“Thanks, babygirl.”
“I’m just gonna keep my eyes open this time, okay?”
“Okay.”
She moved her mouth closer, opening her lips right in front of my cockhead while her little hand gripped my shaft, her pretty white-painted fingernails wrapped around it. Her eyes were looking up at me. I tried to let loose some piss, but being so hard had closed the pipeline.
“Daddy?” she said after a moment.
“Baby, it’s hard to pee when my cock is so hard.”
“Oh, Daddy, come on. Try. I am so thirsty.”
“I know, I know. Okay, okay. Let me just try to relax”
“Okay,” she said, her grip tightening on my shaft. I felt her suddenly push down on it and pull back up, giving it a long stroke.
“Ah, baby, okay, you can’t do that. It makes it harder.”
“What did I do?” she asked
“You stroked my cock.”
“Oh. I’m sorry. Look, here, I’ll let it go.” She let it go. “I’ll just bring my mouth a little closer. When you’re ready, I’ll grab it.”
She moved her mouth forward. I felt the heat of her breath on my cock. My cock involuntarily throbbed, bumping up against her upper lip.
“Daddy!”
“Ah, baby…”
“Where’s the peepee?” she said. “Daddy, come on!”
“Okay, okay,” I said, taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes. I once again felt her warm breath on my cock. Her hand was resting on my thigh, waiting to grab my shaft. I tried to calm my body. Fuck, I wanted to shove my cock right into her mouth, but I fought the urge, letting my tired bladder have its way, and then finally, piss spurted from my cockhead, dripping into my daughter’s open mouth.
“Oh, gross!!” She recoiled, my piss dripping down her neck. She gagged and turned away.
“Don’t vomit, baby. You’ll lose so much water and energy if you do.”
“It tastes awful, Daddy! It’s so gross.”
“I know, baby, I’m sorry. It’s for survival though. You need it.”
“Yuck.” She came crawling back, looking up at my cock. She roughly grabbed it like it was a dirty bottle of water and squeezed. “Gimme some more.”
She put her tongue under my cockhead, and I forced another blast of piss in her mouth. And once again she gagged and again it dripped out of her mouth and she coughed.
“Baby, come on. You’re wasting it.”
“Daddy, I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Just get used to the taste. It’s pretty much what beer tastes like, and I know you drink with your friends.”
She gave me a glare. “I don’t drink it from my friends’ cocks, and it doesn’t smell like your piss smells, and it actually has a little more flavor than just piss to it.”
“Lick my cockhead,” I ordered her.
“Daddy!” she said.
“Look, there’s piss on the tip of my cock. I want you to taste it and get used to it.”
“Oh. God, this is so wrong, you know?”
“Baby, please, I have to piss so badly, and every time I stop it hurts.”
“Fine.”
She grabbed my cock again, squeezing it angrily, but she brought it to her mouth and licked the tip, her coarse tongue dragging across my sensitive bulb, the small slit spreading as her tongue passed.
“Yucky,” she said.
“Ready for more?”
“Yes.”
She opened her mouth and I moved my cockhead right into it, which made her gasp and pull back.
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