"Daddy appears to be in one of his 'moods'."
Both hands
had now moved up to either breast, he was now deeply massaging his daughter's sizeable t**s. His thumbs moved up and down, his fingers roughly caressing them. it was apparent that Victoria wasn't wearing a bra under her dress, a fact that would have raised suspicions if Lucas had known earlier.
"Mood?" Lucas questioned, still unsure about why this was happening and why Victoria wasn't trying to stop it.
"Daddy, please," Victoria whined, turning back to her father. What initially looked like a pathetic attempt to climb out of his lap, was now unmistakably clear to just be Victoria grinding her ass back into her Father's lap, she looked like she was doing it subconsciously. "We have guests..."
Her Father responded by kissing her ne
