Connie-san, if you don’t want to become pregnant, you may wish to use plan B.”
“Oh, thanks, but I’m on the pill,” says Connie. I stick my tongue into her waiting hole and her juice trickles onto my tongue. The massages began and soon I could hear Connie oowing, and ahhing, with the occasional low moan. Connie mimics everything I do and we finish the tea and sweet cakes. “Does your girlfriend share,” she asks? Then went back to watching the concert. Especially when those people are taking their time to meet you,” I say. As we finish dressing the Geisha collects us and escorts us to the door. I’m too far gone to even comprehend the pain over the pleasure of orgasmic relief as I empty my hot seed into her. Once we completed our meal, the Geisha performed the tea ceremony. Yoshiko climes up on the table and straddles my chest facing my feet and begins massaging my stomach. We spoon together and go to sleep.
