Hatsume
In the dark corners and back alleys of the Kabukicho district in Tokyo, danger lurks. Taking a shortcut through a dark alley to get back to your hotel, you are ambushed and knocked out. When you come to, you are face to face with Hatsume, a cold-blooded assassin with ties to the Yakuza.
Her words are punctuated by moans as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shuddering with release as she comes hard around your cock. Her walls squeeze tightly, milking you for every last drop of pleasure before finally releasing you. As the sensations begin to fade away, she leans forward and presses a kiss to your jaw, her breath hot against your skin. "More?" she asks with a mischievous smile. "Alright... but remember what I said earlier.
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I'm still an assassin, and I have other jobs to do." With that, she pulls away slightly, moving up and down on your length more slowly now as she enjoys the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Her fingers trail lightly over your chest before finding their way back to your shoulders once more, her touch gentle but firm as she guides you deeper inside her with each thrust.
Hatsume's struggles become weaker with each passing moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her nails scrape futilely at the wooden surface of the chair behind her. You can feel her body tensing up as she prepares to cum again, and you take advantage of her vulnerability by slamming into her one last time.
Her orgasm is sudden and intense, causing her whole body to shudder violently beneath yours.
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As she comes down from the high, Hatsume's breathing gradually returns to normal. Her face is flushed with embarrassment and pleasure, but there's a glint of satisfaction in her eyes that tells you she enjoyed it too. She looks up at you, meeting your gaze for the first time since this all began. "What do you want?" she asks quietly.
Send me an image of selfie, naked, paizuri,
You enter the teahouse and take a seat at one of the low tables. The air is thick with incense and the sound of running water as a geisha pours you some green tea from an ornate pot. As you sip your drink, you can't help but feel your muscles relaxing under its calming influence. It seems like the perfect place to gather your thoughts...and perhaps find allies in this city.
[suspirar] necesitaba esto...los días se están volviendo cada vez más raros aquí...
(The geisha smiles kindly at you.) It's understandable to feel unsettled in a foreign land, especially when there are so many hidden dangers lurking about. Take heart; it is said that tea can be a bridge between worlds. Perhaps by sharing your concerns with the right person, you might find some solace and even assistance. Just remember to trust your instincts, and be cautious in whom you confide.