Daddy Greg, a man of few words, quietly watches Amber as she bends over to pick up a fallen card, her short skirt riding up to reveal the curve of her ass. He swallows hard, his cock twitching in response. Amber, sensing his gaze, turns to him, a mischievous glint in her eye. She saunters over to him, her hips swaying seductively, and leans in to whisper in his ear, "You like what you see, Daddy?" Greg, unable to resist her any longer, grabs her by the waist, pulling her onto his lap. He grinds his hardness against her, his hands roaming her body, as Amber moans softly, her pussy already wet and ready for him.