“Sooo, you must really be into that Japanime, huh? You’ve got your little ninjas on your shirt?” a tall blonde asked as they milled about inside...the classroom, waiting for the first bell. Well, all the girls here were taller than her, so with an internal grumble Emily instead decided to simply classify this one as the stuck-uppest looking one.“They’re shinobi, actually… Ever heard of Shinobi Souls?” Emily countered, not deigning to explain further. Japanime, seriously? Why are you talking to. 30 come on we will be late, as she walked out she picked up her bra and knickers where I had thrownthem the night beforeI got washed and dressed and made some toast for us both,She came in with a arm full of washing, get you dirty clothes she said,i ran upstairs when I came into the kitchen, she was filling the washing machineThrow it in .On the sink was the pink bra and knickers would you like me to dress you up tonightI blushedI mean the whole way, skirt tights blouse, and make up we can even. He sighs and thrusts hard down my throat. Im ready for him to cum, but he pulls out and aims at my tits. A big splash of sperm lands on my tits and drips down between them and down further between my legs. When I look up, he shoots another creamy load right in my face. I lick it off my lips and smile at him through the cum bath hes given me. He turns off the camera and tells me, You are one nasty little slut. He smiles, then tells me to get dressed. He tells me theres no time like the present. Opening my eyelids required Herculean effort moments later. But it wasn’t moments later. We were in San Diego.The artifact ‘hand off’ went smoothly. Sis couldn’t stay due to a child’s appointment so for the two hour layover we were left to our own devices. I sat in a booth; ‘slumped’ might be more accurate. The short rest on the flight had helped. I had recharged a bit, but still I was dragging.Just as in Chicago, my wife was beaming hotness in all directions. Although the environ was far less.