.pulling her down on my cock....cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples....she tells me to hold her nipple and pull it harder. I fuck her arse ...as hard as I can....knowing I have cum once not long before, but having cum many ties close together, know that she can have my cum when she wants....she tells me not to cum in her....she wants to see my cum... I stop when I can feel any sign of cumming....turn her over, she says no, she wants to be on top...so I sit back on the sofa, still hard. Condition,” I said. “I'm a futa. Futanari, I guess. You see, sometimes my clit gets excited and...” I shuddered. “Oh, dear.”My clit swelled out of the folds of my pussy and thrust out through my golden bush. Aoi gasped and took a step back. She clapped hands over her mouth as her eyes widened behind her glasses. My heart beat fast, my clit growing in spurting pulses, matching the rhythm of my heart.“See, it becomes a cock,” I said. “Futanari syndrome.” That sounded... plausible to me. “I'm so. My cock twitched upon discovering how easily accessible she was. I shrugged off my shirt and pulled my jeans down with my boxers. Slow steps, every part of my feet touching the carpet, I approached the bed. Still she slept and did not move as I pulled back the duvet.Her camisole had rucked up leaving her tummy bare. The straps had fallen from her shoulders: only her breasts were covered and as much as I wanted to see them, I knew it would be impossible to strip her whilst she slept.Trying not. . say it," I said."Okay ... why the gun?" Precaution. I don't like surprises, although in your case, it didn't need to be." What does that mean?" It means any friend of Hurley's is a friend of mine." Well, that's good to hear. Uncle Hurley doesn't make friends easily." Based on the way you reacted to my gun, I'm guessing you know what your uncle used to do." Yes. I'm sure he'd be happier if I didn't know ... but I do. I'm thinking you're in the same business." In a way."She went silent.