Guy: What could that ragtag crowd possibly--Katsura: I understand. We'll look out for them.Iizuka: Well, about that assignment.Katsura: Actually, toni...ht, during the Gion Festival, there's to be a secret council held at a certain inn. Mr. Toshiwara and Miyabe are expected to attend.Battousai: You need a bodyguard?Katsura: Well, no. I was wondering if you would join us.Iizuka: That's great! What an honor! Hey, your name could go down in history--Battousai: I decline. It's easier if a Hitokiri. With Chrissie sucking his cock and Marie probing his anus, Terry was getting desperate to fuck. The ladies, realising his agitation, switched places. Chrissie sat on the kitchen worktop, her legs spread wide, revealing her wet pussy. Marie placed the nozzle of the squirting cream in Chrissie slit and pressed hard, until the cream began oozing from between her lips and onto the worktop. Then she placed the nozzle in Chrissie’s mouth, filling her mouth with cream and popping a strawberry between. If you want to do it, fine, but for your reasons, not mine.”“You sound like you don’t want me to,” I commented.He shook his head. “It’s two separate questions. Does it turn me on? Do I like it? Yes! Can I make that decision for another person? No!”Satisfied, I nodded in understanding. “And if I wanted to get a tattoo?” I teased.Jack laughed at that. “That doesn’t do anything for me. Matter of fact, it sort of gets in the way of the scenery.” I giggled and punched him lightly for that.. "Prepare me," he said.Hands shaking she grasped his shorts at his hips and slowly drew them down to the floor. Just past his groin his cock sprang out almost hitting her in the face. She moaned with anticipation and quickly yanked the shorts down as far as they would go. He stepped out of them leaving them on the floor in a pile.Looking her in the eyes he said, "Get on the bed. Prepare yourself for me."Moving past him she spread herself on the bed, legs apart, knees slightly bent. She was.