Marisa grabbed my cock and rotated it up, keeping her palm pressed firmly against it. I fumbled with the keys as I tried my best to get the door open,...the more I struggled with it the more she moved her hand up and down in little strokes. Finally the latch let go and I slid the door open. "Are you going to march us in?" I asked. Marisa’s fingers curled around my turgid member and gripped like she was holding a broom handle. "I’ll steer!" she giggled.She marched us inside, steered me quickly. Papers were signed, a brief case of money was unloaded. She watched as the younger of the men kept glancing at her. ?Is she all right?? ?Yes sir, often they go into shock after the stress of the stage. Particularly those trained by John he keeps them sequestered and the large crowd throws them off.? ?And what are you doing for her?? The young man moved forward. ?Heated blankets, a calming drink.? He moved closer and shifted the blanket to cover her neck better. . It was the first time I had heard her say that word, cunt. Stroke your cock for me while I tease you Linda continued. She walked toward the kitchen area, tell me how much you want to eat it, tell me how much you want to eat my cunt until I let you she says. I tell her I want to eat her out right now to let the coffee go cold I just wanted to eat her cunt.Linda now stood with her legs slighty spread with her back to the door of the appartment, just about as far away from me as she could get.. My father dead, and hers may well perish if I couldn’t exorcise the yokai from his soul.The samurai escorting me said not a word as we marched to the Daimyo’s castle upon the hill. A bulwark of earth and wood surrounded the towering structure made of stone. I had stared at it all my life, but had never been inside. If my Ojo-sama had not gone to the onsen to bathe, we never would have met. Never would have fallen in love.The yokai never would have escaped.I wanted to cry, to collapse in grief,.
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