"Definitely a good choice to hire her~" He tells Lady Otsu as he pounds her servant's tight pussy, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples as he starts to ooze precum into her.
Inazuma made a note on other side of paper with fuck, using blood of corpse. "Come to my cabin if you want to talk." She write and check bodies for anything valube or usefull for her. Next, she decided to return to her room and waiting for answer. If it will ever come.
Yunah blocks his low strikes and counters with fast and precise Strikes, she aims a Jab with The Bamboo Sword at his Face
Midori started eagerly eating out Yatsebe, trying to get the samurai as horny as possible before the dildo brought her over the edge – an event that was very close. If she could get her partner off she came herself – that would be even better.
"Hmm? Well, I doubt I will be having a proper duel any time soon. Maybe after the Kushan." Kyouka sighed, thinking no one would be challenging her once they find out she's meeting the emperor.
'Not that I do not want to fight for you,' Jian said, 'But I'm not really trained for fighting on a battlefield. I'd be more suited to be the bodyguard of another family member or as an agent of the Clan, I'd surmise.'
Koyumi has to climb out of bes and get changed, kind of regretting sharing a bed without any place to bathe her and she decided that would be one of her key stops at the next city. Getting her stuff, she got ready to leave
"Mmmm, she serves her purpose more than, ah, adequately." Otsu kisses him over the desk, as both of them enjoy Xia's body.
The kiss is surprising, but Eikyo quickly takes advantage of it, pressing his tongue into Otsu's mouth as he fucks her servant hard.
Jurobei chuckled. "Have you missed me that much?" He asked as his hand travelled between her tights. "Out of curiosity, what killed you, the poison, the fire or the aphrodisiac?"
"Yes, she's very, ungh, satisfying." Otsu moans, as Xia begins to orgasm, screams muffled by her mistress' cunt. "Do feel free to fill her up. My sorcerer keeps my ladies from bearing children. Or, of course, you can try her final hole."
Inazuma waits, and waits, but no answer comes. Finally, as she decides to get some sleep, a knock sounds on the door, and she hears the voice of old Lord Kasawara. "Excuse, me, I haven't woken you, have I?"
Inazuma resiste yawn, hoping this didn't try to kill her. Not only because she is tired, but also he seems nice and Inazuma would feel sorry if she have to cut his head of. She get up and open the door "No, my lord, you are always welcome here." She said.
Yunah manages to hit him, feeling satisfying crunch as his nose is broken, but now she knows that she's at her limit. Each breath is agonising, and even holding up her sword is difficult. A samurai woman about her age walks up, smirking like a predator. "Yield." Her command is simple, but Yunah gets the sense that the woman is hoping that she'll refuse. "Yes, I suppose that's true." The man nods, before he frowns as the new opponent enters the circle. "Oh, dear." The woman, a tall raven haired beauty, gives a vicious grin that reminds Kyouka of Oichi more than enough to make her uncomfortable. From experience, she's pretty sure that the shipwrecked samurai is about to get hurt.
Soon, Yatsebe moans loudly into her hand, juices flowing into Midori's mouth, at the same time that Midori feels her own release approaching.
"I'm glad to hear it, kid. There re rewards to serving a clan, even a little pissant clan like our own."
Koyumi remembers that there was a bath aboard, on the tenshu, so not far from her cabin. As she leaves the room, however, she hears a voice. "Excuse me?" Turning, she sees a woman. "Are you Koyumi. Could I have a moment of your time?"
"Of course I missed you. You're my son." She shakes her head, as if the question is stupid. "I don't have a clue. I suppose it couldn't have been the fire, as it wasn't painful." Her hand reaches to undo his belt.
'I will do my best,' Jian nodded, 'Lord Sanada did say I should make myself useful if I want to stay.' He paused a moment, 'I wanted to ask... are you married, father? Do I have any half-siblings?'
