry wanted to stay outside, so that it could compress a little more through the pockets, but I told her to go with me, so that she should stand straight and pretend that everything is in place, hiding her terrible despair. Hot old amature playing in the wedding. Before us were two people, and I literallyfelt the shake legs Sherry, who nervously shift from one foot to another with legs crossed at nogu.

Ona legs, but could not Sherri people with tougher hands between the legs, so she simply szhala in their fists, trying to keep every drop in zamuchennom her bladder. Our turn came, and while I chose candy, she suddenly vskriknula, and I saw drops on the inside of her thighs. Soon moist strips reached knee and urine zakapala quietly on the floor. She simply could not restrain themselves longer, but buyers did not notice anything at the rear. I paid for the products, when another man entered the shop.

He stood directly behind Sherri and certainly saw vlzhnoe scar on her trousers. I paid for the purchase, and we went to the house. Sherry knew that she was disobedient girl, and I do not authorize it to immediately go to the toilet. Sherri I warned that it must withstand the rest of urine, and if it does not vyterpit even though a drop, I forced her to endure another hour. Sherry nodded, but she knew that her bladder was so severely overcrowded that has not been able to extend, and a couple of minutes her pants again namoknut.Sherri inevitably hampered hard until we come to the porch.

I slowly opened the door, and Sherry literally vbezhala the house, and podprygivaya pritantsovyvaya in the hallway, heavily szhimaya himself between the legs. She was already at the limit of their physical abilities - Sherri bladder could no longer accommodate any more drops of urine, and its sphincter has been unable to compressed. I asked Sherry to go to the bedroom again, and himself went after it. There I again made her undress completely, removing pants and T-shirt, followed by Sherry again stood bare before me. I was sitting on the bed and asked Sherri to come closer, so I was able poschupat crowded her bladder again before it allows it to go to the toilet.

On its face a grimace of pain when I clicked on it a little stomach. She cried and she appeared in front of tears when I press cheek to her stomach and her body began to iron hand until popki terribly vibrate thighs. In the end, I pity my poor girl, and led her to the bathroom. I asked her popisit in a container, which we often used to measure the volume - how much we were able to suffer urinary bladder. Obviously, Sherri was confident that today will improve its previous record - 1350 ml, and I do not doubt it.

I put the container middle of the bathroom, and Sherri prisela immediately above it, and released this fountain to groan: O-protected, so I had to be! She sighed deeply, tilt forward and fired another fountain. Sherry container filled about half, very close to her previous record. Concentrating, it is squeezed from his bladder every drop, sitting on bare squatting over a container approximately five minutes. Then she sighed tired, and I stood up to measure the volume - 1430 ml! But it did not deter a bit before this, and I think that today it stood 1.45 liters. Sherry not stood up to very little liters, and I promised her that in seleduyuschy times (and we very often desire to conclude bet), I forced her to endure as long as possible and does not permit such early to go to the toilet, to stretch her bladder before half the volume of litres!