You aim it at the bowl

You simply can't believe the weight of her cock, the sheer size of the thing. Obediently, you aim the throbbing half hard length at the bowl, making sure the tip is facing the porcelain. You're unsure if you're doing a good job, half the reason being because you're on the floor, and the other half being because you've simply never held a dick of this size. However, one of Jessica's hands takes a break from texting, coming down to gently pet you on the head, pulling you towards her thigh softly. "Such a good pup...." With that, the torrential flow started, Jessica visibly relaxing as the stream of piss shot from her cock.

You could swear that there was some recoil to the massive pole, with Jessica letting out a sigh of relief. All the while, her fingers tousled your hair, as if she was resting on you. There was something about this that felt..... okay? Jessica wasn't being so much of a bitch, as long as you did what she wanted. The stream of piss was near constant, some of the splashback hitting you in the face like mist. "Pup, you know, I might have you do this for me more often, it's nice being able to text with free hands....." She was fondling your ears now, and the stream slowly subsided.

Staring at her cock dumbly, you heard her click her tongue in disapproval. "Seems like you still need some help though. Come on, shake off those last few drops....."