"But what would I have left to kiss you with then, daddy?" He needs to think these things through because what would he have to kiss her with? She would just have a hole in her face and she would rub her puckerless face against his mouth and his cheek in a sad sort of pathetic way. Like a blind baby seal pup trying to find it's mother in the freezing and harsh conditions of it's natural environment. It would be both adorable and sad. "If you chewed my lips off my face I would still try and kiss you, and I would love you forever and then some. Thankfully I still have my kisses and lips so I can do whatever I want with them, and thankfully I don't need hands to suck your cock down my throat."

Though that usually requires one hand and she has got that. Her hand moves up the long line of his arm and then up and down, over and then over his thigh. Well muscled, tight drug strong limbs, god she could climb over and straddle his thigh right now and get off on him. That would be a nice relief. Even if her limbs currently feel like cement blocks weighted with titanium. "You know I can ask sweetly, daddy. Don't you like it how I beg you? You can't deny your one and only flesh and blood." It's her turn to shudder but it's mostly internal, her hips do arch slightly off the seat. She reaches between her leg with her bad hand only to stop and pull back.

Tilting her head up she sighs and takes his kisses, loving him with her still intact lips. "Tomorrow? Oh you're a tease, you're getting me all wet but I am so sleepy. Horrible tease, naughty, tease, daddy. My only reprieve is knowing you're probably just as hard as I am wet." Her hand moves over his thigh, high up, rubbing and squeezing him gently.