” “No.” She stated. Disappointment filled my body. It was then that I noticed the hunger that burned within her eyes. When she said “I wanna f...ck” she really meant it. I pulled her to me and deeply kissed her. My tongue probed her mouth and danced with hers. I felt her hand wrapping around my hardness, her touch was soft and gentle. Almost teasing. Oh fuck … I thought, barely containing my desire. “You taste so good, baby.” I said, as I finally dropped the bags and pulled her to the ground.. Really it was an invitation to a battle in a narrow place where he could fight one on one. Hmm... a brat, but a clever brat. However, it will prove fatal! Here, he has nowhere to run! Throw your bokutous all at once!Fighters: But... that brat took them out easily... Mikio: I don't care! What are you scared of, you fools! He may have taken one or two, but we'll bury him!!(they prepare for the assault when they catch sight of Kenshin and Sanosuke standing on the roof behind Yahiko.)Fighters:. I slowly worked my way down your back to your waistline before I climbed off you and started with your legs again. First one and then the other, until I had worked my way back up to your midriff, and finally I let myself drift a little closer to my eventual goal. I took the bottle of oil and poured a generous stream right into the top of the crack in your bum and slowly started to work it into your cheeks, kneading, prodding, pulling and pushing, and of course each time I pulled your asshole. Then yesterday, mother surprised me when she knocked on my bedroom door and asked me to come back into the living room, for further lessons. We would be alone - dad was at work.I really did need the help - what with the formal dance at school coming up very soon. Yet, the humiliation and self-loathing of what had happened the day before stayed with me. Mom did not relent though, and soon we were in the living room, dancing to various songs, and I forgot my earlier embarrassment. That is, until.