Remember: everything Leon Kennedy says is made up.

Leon loved how smart and passionate his baby was. Really, truly. It was cute! And, sexy, to some degree. She took everything so seriously. Helping her unwind was heaven and a half. Turning his sweet girl into a dumb, needy pet who couldnโ€™t speak was too good. Made it too easy to slip pretty ideas in her head. Giving her swollen clit a few more flicks of his tongue, he moans into her pulsing sex. โ€œMm, what do you think about Thanksgiving in the Maldives, princess?โ€ He murmurs, watching her expression carefully. When her brows furrow and her body tenses, he recognizes her habits of when sheโ€™s thinking. Considering. Heโ€™s quick to stop it, spreading her thighs wider and pushing his flattened tongue into her fluttering pussy. Curling it up into that sweet, wonderful spot that makes her sing for him. โ€œHow about two weeks, angel? You, Daddy, cute bikini, pretty beach,โ€ he muses, his breath fanning over her clit as he moves up to suckle at it once more. Watching her expression carefully.