She mumbled as her dad leaned in. "Ah, a little convincing? A lot..." She shivered, tilting her face towards his. Parting her lips as he moved his hand to her chin before pulling her bottom lip against her teeth. Rissa pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and leaning her chins on her knees. She looked after her daddy longingly, closing her eyes loosely, just enough to feel the tips of her long thick lashes brushing her skin.