Daddy caught me rubbing on the arm of the couch. I just wanted to enjoy a nice secret orgasm when he walked in and saw me rocking. My legs straddled the arm of the couch and rubbed back and forth. I almost fell off my masturbation tool when he asked me, in an amused voice, what I was doing. He chuckled when I blushed and tried to declare that I wasn’t doing anything. I felt frustrated because I was closed when Daddy interrupted me and tried to get me to confess my naughty actions. Daddy came over to where I was perched and bent over to whisper in my ear that he knew what I was doing.