"Daddy, when are you going to fuck your little girl?"

Dale's grip tightened on the phone and he glanced fitfully at his office door. Katie's voice purred over the phone and he imagined she was curling herself over her bedsheets. When he said nothing he heard her give a curious growl.

"Daddy, she needs your big cock. God. God, daddy, please come soon."

It was no secret between them. Katie was touching herself across the phone line. He heard the faint ruffle of her rearranging herself, imagined her slender fingers caught between the supple, slightly sweaty, skin of her thighs. She let the faintest of breaths catch in her throat....