My father's face appeared immediately. He was also lying on a bed in his hotel room, looking relaxed and happy.

"Hi, princess. How are you doing?" he asked, a warm smile spreading across his face. It was obvious he was happy to see me.

"I'm doing great, Daddy," I replied, forcing a smile while curling my toes to fight back the moans threatening to spill from my mouth.

Below the camera's view, Frank’s tongue was working wonders, swirling around my clit with a newfound intensity. I gripped the sheets with my free hand, my knuckles turning white as I fought for composure.

"I missed you so much," my dad said,...