At least sucking on his cock had the additional benefit of Daddy leaving my tail alone and sliding his fingers down to contact my pussy. I was soaked before I changed into lingerie, but feeling his fingers brush against my clit shot fireworks through my brain. Not enough to make me cum, but suddenly my brain turned to sludge. Daddy's cock was suddenly the only important thing in the world.

We went like that for, I dunno....minutes? Hours. Me sucking and licking. Daddy sliding his fingers around my clit. But neither one of us let the other get too close to cumming. The problem is that Daddy has much better...