“Yes, Daddy,” I say as I toss my blankets aside.
Daddy takes my hand and leads me downstairs to his screening room.
He’s in nothing but a pair of pajama pants and he’s already so hard that I can see his d**k peeking out of the hole in the crotch.
“So far, we’re always doing it in front of a screen,” I say.
“I do not care where we do it, princess, as long as I get to be inside you. Now take off your nightie.”
I pull my nightgown over my head and toss it off to the side before shoving my panties down until they pool on the floor.
I don’t wait for further instruction. I know this will be a little bit of a reenactment of our first time in the movie theater.
I lie down on the sofa so that I can watch as Daddy pushes his own pants off his hips. His c**k springs free.
I lick my lips at
