Imagine being Tokiomi and summoning a 10/10 youthful Sumerian Goddess who within a day is crawling up your bed, sticking her ass in the air like a cat in heat so you can see the barest hint of her crack between the parting of her soft white panties and skin between her firm cheeks, hearing her whisper sweet nothings of all the things she wants to do with you. You unbutton your silk pyjama shirt, slide out of your pants, and move the covers aside as she creeps up into your lap and kisses you deeply - her soft pink lips hungrily pressing against your own, your meaty tongue probing her small mouth, her firm breasts pressed against your chest, her **** grinding against your erect cock. She takes your member in one hand and slides her panties aside with the other, and in one swift motion mounts you as your groin explodes in pleasure from the sensation of her divine **** consuming your flesh. You **** like animals. You thrust into her deeply again and again as you bite and suck on every inch of her flesh, eventually throwing her on her back and feeling her arch beneath you as you force up her legs and begin pouding as hard as you can, and then feel her soft thighs wrap around and grip your waist as she pulls you in to the hilt while you both cum so not even one drop of your seed is spilled anywhere but directly into her coaxing, warm womb. As your mana rich semen flows endlessly into the tightest **** you've ever fucked, you look more intently at the blushing, moaning face of this heavenly woman than you ever have before - and a spark of recognition alights within your mind. Her eyes cloud over and are suddenly cleared in a way you've never seen before, and as you begin to puzzle out this familiar feeling within you, as her expression goes slack and slips into wide eyed terror, you realise who she reminds you of just as a single terrified word escapes her lips while you are still balls deep and leaning over her. "Dad?" Realistically speaking how would Rin react to breaking Ishtar's influence only to find herself weak in the knees from orgasming, insides tingly and warm from the massive load of cum freshly poured into her womb, and her own father leaning over her biting her breast and splitting her pussy open without breaking eye contact? It's an awful situation. Just imagining the ear splitting scream she'd let out in horror from what's going on and the rush of confusion and terror Tokiomi would feel is heartbreaking. The feeling of his veiny dick scraping against her insides and the way her **** would slightly widen as he pulled it out, leaving it twitching and leaking his seed, would be a sensation that would haunt her both forever - nevermind the slight way her breath would hitch as her labia softly brushed against his glans (sending a shiver up her spine) and she realised that, yes, the burning in her loins and every delicate touch she was feeling came from her own father. Its horrific. I don't even wish to consider the confused babbling Tokiomi would break into trying to figure out what the **** was going on and how it would do little to console her as she tumbled off the bed and splayed on the floor a sobbing mess, simultaneously trying to cover herself with the sheets and pulling at the strange lingerie she found herself in. My heart aches at the thought of how disgusted and fearful she would feel lying there, cum oozing out of her slightly raw feeling pussy, nipples aching from the foreplay, and eyes stinging from tears. I can't even imagine what she would feel as she fled from the manor into the streets, or what thoughts would be swirling through her head as she mesmerised a hotel clerk into giving her a free room where she'd instantly strip and jump in the shower - desperately trying to cleanse herself of what just happened, furiously scrubbing her crotch and near clawing her father's heavy load out of it as every little drip of cum she felt fall brought fresh tears and horror to her. It's just...unspeakable. Truly, utterly deplorable. You're filth for wishing to think of it.