She then started to unbutton her top, looking right at me, she pulled it off her, her nipples were sticking out, but then so was mine. She then unzips...her skirt and lets it fall to the ground. She wasn’t wearing panties, her bald pussy was very wet, I could see her juices running down her legs.She then said; “if you want, I could pretend to be your daughter, I can be any age you want, you can call me Marcy, Miss. Gordon, you can do anything you want, but please take off your mask!”I said; “how. She was not a free woman. Antonio ruled herlife. He was not her husband and she would never marry a horriblecruel man like him. Her family gave her to Antonio as part of a rewardfor his loyalty. She was his slave girl. She served him in any way hedesired. She cooked his meals, washed his clothes, cleaned his house,she even slept with him when he told her to. She was his slave. Shewould get her freedom from him in a year. What would she do then?She would get her name back and be free to. No words are spoken just pure love is shown.Her rhythm picks up and she pushes hard on me. I feel her pelvic bone with each thrust. I feel her tensing up; I know it is coming soon. I grab each tit with my hands and pinch her nipples. She slams down on my cock fucking it for all it is worth. She starts to call out as her orgasm hits. I have to cover her mouth with my hand so no one else hears.She is flooding my cock with her juices I feel it running down my balls, there is no holding back now. I. Simon not only took some of her memories which involved utter violence leaving her with the happy memories the ones that humans cherish as Simon striped the demoness of the demon sphere. This meant that the demoness was now human with the memories that would bring her happiness in her remaining life meaning that she wouldn’t need to live with the darkness she did and brought. To keep up the pretence Simon used her own power to create a time bubble around her but he infused that time bubble with.