Constipated Piss Slut Begs Daddy
Daddy I am so fucking wet just thinking about you filming this. I am on my back in the bedroom, pussy completely soaked and aching. I could not hold it. I am lying in the inflatable pool you bought for your filthy little whore, my legs spread wide, and I just let go. A hot, gushing stream of my piss sprayed straight onto the thin fabric sheet, pooling around my ass and thighs until I was sitting in a warm, golden puddle of my own making. The sound was obscene, that hissing, splashing noise that makes my clit throb.
I rubbed my pissy pussy as I tried to push out more for you, bearing down hard, desperate to give you everything. I wanted to be your perfect toilet slave, to push out a thick, warm brown surprise right into my piss puddle. I grunted and strained, my asshole pulsing, my belly cramping with the effort. But nothing came, Daddy. I was so fucking constipated, my hole just winked and clenched around nothing. I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't deliver for you. I shoved two pissy fingers deep into my tight ass, trying to feel for it, trying to coax something out, but all I could do was whimper and finger fuck my dirty shithole while my piss cooled around me. Daddy. I don't like when my body betrays me like this.
The bedroom smells of me, Daddy. My wetness, my piss, my total devotion to you. I'm still dripping, my pussy is aching and empty. I hope you're hard from filming this. I hope you grab me by my long blonde hair and shove my face right back into my mess before you use every single one of my holes. Please punish me for being so backed up. Please fuck my constipated asshole until I finally let go of my shit all over your cock.
Am I still your good little piss slut, Daddy? Please tell me I'm yours. Please tell me to taste it again. My dirty fingers are back on my clit, and I'm wanting to cum so hard I can barely see. Please, Daddy, please own this mess. Own me.
