I am aiming the tip of my shaft at the top of Anna's head as I start to release the painful pressure from my bladder. It took several beers for her to tell me the first release of the day is too strong a flavor for her to get any enjoyment, but she will do it if I want. I may go back to that at some point, but I really enjoy seeing her dark hair get completely soaked by my golden stream.
She dutifully keeps her head down to ensure I don't miss a spot and know it is dripping down to her bronze flesh. I am still trying to get the hang of being the dominant man she needs me to be, but I am learning a little more each day. It would help to have access to the internet for research, but liquid courage gives her the ability to tell me what I need to know.
I am starting to drip the last of my golden stream and shake my dick to ensure the last falls onto her head. I move behind her as she waits patiently for permission to relieve herself and place my shaft between her spread legs. She is not the only one that finds the taste of the first release to be on the strong side.
My large shaft is placed firmly between her pink lips as I hold for just a moment to increase the discomfort she is feeling. The dripping I feel coating part of my manhood is not from urine, but from something far better. I love the way her pussy feels when it does this and I take a little more time before allowing her to empty her bladder.
I give it just a few more seconds. "Pee on my dick, Anna."
I feel the dripping replaced by a torrent of yellow and my hard dick twitches at the sensation of the hot liquid. As she releases her golden river, I move my hips back and forth to ensure better coverage of the warmth. She lets out a sigh from the sensation and the emptying of her bladder, as both give her very real reasons to allow the sound to escape her lips.
Once there is nothing left for her to release onto my shaft, I pull back and give a playful swat on her cheek.. She turns towards me, while staying on her hands and knees, and looks up with desire on her wet face. Her hazel eyes look into mine as her tongue starts to clean my shaft with great desire.
Taboos about piss and incest be damned, this is so fucking hot. I don't think I would enjoy seeing any other woman using her tongue to clean her own piss off my shaft as much as seeing Anna. She is unable to fully explore my shaft without losing eye contact, which is something I do not want to happen. I don't consider seeing her look up at me as settling for anything.
I am ready for something else and pull my shaft back from her tongue. Her hands reach for the lube, while mine reach for the black lips. I prefer the feel of her lips against my flesh far more, but her teeth scrape every time I am fully erect. I place the lips against her mouth and she takes it without hesitation.
Her hands start to work my shaft and I sigh as I watch her open mouth. I press my lubricated head into the opening and feel her tongue greet me. Her hands release my shaft as I force myself past the gagging point. It has taken time to get to this point, but the feeling of her throat contracting is well worth the effort.
Timing is important, since she is unable to breath with my manhood buried. I pull back and her tongue pleasures me. She takes several deep breaths and I force myself all the way in. I watch her eyes for the sign she needs air and hold myself just a little longer than she likes. I know she won't be upset with me one bit, since she gets her own pleasure from things like this.
I am very close to reaching that wonderful point as I pull out completely. Her hands free her mouth and her face tilts up to wait. Her hands start to work with mine and I aim at her forehead. I let out several moans as I hold back as long as possible.
I can wait no longer as I release onto her soaked head and watch the white land on her still dripping hair. Another shot lands on her nose and drips down to her chin. More white lands over more piss covered flesh and there is something quite beautiful about the art I am creating.