He switched on the TV and started watching some songs. All the music videos were hot and raunchy. Priya started sweeping the floor and she was stunned...to see the music videos. She stole glances at Hari and his cock.This routine continued for a few days . Hari started looking at Priya and found her interesting. She seemed to be in her early 30s , was plump and dark. But she had a nice curvy figure and big breasts and ass. Hari wanted to caress them . Hari started fantasizing about Priya. His. I then spotted him to the side in a shop door way now playing a game of peek a boo, every time I looked his way he just smiled. I started walking along the street taking in the sounds and sights of street performers and I stopped to watch one. I saw Mr Staring Man approach the entertainer have a word with him and gave him some money. The performer started playing the song ‘ What is Love’ and another man started dancing in the style of Bez from The Happy Mondays. As the song finished Mr Staring. A moment later several lit up as she stood stock still, finally turning to me she said, “I now have control of all the surveillance equipment. I will know if anyone or thing approaches our position, though I believe we must hurry. It appears that time is something that we do not have much of at the moment.”Nodding I watched as she cleared off a table. Then with blinding speed she started to bend, break, and shape with heat several pieces of metal. She soon had more than a dozen instruments. So I just stood there, watching her pant, feeling her pussy twitch around my cock, wanting to just start fucking her again. Each time I was ready to pull out, and began to move, she’d twitch and moan. I smiled to myself and thought “Still got it, ya old dog.” I lifted her legs up, and started to pull out, when she said “Daddy?”I stopped, “Yes, honey?”“Can we do that again?”I didn’t know what to say. I knew that what I’d done was incredibly wrong, and that I’d probably scarred her for life, but.