"Are you gonna be a good girl and let Daddy play with your tits?" I pinch firmly to compensate for the extra layers of fabric.
"Oh... Yes, Daddy," she whimpers as I flick my thumbs back and forth across her nipples.
"Does that feel good?" I ask. Kenzie nods, eyes closed. "Use your words, baby."
"It does," she whispers, like she's sharing a secret. "It feels so good, Daddy."
"How 'bout we get these clothes off so Daddy can see how pretty your tits are? Arms up, baby girl."