.. let's go!Fighter: Are... are we really going to do this, Mr. Mikio?Mikio: What? You're not getting scared now. I told you already, the merchant's m...oney was once the money of the samurai families. If it's not going back in exactly the right direction, who cares. There's no way we can fail. Since the stupid girl gave us the molds for the keys--(the keys disappear from his hands. Yahiko lands in front of him, keys in hand)Fighter: It's him from yesterday!!Yahiko: Guess my pickpocket skills are. We began by using the telephone. I would call her at work and describe in vivid detail what I planned to do to her sexually that night. To my delight, I discovered that this excited her and she walked around at work all day with a wet pussy. Knowing this turned me on. Gradually I began to smack her ass during sexplay, as she sat on top of me or as she lay on her stomach sucking my cock. I would be on my haunches in front of her, and as she sucked me, I would raise myself up on my knees, hover. I applied a large amount to my hand and smeared it like lotion on my entire hand, front and back. I slid four fingers in at once. Turning it to ensure the creamed was spread evenly, I slid my thumb in next. Using my hand to rub the cream into my slick tunnel, I closed my fist, and pulled it to the entrance. This felt AMAZING. I eased my fist back in, as far as I could extend my arm at this weird position. I felt as If I was getting fucked from the inside out.“Holy shit” I huffed, while. “I thought I’d like to go to New Zealand for the honeymoon. We can hire a car and just drive around as we please, and stop when we want to. What do you think?” he asked.“That’s not how you plan a holiday,” she scolded.“Yes, it is. It’s the best way. Mum and I used to chuck a bag of clothes in the car, and then we’d pick a direction and drive. If we found something interesting, we stopped. We’d check out the information centres when we got somewhere and go do whatever took our fancy.”“We’d take.