She felt a little bit better. Now, to find out where she was. ‘Hey,’ a familiar voice said, somewhere from the world beyond the bathroom door. ‘...re you okay, Yui?’ She managed to get to her feet and open the door. Hayato was standing there, dressed in a T-shirt and boxer shorts. ‘What are you doing here?’ she said. ‘I live here.’ ‘Oh!’ Yui looked around the apartment. She couldn’t remember ever going to Hayato’s before. It was always a question of luring him out to some den of sin, not staying. "Please take it easy Sir. Try not to hit my arse too hard." I needn't have worried. He laid me bent over the side of the bed, spread my legs and carefully entered. Each of his thrusts seemed to stop a hair's breadth from my bottom flesh and I soon began to enjoy the experience. In later conversations I found out that he was more concerned with impregnating me than giving himself or me pleasure. It didn't bring me to a climax either but I wasn't overly concerned. He stayed until a little before. She leans forward and we kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth. Then she leans back, supporting herself with one hand on my knee. Arching her back, she begins to ride me more aggressively, masturbating with her free hand as I squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples until she cums hard, her breath ragged and panting, but thankfully almost silent.We kiss again for a couple of minutes, and I’m still hard inside her. I can feel her teasing me with her inner muscles and it feels good. Eventually she. “How strange is that?”“Diablo,” Maria hisses, clutching her rosary.Taryn just grins and starts pumping the short-barreled revolver inside her cunt. “No. Something far worse than that,” Taryn grunts, body seizing as an orgasm tears through her, pussy convulsing around the barrel, and ejecting a pungent batch of sticky female arousal.Her orgasmic high doesn’t last long though before the rage in her vaporizes it.So the revolver once again begins its dance between the three of us.It stops on.