I turned off the water and helped her out. Her eyes were on my cock again, but once I got her wrapped in a towel, I started to soften. I wrapped myself in a towel too to hide my shame. She seemed to come to her senses once it was out of sight.

"Daddy, I need to brush," she said. "My mouth tastes like cum and cock."

"Oh, yes, of course. I may as well too."

We both stood at the sink and brushed our teeth. I kept one hand on her lower back, gently holding her waist in case she fell.

"You're looking a little steadier," I said, rinsing...