“Hey!” He didn’t get a chance to say anything else. Ash had never thought that a woman could be so tight. He carefully avoided her snatch as he kissed her breasts, forcing her to relax and breath. She cried out, a high-pitched little cry like she had been nipped by a Pokémon. It came closer and closer as they ate. It came closer and closer as they ate. They had walked a fair ways from the Pokémon center over the course of the morning, and the road led through a forest. Looking into Misty’s eyes then, he couldn’t help himself. She grabbed his head and pulled him down to her lips fiercely, refusing to let him go. She still called him and idiot and yelled at him a lot. He was surprised at how naturally kissing Misty was. Then Ash remembered the night before and laughed in his chest. Bikes could be fairly expensive…
Misty eyed the storm with glee. She screamed underneath him and pushed against his body, trying to hurt him back for the intense agony
