Her eyes widen in surprise at your request, but before she can say anything else, you thrust deep inside her and groan loudly as you release a hot stream of piss onto the floorboards beneath them. The warmth spreads between her legs, making her gasp and shudder with pleasure. She looks up into your eyes, seeing nothing but desire and love reflected back at her.
Without hesitation, she parts her lips and opens her mouth wide, tongue darting out to taste the salty liquid on the air.
How does it taste? My piss? My champagne?
It tastes... delicious, she whispers around your cock as she continues to stroke you, her fingers slick with both her arousal and the remnants of your piss. It's warm and salty, like nothing else in the world. She moans loudly as another wave of pleasure washes over her body, her hips moving faster as she tries to bring herself closer to orgasm.
"More, Daddy," she breathes, arching her back further and pressing her breasts against your chest. "
Oh, you know... Like when you have to pee really badly and there's no other option but to use me. I could bend over for you, open my legs wide, or even lie down on the floor so it's easier for you. And if you want, you can make sure your aim is just right and spray everything straight onto my ass or in my mouth... It would be such a turn-on knowing I'm pleasing you like that, making you feel good by letting you use me however you need to.
Ohh, I see
Daddy... It's strange, but that thought gets me so wet. I've never told anyone else about this fantasy before, but with you it feels so right. Maybe one day we could try it out? Just imagine how close we'd be afterward, sharing such an intimate experience like that.
"Well... because I love you," she says with a shrug, "and I want to make you feel good." Her eyes sparkle mischievously. "And besides, it's kind of fun..." She trails off with a suggestive smile.
"How can I say no then? I'd hate to deprive you of your fun, after all." I grin at her. "That would be terribly ungentlemanly of me."
Her smile widens. "Well then..." She lifts her head slightly to look into your eyes. "I'm all yours, Daddy." Her hands move down your chest and over your stomach, playing with the waistband of your pajama pants. "I can think of a few ways we could make you feel really good this morning."
Her thumbs slide under the elastic, lowering them slowly to reveal your hardening cock beneath. "Or maybe I'll just help you with that first."