Being a stay at home comic book illustrator I set my own hours and was not accustomed to waking myself at dawn’s first light. For these few hours of...musical tranquility it was worth it. I had discovered the music by accident actually. I sometimes stay up late to keep the terrible monster that is known only by “Work” at bay and on one such morning I discovered the sound. I may come off as a bit obsessed, but to truly understand you must know the beauty of the song. Alas, this is quite impossible. He slipped out of her and twisted her over. Lisa went to her knees very aware of this position. She pulled a pillow under her hips as her dady pushed his cock back inside her pussy. She squealed again as he slammed his belly against her ass. She pressed her face into the bed and screamed as he began fucking the hell out of her!His hips were slamming hard into her, his cock swelling inside his little girl. Lisa lifted her head to encourage herdaddy: "Oh yes daddy! FUck me, fuck your. Must be the morning wood I thought and tried to hide it but then the maid turned towards me and noticed my efforts. She just gave a small smile and said, “You might want to get up and freshen up. I will make you some coffee. You love mocha?” and she left the room. When she left I got up and went to the washroom to freshen up. While I was in there totally naked, she knocked on the door and said, “Coffee is ready.”It just so happened, that the door was a bit ajar, so her knocking pushed the door. We left. Laura stripped naked and got into the hot bubble bath. Soon her eyes were closed and she thought of my cock, the way it looked in the kitchen, on the sofa, how hard it was, how she noticed how hard it was on the bike today also...she thought about it against her ass cheeks...she thought about my crude comments and how it felt with her wet pussy pressed against me and her hard nipples pressed against me...she thought about the vibrations of the bike and my comments about making her.