You bottom out and we both moan in pleasure. You pull back and slowly enter me again and again. You start picking up speed and our moans increase in v...lume. All of a sudden, you pull out and flip me over. You bend me over and leave me with my ass in the air, and my pussy open and inviting. You take a moment to gaze at my ass appreciatively before running the tip of your cock over my clit. The friction between us makes me jump and I groan, reveling in the feeling. You slide your cock back into. By blood, Taeko was half-Japanese, her ancestry on that side coming from farming stock in the old Shinshu region. She knew enough from her own research of her birth mother to have reasonable certainty that she was descended from one of the poor who’d been recruited to be what the Japanese film industry might portray as kunoichi, trained in a school set up for the purpose sometime not long before 1573 AD. The school had been begun it was said, by Mochizuki Chiyome, a noblewoman whose existence. There were six tables squeezed into the constricted space. There was only just barely room to walk between the tables they added and the booths along each wall.Tommy was already doing business in his corner booth. He looked up when we came in. I saw him check the time to make certain we weren't late. His expression didn't change but I imagine he was disappointed that we were on time.We made our way through the crowded room, getting groped all the way. Apparently our fans remembered us.When we. Already I notice there a small pool of liquid building up on the rubber sheeting that we use for floor covering, now is the right moment for me, slowly I push the heel all the way into your vagina, until the sole stop it going any further and I just move it back and forth while the sole keeps pushing against your clitoris, you start to whimper again, I whisper into your ear “ Are you enjoying yourself Slave, “ and you replied softly “Yes Master” and I'm still holding your shoe, with the heel.