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“I’ve always liked Brain,” she told him as he leaned his chin on her shoulder. Then he turned his head slightly, brushing his lips against her ear. “He, um, I . . . most people like Pinky the most, I think. But not me.”
“Hmm.” He moved his fingers slowly up and down her thighs. “Just relax, watch your show. You’re being such a good girl for me, aren’t you? Such a good girl for Daddy, sitting here with your legs parted so Daddy can play with you.”
Holy heck.
Was he trying to make her implode?
She swore she was going to come just from his words alone.
How could she concentrate when he was moving his fingers up close to her pussy with each brush up her thighs. A shiver ran through her. But she tried to move her attention back to her show. And when he didn’t go any higher, she managed it for a while. After episode three, there was a break, and she suddenly realized how electrified her skin felt. She was burning from the inside out.
And completely and utterly turned on.
She squirmed on his lap, wishing she could get some friction against her clit. The way she was feeling, it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge, crashing into bliss.
“Do you need to go potty, baby girl?”
Did he seriously just ask her that?
Holy. Heck.
“No, Daddy!”
“You sure? You’re squirming around like you do. Maybe you should try just in case.”
Jeez. Was he for real, right now? Surely he knew why she was squirming around so much.
“I don’t need the potty.”
Now she was saying potty. What was wrong with her?
“All right, then try to stay still.”
Yeah, like that was going to be possible.
Another episode came on. This time, he moved his fingers so close that they brushed the lips of her pussy. She froze. “Daddy!”
“Yes?” He nipped along her neck and she found herself tilting her head to one side.
“You’re . . . you’re touching me there.”
“Where?”
“On my . . . on my . . .”
Another brush of his fingers over her lower lips, and suddenlyPinky and the Brainceased to exist. There was only him.
Her man.
“On your what? Tell me? What am I touching?” He moved one hand to cup her pussy. “You are wet, aren’t you? What is this?”
“My pussy,” she yelled.
Sheesh, she hadn’t meant to say that so loud.
“Who’s pussy?” he said in a low rumble.
“W-what?”
