As they headed towards his car, Tammy watched them from the window, no doubt in her mind that her mother was going to enjoy a long night with the hand...some photographer.When Rhonda invited him in for a nightcap several hours later, Ted graciously accepted. He'd practically been drooling over her all evening as she clung to him and purposely rubbed her lovely body against his. He could feel his cock straining against the material of his pants, and he longed to see the woman naked."I had a. ” He said. He touched the two small circles near the outside of each half circle and they opened, moved and then Sasha was no longer in the tent. Sasha suddenly found herself looking at a white wall and heard the unmistakable sound of urination. She felt off. Wrong. Something wasn’t right about this and someone was talking to her. “So?” A man’s voice asked. Sasha’s eyes went wide, her body rigid, and she didn’t answer because standing next to her was a man and he was pissing in a urinal! Sasha. I pretended as if I was making myself comfortable. Only I & Anju knew what was happening, after I kept my hand on her thighs, she fell a bit more silent & was not talking & she didn’t object my hands slowly feeling her thighs. Then, I became sure that yeah, even she wants it. At least she is enjoying it. So the next hour after lunch break, I sat near her. We both starting teasing each other and played with our hands pretending to be friends. I was so horny that I was waiting for that hour to. “What ... did you ... do... ?” the man coughed.“I...” My head throbbed. I blinked, staring around the room. Devastation abounded. The woman who was infected with the yokai’s lusts, driven to suck my cock and ruin my exorcism ritual, sobbed on the ground, cradling a mangled arm. “Mitsuko-hime?”“Gone,” the samurai growled. “Fled. You ... killed him...”His hands grasped my throat. Iron fingers squeezed, choking me. Then relaxed. He let out a gurgling sigh and collapsed on top of me. I gasped,.