You got such a tight little ass!" He grabbed my breasts and started moaning, pushing himself in deeper and deeper into my throbbing ass hole again whi...e I rubbed my clit. He stopped for a while and just teased my ass with the head of his penis. I started whimpering… " it hurts, it hurts," because my ass was getting sore so he pulled out and lubricated my ass again. We went to lay on the bed and I looked up at the mirror. I tried to brace myself as he kept rubbing my ass hole, filling it with. My previous howls of protest had turned into sighs and moans. He straddles my chest, lay his still erect between my breasts. He takes he hands and pushes my breasts together and starts sliding back and forth. "Look at me Mother, while I do this." In my exhaustion, my protest was merely a whimper, "Marcus, respect Mother, don't do this, this is so dirty.." "Then say 'Red' and we're through, but I knew from the start you don't want this to end. He continued thrusting between my breasts, he. "Here Derrick could see Zan reliving the last moments he saw his wing mate. "I see you had no choice if you were to save her prime Lucie. Continue please," Derrick's terse voice stated.Zan nodded as fresh tears started, "She kissed me goodbye. It... it was the hardest thing I have ever done Sire. I was so thrilled to have her with me again, only to be completely helpless to aid her. If you wish for my termination Sire, I will understand."Derrick's knuckles were white having gripped the arm of. . Small. He couldn't have been much taller than five feet and he had darker hair, mostly brown, but with blonde in it too and I didn't know if he dyed it like that, or if his hair just couldn't decide what it was supposed to be. He looked kinda scruffy, like he was in a rush or something, you know? Maybe he woke up late and didn't have time to comb his hair or shave or anything. He had kind of a beard, but not really. Just a long growth of hair on his jaw and upper lip. Probably he trimmed it.