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Mugen's hands were so gentle as he trailed rough finger tips over her naked belly. His hot, needy whispers in her ear were full of love and devotion, telling her every part of her thin body was perfect and then making her believe it slowly, with his tongue, his lips, his well-trimmed cock…
"I love you, Fuu, I've always loved you, from the moment I saw you in that quaint tea shop. You know I would have come to your rescue – dumplings or not." he breathes in her willing ear, slowly pushing into her slick depths with infinite care and patience.
She turned over in her lover's arms and suddenly, she was flipped over hard, onto her once-worshipped belly. Deep, cold laughter bit at her once-coddled ear as Jin's knee kicked her legs wide to stab his spit-slick meat into her hard and deep; so far she could damn well taste him! Feeling Jin rip the sticks from her hair, Fuu winced as her head was jerked backwards too sharply, even as she bit out a groan of obscene pleasure while the whip-hard ronin stuck his thumb up her ass and pounded her senseless.
"Yes, beg, little bitch – my little bitch in heat…" he growled out as she winced and whimpered.
Fuu shot up out of sleep, breathing hard. The sun was just setting, dying the world orange and red. Day-dreaming again…
"Damn…!" Fuu breathed.
"Good dreams?" Mugen leered suddenly.
"You talk in your sleep." Jin deadpanned.
Even Mo-mo looked embarrassed.