"Alright, my beautiful ladies," Jan appeared at the end of the line,"come with me and I'll make you even more beautiful. Ed, get yoursuit coat on and ...'ll make it look like it was tailored at Armani.Let's go, people!"In minutes, Rose and John were in their bras and panties in Jan'sstudio. John was going to wear the same white dress with navy-bluelace that he'd worn to dinner two days earlier. Rose, following Jan'sadvice, planned to wear a less formal dress than she usually wore -something. It’s time to sleep)She was pretty tired, though.Amy: (Sleep well Daddy. And don’t worry, I’ll find ways to take real good care of you when you need me to.)It was morning. Amy woke up first.Amy: (Dad is still sleepy. I should get up and make him some breakfast. I’m sure he’s going to love that.)She got up and cooked breakfast for me.Amy: (Ok. Breakfast is ready. I should wake him up.) Dad. Dad, wake up! Breakfast is ready. (He’s sleeping like a baby.)I was in a deep sleep. Amy was again lost in. Fresh sweat always seemed to have that effect on both of us. He was extra excited, and that always made me hot. He fucked me missionary style, then rolled over and pulled me on top and continued to thrust into me. I ground my clit into him, and he reached down placing his thumb right on my clit. It was great, and I ground into it, moving faster and faster, feeling his cock thrashing inside me as I pushed against his thumb. I felt his cock begin to spasm again, and I kept rocking against his. He pushed on my back and I bent over, bracing a hand against the wall as his hands grasped at my ass, giving it a playful slap before again sliding the swollen tip of his hard-on between my pussy lips and slamming back in.Again I screamed out, wondering if any passing stranger might come to investigate and be met with the sight of me bent over with my lover holding onto my hips and ramming into me.We quicklyfound a perfect rhythm, me pushing back onto his pole as he powered into me, my greedy.