There’s room, but not a ton of room. Pornhub right there…” she moans, rolling her hips against my hand as I try desperately to stay in control. Now hurry up, before you miss the bus! Daddy, you’re so cute when you’re all flustered!” That description doesn’t really fit me. She stops and turns her head as if to speak, but just sighs and then continues walking. At the very least, she dresses conservatively—a rock-band t-shirt and regular blue jeans that aren’t as tight as most of the girls wear these days mean that I don’t have to worry about calls from her school about violating the dress code. “I didn’t say that! “Daaaaddyyyyyyyyy,” she calls, putting her backpack down wherever as she walks to the study. By the look she’s giving




















