Lauren made a mess...

Dennis looked at Lauren with wide eyes, stupefied. A withering glare from her sent his gaze down to his lap, where his straining erection barely even made a tent in his baggy jeans. There was a damp patch of denim on his thigh, and Dennis felt like he might faint when he pieced together that it was from Lauren's pussy juice. "Lauren, you got my jeans wet."

Charlotte had to stop herself from cackling. This was too good! "Lauren! You told me you didn't need a diaper! Now you've ruined Dennis's pants!"

"I don't need a diaper!" Lauren squealed. How could this be real? And how could she still be so horny? She felt like she was living in a nightmare.

Charlotte, however, was living the dream. Not only was she breaking down her most hated rival, now she was getting a bonus opportunity to humiliate Dennis. She didn't mind him too much, but she'd love to teach the creep a lesson for constantly staring at her boobs!