I always had to eat my cum from her or lick it off her. Sometimes it was from her pussy, sometimes from her tits or face and finally when I got to fuc... her arse, I would eat my semen from her tight puckered hole. Occasionally she would swallow when the passion got too much and she forgot herself but more often than not, as soon as I had cum inside her or over her, she would simply fall back on the bed. “Clean me up,”she would order. And I was always very willing. It was a few months later when. A bird sitting outside, singing sweetly on the sill. To her left Kiyone could see the unmistakable curves of Mihoshi's body under her blankets. All about seemed normal. Except... "What the hell is going on here?"She clearly remembered coming into the house, being astonished seeing the Jurian knight Azaka, then feeling a brief stab of pain from the back of her head. Now she was here! Pulling aside her covers Kiyone stood up, Almost immediately realizing something was definitely rotten in Okayama. I was just moving my hand down to pull her shirt up when her phone rang. “Shit.” She said. I let go of her and moved so she could get her phone out of her pocket. “Hello?” She answered. She listened for a moment then sighed. “Yeah I’ll be there in a few minutes. Bye.” She said then hung up. “That was Kim, she’s drunk and I have to go get her. Why she’s at a party on a Wednesday is beyond me.” She said. “Damn this is going to take the rest of the night.” She added looking longingly at. I did have some little experience to guide my observations...The fantasies of Shirley and me were a needed distraction as my life entered a quiet, somewhat boring phase. With the Cutler thing settled, other departments dismantled that conspiracy. I was left out and not in on anything, briefed on progress, nor consulted about it in any way while lots of people were put behind bars.Russia had diminished in importance, and Putin was so busy attempting to hold onto power that he did not have time.