He failed to find his voice when she ran her soft little hands over his chest or thigh. It was inappropriate, but it wasn't like she was pinching his n*****s or squeezing his d**k. Likewise, he never said anything about the way she shifted her bottom in his lap when she gave him those goodnight kisses. She wasn't grinding her p***y against him or giving him a lap dance, after all.
He just felt guilty that he was getting completely hard when his daughter kissed him goodnight, and he knew her hot little panty-clad p***y had been pressed right against his shaft on more than one occasion. On each of those occasions, though, she didn't seem to notice.
Of course, she noticed. It sent shivers of arousal shooting through her every time she felt that wonderful daddy-c**k hardening beneath her. Wh
