"Okay," she said, her grip tightening on my shaft. I felt her suddenly push down on it and pull back up, giving it a long stroke.
"Ah, baby, okay, you can't do that. It makes it harder."
"What did I do?" she asked
"You stroked my cock."
"Oh. I'm sorry. Look, here, I'll let it go." She let it go. "I'll just bring my mouth a little closer. When you're ready, I'll grab it."
She moved her mouth forward. I felt the heat of her breath on my c**k. My c**k involuntarily throbbed, bumping up against her upper lip.
"Daddy!"
"Ah, baby..."
"Where's the peepee?" she said. "Daddy, come on!"
"Okay, okay," I said, taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes. I once again felt her warm breath on my c**k. Her hand was resting on my thigh, waiting to grab my shaft. I tried to calm my body. f**k, I wanted
