Daddy's got huge hands. So he managed to get both my wrists together. And then with a vice-like grip, he held both my arms down with a single hand.
Shit, he was strong!
Then with his free hand he started to reach down, down into my cutoff shorts. Aw, fuck, I let out a sigh. Just having his hand down there. Fuck, I couldn't help it.
He looked at me real careful after that sigh.
Still, his hand crept in. I'd put that ticket right up against my pussy. And, man, when he reached for it, I felt his strong, powerful fingers right up against my pussy.
I moaned. Oh, boy, did I moan!
You should have seen Daddy's face then. Looking at me. Such a grin as you wouldn't believe crossed his face.
He kept his hand over my pussy for a moment longer than he needed to. Then he pulled his ticket out of my cutoffs. He looked at it carefully.
Then he looked down at me.
"You got pussy juices all over my ticket," he said.
"I did?" I said.
"You sure did." He said.
And he showed me. He was right. That winning ticket was now kind of soggy.
"Smell that," he said.
And he put it right under my nose.
"Smell's like pussy juices alright," I said.
"How would you know?" He said.
I rolled my eyes at that.
Daddy carefully put the ticket on my bedside table. But he didn't let me go. Nope. He just kept holding me.
"Now what are we going to do."
I tried to sound mean, but I think I just whimpered.
"Get off me, you beast," I said.
Yeah, I sounded pathetic at that point. I was totally melting. Goddamit did I want Daddy to fuck me! That's what I wanted.
"Well, how do I know you don't have nothing else of mine. You know, hidden away?" He said, real sly-like.
"You mean like in my pussy," I said as sarcastically as I could.
"Could be?" he said.
"I ain't got nothing of yours." I said.
"Seeing as I'm your Daddy now, I don't quite see it that way." He said.
I gulped.
"What are you talking about?" I said.