Slowly, she cleaned his wounds, allowing her powers to follow her work and begin the healing. She had never had to tend to someone so badly wounded, i... so many places, though she knew if she hadn’t spent the last three months being beaten herself and near starved, she would have managed this a great deal more swiftly. As it was, she could only start the healing of his tissues off before her energy was stolen away and left her fighting the pull to close her eyes and sleep. Exchanging her bucket. ’ ‘I remember the first time I had chicken parmesan you know. It was eight years ago when I was only ten. My parents had taken me out to dinner at Giovanni’s for my birthday and I picked that thinking it was going to be something like chicken strips. Even though I was disappointed that it wasn’t what I thought it was going to be, I loved the dish, and now it’s usually the one I get when I go there. Ah, and here it is.’ He pulled into the small parking lot out in front of a small brown building. The foreplay heats up with Akiko admitting that after being undressed, there's no returning. She's still shy of course, and she is surprised to find out how wet she is. She gets turned on from the noise that her wet pussy makes as the director fingers her gently.It's not long before she's dripping wet, and the director doesn't hold back, zoning in on her clitoris while her legs are wide opened, and on to her pussy, two fingers deep inside enough to make Akiko climax and squirt so much that she. Looking back to her years before the war it baffled Moira how she had considered herself to be free when in reality she – and everyone else really – had been the complete opposite of it. Maybe the generation before her parent’s one had experienced true freedom with the sexual revolution and advance of transportation technology, but everything after had soon be replaced with even more constraints, regulations against everything remotely fun and then short before the war broke out even.