Soon I was sitting there naked as the day I was born. After accomplishing her task of getting me naked, she took hold of my cock and wrapped her lips ...round it. She took it all the way and I felt the back of her throat pressing against the head of my throbbing member. She swirled her tongue around my shaft and head, exactly like she did a couple of weeks ago and it felt just as good this time around. Karmen hiked up her dress and straddled me again. This time though, I noticed she wasn't. I know that very well. Even if victory is looking you in the face.(The long-toothed grin bursts out again.)Saitou: You're in the habit of seeking pleasure in the midst of a fight. I'll tell you something you should know. Before victory, look utter evil in the eye. If you do, you'll enjoy a losing battle.(He charges forward in Gatotsu stance.)Seiryuu: That move again! I've already seen through it--(Saitou's right hand grabs him across the face.)Saitou: What's wrong? You can't smile anymore? I've. When I got back to the kitchen after my quick change, there were our two large carry-coolers sitting on top of the kitchen counter. Very newly washed and cleaned. How on earth did she get that done in the couple of minutes I'd been upstairs."Why on earth would we need that much space just for lunch?" I thought to myself.When I looked dumbly at them and she said, "Food!" That much? Just for lunch?" I replied.Well, as it had become her custom, Michelle didn't need much encouragement for a launch. Two fingers were thrust roughly in her as she lay on her back. I worked them relentlessly vigorously, angrily even, on the aroused, ridges that I knew marked her g-spot. Harder and harder, my fingers moved as the nipple clamp bit into me. The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that, too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more".