Twisting her neck back, your daughter flashed a smile full of innocence and continued to wrap your arm around her like a errant duvet. Clearly your little princess had no idea of the terrible conundrum you were facing down below and was just trying to enjoy movie night with her father. She had even pulled your hand to one of her breasts, so safe and unaware must she feel toward your dirty, unsuitable thoughts. So you had no choice. You just had to try and relax. Get through the last half of the movie without thinking of the burning shaft trapped between you, or the squidgy lump of her right...