I could hear her moaning now, getting louder.I slid a finger into her, “Oh.”Pulling that out and then pushing two in, “Yes!”I pushed onto her ...ound as I pushed my fingers deep, before curling them and drawing them down the front of her vagina. I started a steady stroking inside her, feeling the roughness of her G-spot with each pass. The pressure from outside pushing it against my fingers more. As I was doing this I continued with my lips and tongue on her clit, sucking and licking and. She opened the door she was just wearing a salwar top. I was about to turn and go, when she said hey just come in, no need to be ashamed, you are a young boy, don’t act old man. She looked damn sexy and hot in that outfit. Her ass showing from the side cut of the kameez along with glances of her belly. she noticed me staring and laughed and said, hey you get the prize later, first help me. I told okay with a grin. What happened next are one of the best events of my life. She opened her closet. The shrine burning. There was only one way to seal it now.But that didn’t matter because Mitsuko-hime jumped in the way. She screamed out in pain as my energy lashed into her body then through it into her father. Her head snapped back. The alabaster comb holding her perfect piles of silky hair in place, gleamed.“NO!” bellowed the yokai through the Daimyo’s voice.White light burst from my shide. It had gone all wrong. Mitsuko-hime wasn’t possessed. The power surged into her. She screamed out in. My face and neck were licked, rubbed, cuddled and warmed by the bodies of my seven angels. They stuck to me like glue and our romps along the beach, through town, and around the estate were just what my damaged heart needed.Joan called several times over the next few days. We never discussed Deirdre, or Cathay, Sheldon, or my meeting with Jack. Our conversations stayed personal and light. We assured each other of our continued interest and how badly I missed my bed partner. Joan made several.