My contraband copy of Mooney’s ‘Myths, Legends, and Sacred Formulas of the Cherokees’ from behind the dresser. Oh shit. Cell phone charger. I ya...ked the plug out of the wall behind my bed and stuffed the wadded cord into the sack. I stole out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house, carefully locking the door behind me and tossing the key into the shrubbery. The longer it took for them to notice I was gone the better. I jogged off down the street, checking my phone for the time. 2:35. "Maybe you ought to take your record-player into the living room," he suggested. "This is a kind of messy job and I wouldn't want to splash you." You can splash me anytime, Taka," she said. "Watching you work in that outfit shows me how graceful you are." She looked at him coyly as she watched his torso straining as he cleaned the upper-half of the window. Like most Japanese, Taka was not very tall, but he was very compact and brawny. His skin was the color of yellow gold and beads of sweat. Morgan was the one who finally spoke up."You need to go," he said. "I guess we can head over to Ueno Park and visit the museums. It might also be nice to see the cherry blossoms during the day." Fewer drunks will be around hopefully," Beatrice said."Can we also head over to Harajuku?" Jessica asked."Oh, please no," Kathy said. "The Victorian and Steampunk outfits are bad enough, but Gothic Lolita?" What?" Jason asked."There are people who dress up in Victorian inspired clothing and stand. It felt like he might split me in half. But my rock hard cock wouldn't let me stop him. He got it half way in and pulled back to the head, I thought that he was going to pull out and reposition but to my surprise one big thrust gave me all of his massive cock. My head was spinning and my ass was burning and my cock felt ready to explode.He keep thrusting more and more. My head was reeling and I had to brace myself as he keep thrusting, nearly pushing me over. Suddenly he pulled out and told me.