Chapter 79: Kirstie's Christmas, Part 19

Beth shifts uneasily in her seat. Richard murmurs something quiet to her, and she nods, grimacing. Then, "Can you excuse me, please. I'll be back in a minute."

Charlotte pipes up. "Bladder?"

Beth blushes. "Um, yes, actually."

Charlotte sets down her knife and fork. "I'll come with you if you like. Give you a hand. I know what it's like when you're that size and you're trying to manage with your dress and everything."

Beth gives her a grateful smile as Richard stands, sliding her chair out as she heaves herself upright. But Charlotte is struggling herself to get up from her seat and Mitch rises too. "I think you both still need help in that area," she says.

I could do with a comfort break myself, but with Ryan's finger working spirals between my pussy lips, I'm conscious of the dampness under me...

Black dress, not red...

Hmmm...

As the three women exit, Ryan taps me on the shoulder. "Kirstie, why do women go to the toilet in groups?"

I turn an austere expression on him...