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Her ears perked up as he exhaled and shifted in his seat, shaking her off his leg so he could spread them out further. Sitting on her knees she crouched over and tugged the edge of his shorts with her teeth very carefully - trying to get a signal from him, but her attempts were in vain.
Her frown turned into a pout as he adjusted the crotch of his gym shorts which were at her eye-level. His fingers tapped away without missing a beat and so she took to kissing the inside of his thigh.
His cock lay dormant just a few inches from her face now, and she just couldn't resist nuzzling her face against it.
His strong thighs pressed against either side of her head - making a snug fit as her nose moved in gentle circles against his balls through the thin fabric.
The girl sat at her Daddy's feet under his desk as he worked away tirelessly.
He had been working for several hours straight, and the girl knew with his workaholic tendencies he was just getting started.
She sighed as his fingers continued to tap away at the keyboard, but she knew he had an important job and was proud of his commitment.
At least his job allowed him to work from the comfort of his home where she could keep him company.
Her lips lingered over the supple skin for a few moments before proceeding to plant several little wet kisses up his leg, each one an inch higher than before.
Her fingertips delicately pushed his shorts up to his hip so she could reach the inner most parts of his leg with her smooth lips.
Opening her mouth she exhaled hot, moist air over his crotch and smiled to herself as she saw it twitch and grow slightly.