I stared at her face, trying not to let my eyes focus on her breasts or her thick thighs pinched together. But then she slowly started to open her knees, her thighs peeling apart, her red swollen pussy gaping.

"You're not serious."

"Can't you just, you know, reach in and get in?"

"I can't do that," I said.

"But, Daddy, please, I need to get free. Can't you just slide a finger in and get it?"

"Slide a finger in your pussy?"

"Yes. Please?"

Her request gave my eyes permission to look at her pussy. It really was red and swollen, her inner labia already parted. Cream, or cum, I...