Bad Daddy (seeing through Grace's older lover's eyes)

Dirty Daddy (Grace’s older lover’s view of their one-night relationship)
 
I met this girl named Grace who worked at a bookstore. She was personable and mature for her age. I couldn’t resist and asked. How could she be sixteen? What an amazing human specimen she was.  
 
“Hi, I’m Grace. How can I help you?”  
 
“I’m looking for a book title for my daughter’s fourteenth birthday, something about vampires and romance that was just published. Can’t remember the author.”  
 
“Sweet, I bet I can help.”
 
She was sharp and quick, found the book and led me to checkout.  
 
“How does this job pay?” I said. “Not so great,” she smiled. “I’ve got to provide for another soon,” she said pointing to a bulge in her stomach.
 
I said, “Congratulations.”
 
“Thanks, but it’s not the best situation. The dad disappeared, whereabouts unknown,” she said with a nervous laugh.  
 
I called the store later and asked to speak to Grace. Once on the phone I said, “I’d like to help you out a bit with your expenses. Tell me what I can do.”  
 
To my surprise she said, “Thanks, I’d love that. Sometimes I give back rubs to help professional men relax. I schedule out of my house since daddy’s never home.”  
 
Can’t believe I’m here, she's so kind and sweet  
Just the sort of girl that daddies like to meet  
My eyes are glued to her breasts, small and bright with light  
Pretty ass so trim and tight! Put together right
 
She touched my skin with her tingling fingers  
Felt like matches striking embers  
 “You’ll need to pull off that shirt for me to do some good.”  
“Sure thing, Grace, if you really think I should.”  
 
As I unbuttoned my shirt standing next to her  
Her eyes looked far away as if all was a blur  
She loosened my belt and I stared in surprise  
Then she pressed her face to me and looked in my eyes  
 
“I’m sorry, I can’t help myself. Can you make love to me?”
She stripped, leaned back to spread her legs, and let me look to see
I kissed her stomach so soft and young and whispered to the child  
I licked her pussy wet then looked at her and smiled
 
That moment when I slipped in her was magic and a trill  
So young and yet so open, was this girl for real?
I looked down to see my cock submerged without a trace  
I pressed again and again in her, locked in our embrace
 
To me, Grace was just lovely flesh available for my taking  
She seemed to think that this was love together we were making  
Then a vision of my own daughter locked in this embrace  
Flashed before me, her body cheapened and disgraced
 
I felt like I’d be coming soon I think she felt it too
“My face,” she said with a quiver. My god, could this be true
She knelt before me in wide-eyed youth
Her tongue so long and smooth
 
From deep within a rush began, I felt it taking hold  
Inside of me was ugliness and the heart of hateful soul  
But electric trimmers washed me pure and fine
That tingling shimmer of light and speed, then blew like a mine
 
I shot my load into her eyes while arching toward the sky
She held her prayerful pose and let my pulses fly
As my final drops flowed out she rubbed me to her brow  
We both fulfilled our lusts tonight and to our demons bowed