"He walks around behind me and my shoulders instantly tense, my arms fighting with my brain not to cover my breasts from his sight. I keep them clampe... to my sides. I want to run and hide, but at the same time my feet are glued to the luxurious carpet beneath them. "Breathe, my darling." His hands slip over my waist and pull me gently backward into his firm form, his lips once more connecting with my throat. I feel my nipples harden to stiff, sensitive peaks in the cool air of the room, and. It hurts a lot just getting hit, so that must really hurt.(He thinks this over.)Soujirou: I'll just have to give it back. I couldn't be a great swordsman like Mr. Shishio. I'm weak, but I'll get by.Father (from the house): SOUJIROU!Soujirou: What could he want, it's the middle of the night... I'll hide it under the porch for now, and give it back to Mr. Shishio in the morning.(He walks over to the house, to find the family waiting for him. The father carries a shovel, the older brother, his. ”“Give me your tongue again. Mmmmmm.”“Your mouth, your ears, your throat. Mmm.”“Tickles! I like your kisses there, but when you do, I can’t feel your body against mine.”“Not while we’re standing. Want to lie down?”“Now, I can feel more of you.”“And I can kiss more of you. Mmm.”“Yeah. Suck my nipple.”“Mmmmmm. As my lady wishes. Or did you mean this one? Mmmm.”“I liked both. You’re weird, but you’re sweet.”“And you’re just sweet. Those are sweet, and I’ll have another. Mmm. This is sweet. Furry,. There was one other couple there already, holding a large booth for us near one of the big screen TVs. I told her that we were expecting one other couple and so to keep room, Lisa slid first onto the empty bench seat, then Tom. As they were getting settled, the other couple walked up, so I suggested that we slide in next to Tom and Lisa. The booth was a bit snug for her bulk, but only served to enhance the view of her fabulous cleavage. She squeezed in next to Tom, her breasts almost hanging.