I am sitting on the toilet having just emptied my bladder. He is standing close in front of me. His cock is at face height. I slide it's softness into my mouth and begin to feel his arousal almost instantly. I purr and gag and then I start to feel a gentle trickle of urine come onto my tongue. Sweet water.. I scrunch up my nose and let him fill my mouth with piss before I swallow. I keep gulping again and again but he does not stop and I can't breath. I'm sucking air through my nose and choking now. I scratch his thigh frantically trying to get him to stem the flow. I need to breath. Please! I gasp and open my mouth.
He pisses all over my face and breasts.
He soaks my slip of a dress. I dip my tongue and lips into the flow, as urine trickles down onto my open thighs. He pauses "Finish it". I put his cock back in my mouth and suck out the last gulps and drops breathing heavily. His urine dries against me quickly and I start to itch. My make up is smeared and I'm gasping and used and happy. I place the cup of my dress into my mouth and suck his piss out of the fibres of the material. I take a deep snort of the smell in the air and rub my feet into the pool of damp human warmth on the floor. I moan softly and look at him with lolled eyes, covered in his debris. Redundant fluid he no longer needs, becomes stagnant on my skin. I am a urinal, a receptacle, a very lucky girl.
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