I have to learn the techniques before that happens.(In reply, Hiko sheaths his sword.)Kenshin (thinking): Battou-jutsu, taking the sheath from the bel... in that stance... Hiten Mitsurugi Second-level Battou-jutsu Souryuusen.(He holds his sword vertically downward to block.)Kenshin (thinking): The sheath first--oh no. Another second-level battou-jutsu. The attack with the sword from the scabbard-blow. Souryuusen Ikatsuchi.(Trapping Kenshin's sword with the scabbard, Hiko smashes into Kenshin's. "My feet?" I inquire with a smile. "No, your legs. When you get turned on, you squirm. Am I correct?" Silence. "You'll just have to wait and see if it's shaved I guess," I reply, deflecting from his other prediction. "Why should we wait?" he asks, as he snakes his paw like hands under my skirt. I say nothing and open my legs to allow him access. His hands touch my swollen mound over my stockings and panties. "Is it always that hot? It's like a sauna in there," he chuckles. "It gets hot. It sounds a little wrong. No, staring down at this 28-year-old brunette, listening to her moan in shock and terror and need as she shoved herself back until my cock bottomed out against her cervix and her ass quivered against my hips, I realized she wasn’t a ‘girl’ at all. A ‘girl’ didn’t moan like that. A ‘girl’ didn’t reach back to grab my hip with one hand, digging her fingernails into my flesh and letting out a desperate shriek as she tried to pull me deeper into her. A ‘girl’ didn’t. And she was on the pill, so wasn’t like she could get pregnant anyways.“And lastly,” he said, “I want you to strip for me.”Mandy smirked at that one and slowly rose to her heeled feet, her hips swaying in a very tantalizing gyration as she slowly slipped her thong off. She flung it at Michael before moving on to her bra, unhooking it and throwing it to the side after she slowly removed it. Her breasts bounced perkily as she slid her skirt down her hips and off of her legs, a deep moan escaping.