Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to have a stranger's hands on my body instead of the familiar ones I know so well. The thought of a rough, calloused hand sliding up my thigh and discovering how wet my pussy gets when I'm nervous... it makes me blush just thinking about it. But then I remember how safe I feel with Daddy's touch, how he knows exactly how to make me come undone. Maybe I'm not ready for unfamiliar cocks yet, but the fantasy still makes my nipples hard under my dress.