"Well, leaving breakfast aside, I still need you to let go of my hand so that I can give my finger a lick." He looked at the hand that was still being held against his will.
"Why do you need to lick your finger, Daddy?" She asked the question; she had been wanting to know the answer for a while.
"Of course it's too lubricate my finger so that it goes into your butt more smoothly." He said, which made her realise what he was trying to do, and she also agreed with his actions, as it just made sense to use lubrication when you try to fit something big into something that's relatively smaller.
