Why, this is her room.

"Because this is my room silly," she smiles as if it's the most natural answer in the world. You manage to pull your eyes away from her, but you can see this is still definately Mr Williams' bedroom. "Well, it doesn't belong to me." Lily answers your confusion. "It belongs to Daddy, everything in this house belongs to Daddy." She squeezes your breast as she says that, her grip is much weaker than her Father's but stimulating none the less. "I got back from the gym, had a shower, and when I came in here to have a nap... there you are... all warm... and cuddly..."

It's clearly not cuddling that's on her mind. She's still squeezing your breast and coiles and bends herself to suck a nipple into her mouth, licking and nibbling at it as her tight ass thrusts in the air. If there was a chance to performa and display herself, Lily took it.

"Y-You sleep here... w-with your D-D-AHddy?"

"Sometimes I don't get much sleep," she giggles like a beautiful melody. She slides up your body pressing close and kissing along the way. "Mmmm... Daddy needed a good girl who loved him after mummy died. And I'm the girl who loves Daddy the most."

She reaches your neck and the kisses sting as she moves in a ring, no matter how gentle she is.

"Oh, he's bruised you quite badly." Lily smiles, drawing her tongue along the dark line on your skin. "Did you like it when he hurt you?" She leans closer on her next question, whispering it in your ear as if you're little girls sharing secret crushes. "Do you love my Daddy?"