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Eventually, he had to stop and rest, unable to complete his workout. The fact that it was so challenging meant that he was doing something right. He assumed the lotus position on the floor and began meditating to regain his strength. Now that he was no longer moving, the crushing force of the magical restraints eased, while still keeping his mana suppressed. Curious, he decided to practice his spiritual sense training. The Harajin had a method of invisibility known as Bakudan, in which they would slow the flow of their mana, near to the point of a complete halt, and that stillness would allow them to blend in with their environment, as if reality itself had overlooked them. It also helped hone one’s awareness of the ethereal.

“How is for a bit later,” I giggled, leaning in to kiss her cheek, playfully licking up a bit of my mess. “When is now. And when is Saturday, when you were still at Grandpa's. Apparently getting it like I just got it from Daddy, you naughty little girl!”“You told her?” she gasped as she turned to look at Daddy.

I put the flat of my tongue on her clit and let Carol grind back and forth on my tongue. That did it. “Oh Geez! Jim! Yeah! Yeah!” I twisted her nipples hard as she came in my mouth again. “Ooooh! Fuck! Oh my… Shit…” Her body broke out in goosebumps again as her orgasm pulsed through her body. “Good one…wow. Can’t believe you are a rookie cunt licker.”