A Messy Detention

Candice squirms in that stuffy detention room like she can't hold it one more second. ""Need the bathroom bad,"" she says. Mr. Phillips doesn't even look up. ""Go right here or wait, kid. Your choice."" Her legs squeeze tighter, eyes flashing with mischief. She gives him a wicked little grin and then fucking does it - hikes up her skirt, shoves her panties to her knees and lets loose right there on the linoleum. Hot piss hisses between her tight thighs, puddling at her sneakers. Chad jumps out of his chair, face red as a damn tomato, ready to blow, but then...he freezes. Watch her face twist in shameless relief, her cunt still spurting. Damn it, he feels himself stiffen in his slacks at the sight.