After a bit of tender thrusting in and out I ask how her pain level is and she insists there is none. Hard to believe, but she insists…And asks ...or more. I oblige happily and start a slow, deeeeep grind into her. With each thrust I pull out just to the point that the inner/lower muscles of her opening cradle the rim of my cock head, then I push back in until I can go no further. A string of her cum sticks to my stomach and I stretch it back and forth with each thrust until I slide two. “Or I could wait for him under thedesk and suck him bone dry when he gets back.” As I checked out the size of the space under the desk for meto hide in, I could feel my cunt growing wetter. Since I wanted to besure to be hidden under the desk when John returned, I slid off thechair onto my hands and knees and crawled into the cramped space. The privacy afforded by the large wooden desk was welcome,since I was able to slip my hand under my skirt and down my stockingsand underwear to. Misao: But, if you tell me about Lord Aoshi, I'd be more than happy to share.Kenshin: That's all right.Misao (taking a bite): I wonder what they're doing right now... (Elsewhere, Sanosuke fells a tree with a punch and another with a kick.)Sanosuke: No. Just destroying nature isn't training. (he plunks himself down.) Think about it. I never did any training besides fighting all the time, so I don't know what to do. On top of that, I definitely should be on the Nakasen Way, but I was in the woods. Of course I comply, I’m good like that.I bend over and allow the water to pour over the back of my head, then I squeeze your cum out of me gradually and you watch closely until it is washed away.We meet in the bedroom.“You’ll always be dirty!” you respond with a smile when I tell you that I’m clean.I climb into bed beside you, my hair damp and straggly. I much prefer the smell of dove soap to that of urine and we embrace each other, the comfort of bed a welcome one after the cold floor.I feel.