Each time I pushed her bowels would tighten and she would moan. The grip of her ass was tremendous on my cock. And the whole time she wore that look...of concern, her eye browse drawn up, lips pouting. She had broken a little sweat, which glistened on her face. Even with that pained look on her face I still heard her murmur under her breath, "Deeper,, Deeper.” I Loved it, this slut wanted her asshole fucked and it felt so good sinking my cock into her asshole. Seeing her face in the mirror,. " We have nothing to do with them. We are few. We are weak." The reply was difficult to read. "Leave we in peace. We would do nothing to anger those who dwell here." They will not be angry at you," he replied gently. "They will be too busy with us to even think of you. Their minds do not easily reach the level that your thoughts are on. Wake those who are held prisoner here, so that we can rescue them. Some day, you will again be able to live in the fresh air of the green forests."The thoughts. Once I learned how, I would masturbate to her picture in my mind.Yeah, I guess that's sick and disgusting, but I couldn't help it. The first few times, I tried to turn my mind to other girls (of which there were few enough, since I went to a small Christian school) but Kizuna kept popping into my mind.Finding ways to be alone long enough to masturbate became a challenge. We still bathed and slept together (my father stopped objecting sometime when she was four). Thankfully, Kizuna was a deep. Her eyes are now closed, she opened her mouth s bit more….Still breathing heavy, I made her lay on the sofa, and I got over her. she was getting hotter.She held my head with both hands while my tongue started playing with her tongue.I can feel it, she is warming up… She was showing her quest…I stuck my tongue out… She sucked it like she is sucking a cock. Meanwhile I got rid off her shawl… and I got hold of her top, slowly raised it, she offered no resistance she raised her hand and let me.