He starts pissing on her head

Through her haze of ecstasy, Izzy suddenly felt a patch of warmth growing on her head. It sprouted just above her forehead, in her hair, then spread. It bloomed over her scalp and down above her eyes. It… trickled… following the curve of her brow, her temples, along different paths. It kept going, drawing a path of heat across her cheeks; past her nose…

The smell hit her, and in the next moment she knew what was happening. She pulled back in surprise. Sure enough, a stream of gold was drizzling leisurely from her daddy's cockhead, a finger pressed against his urethra from below, slowing the flow to prolong it. He clearly intended to make the experience of using his nymphomaniac daughter as a urinal last as long as possible, and Izzy certainly wasn’t complaining. She whimpered with arousal at the sight of that warm pee slowly streaming from his pisshole.

Her daddy reached out and gripped her head at that point, preventing her from pulling back any farther (though she wouldn’t have wanted to). At the moment his lazy gurgle of deep yellow was spattering down onto her tiny tits, soaking through her top and making her nipples poke out. She realized how wasteful this was, and quickly lunged back in, pressing her face against the leaking cockhead so that it was pouring its pungent gold against her cheek, running against her nose and down across her lips. She shuddered deeply, overwhelmed with delight.

Her daddy chuckled, then rumbled, “Good girl…”

Izzy's cunt fountained at his praise, spattering down her thighs with femcum. Her head went dizzy, and a broken moan came from her lips—a moan of "Daddddyyyy!!!"

With her mouth open, the slow trickle of piss rolled over her lips and dripped onto her tongue, and her eyes widened at her first taste of a man’s piss. Izzy’s orgasm redoubled, not even petering off before a fresh and overwhelming wave of pleasure slammed into her, her brain processing the fact that the salty, bitter taste she was experiencing was her own daddy’s nasty yellow piss!

She moaned pathetically, swallowing down every little drop of urine that trickled into her mouth. The smell of it, the taste of it, the feel of it running over her lips and tongue… it was pure heaven! Still shuddering her way through an orgasm more intense than she could have dreamed of, she slowly pulled her way up, rubbing her face along Hugh’s dick, and bringing her closer to his wonderful piss-drizzling urethra.

Right as her nose was passing his piss-hole, he suddenly let his finger go, and the full **** of his bladder blasted right into her nostril. Izzy sputtered instantly, and started to recoil on instinct, but her daddy held her head firm. A wave of pee blew right into her nose, burning from heat and acidity as it went, and struck her throat from above. The poor teenager’s eyes rolled back in her head as her entire world became overwhelmed by the scent and sensation of hot, manly piss.