Masturbate

"Ooh," dad began to moan, "Ooh I-- I am going to fuck and-- fuck you so hard baby-- no! I am going to discipline you -- I'll spank and whipp-- fuck, no, you are going to be grounded."

He regained control again. The struggle was interesting to see.

"Don't you know that this is wrong? I shouldn't be taking my clothes off in front of you... I certainly shouldn't be stripping and acting like a woman... you have to stop this inappropriate behavior."

"You're the one masturbating like a girl," I said, snapping my fingers.

At that his hands went down between his legs and started rubbing his cock. He gave out a girly moan.

I snapped my fingers again. Now masturbate like a girl with a dick."

That was even easier. He grabbed his own shaft and started pumping away. He continued to moan, though he bit down on his lips now between each breath.

"Do you see what daddy plays with every night, when you're asleep?" he said. His other hand came up to grab his chest, which he squeezed like it was a woman's breast. He kicked his right leg over the sink.

"I spread my legs, baby," he said, "and touch myself all night long," he said. "Do you like hearing daddy moan?"

Then he regained control again.