James reached around and slapped his daughter's bottom again. The taut muscle jiggled in a very satisfying way, but James couldn't get much purchase in this position. He thought about moving, but for all his 'anger' he couldn't bear disconnecting from his daughter. Instead, he reached up again and slapped Alexis' tit.

"Oh!" she cried, reflexively reaching up to protect her boob. Almost as quickly, she let her arm drop.

"That's for calling me James," James said, "Now what's my name?"

"Daddy," Alexis said. Her eyes really did start to well with tears. James leaned forward and took Alexis' tit into his mouth. Right as he felt her body relax,...