Youre Dating A Piss Whore?

“Kathy, are you in here?”

Kathy froze for a moment in horror at the sound of her girlfriend’s voice, but a tap on the head from Goddess was all it took to get her back to her cleaning duties. Tongue swiping up and down, licking up any drops of pee.

“She’s in here.” Goddess called out. “She’ll be a few more minutes.”

“She’s… in… there… with you? Open this door.” Daisy sounded angry now. Kathy kept licking, looking up with pleading eyes at Goddess, who just smirked back at her, then reached out and unlocked the stall door.

Kathy’s face turned crimson as Daisy stared at her girlfriend in shock and anger. “KATHY, WTF??”

“Wait, you actually date her?” Goddess let out a peal of laughter. “I’m just using her for toilet paper.”

The laughter only added to Kathy’s humiliation, but Goddess hadn’t given her permission to stop licking. She’s cried out in pain as Daisy grabbed her hair and yanked her head away.

“If you’re going to be a piss licker. I might as well use you too.” Daisy glared at Kathy, her eyes burning with anger. As she spoke, she hitched up her skirt.

Kathy looked at Goddess for help, realizing what was about to happen, but Goddess just laughed louder as Daisy pulled Kathy’s head back and directed a steam of his piss straight into her open mouth.

Kathy gagged and desperately tried to swallow, not wanting any to drip down onto her clothes. Daisy looked down at her, anger replaced by amusement.

“Drink up piss whore…’ll have more for you later.” She said.

Goddess laughed again.