I try to close my thighs, but he holds them open, pulling my skirt higher until it’s almost exposing my panties. “H-how?”

His breath saws in and out against my ear. “Just play with it a little. You can do that for Daddy, can’t you?” His middle finger presses to my entrance through the barrier of my emerald-green underwear. “And I’ll play with this sweet little treasure.”

He gently shifts me to his left thigh, so he can unzip his pants, his erection pushing out, thick and ...