." Your camera. The digital one. Where is it?" Not that! We can't..." We can! I want to remember this. Where?"I told her and she left and I couldn't m...ve. We had been at each other the whole night and there had to be an end, but my body was unable to function. Pictures. Oh god, pictures! She was my daughter, but there was so much of Phil in her too. Phil and his pictures... '... Christ babe, she is a little piglet, isn't she. A gorgeous little piggy feeding on mommies' big tities. No, don't. The older female, who stood a little higher at about 5' 5" was very similar to the younger one, was likely of the same clan. Perhaps her mother. Her features were a bit more mature, with a larger chest and a trim and fit figure, albeit one maintained through extensive training. Both women were huddled behind a desk, with the older one cradling her child. Both screamed at the entry of the Hell Knight. The mother pulled a pistol from the floor and started firing wildly. She yelled for her. My finger slips inside you and you jerk at the sudden invasion. I laugh. I'm so wet and excited. Just seeing you this way tied and at my mercy. You start squirming as I thrust my finger in and out of your pretty asshole. You moan. I add a second finger and start thrusting harder and faster. You're moaning and begging and I love the power I have over you. I see the precum slipping out of you and I stop. You jerk at the restraints and glare at me. Remember you are mine and I can do as I please.. “A manga,” the little boy told her, “is a Japanese comic book.”That made sense. The Japanese language would have a word for “comic book,” and this certainly seemed to have that Japanese art look.“This one’s been translated,” the little girl noted. “I’m glad you found it, even if it is falling apart.”Though it took a little while to realize that they should read the manga from back to front, and panels from right to left, thanks to some instruction just inside the cover they did figure that out.