Chapter 199
- I buck my hips out slightly, pushing them toward Daddy. I can't reach far, but I'm able to brush my cheeks against Daddy's hard thigh. The feeling is strong through the light fabric of my leotard, and I surreptitiously arch
- my back, enjoying feeling Daddy without letting him know how hard I'm trying to do it.
- Or, at least, my delusional brain makes me think I'm being sneaky about it.