She was moving with him now. A moment ago she'd protested the very notion of his offer, and now she'd let him take her bra, and helped him with it, too. Keita saw the change in her, how the debauched situation was nestling into her mind and disguising itself as normalcy. It was how he got girls before her to do twisted things. How much she'd fueled him when she spoke those words again. A sigh had let her know she'd said it right. Now the phrases she thought pertained to love were strings directly connected to men's assumptions. Even Cain would have to hear it twice, to accept that it had come from her lips.<br/><br/>Her skin felt good on the swollen head, her pulse more than palpable through her stomach. What a lovely tragedy, that his member had touched her before she'd even confessed to her beloved. If they stopped now she would still always be claimed, in a way. He sucked deeper at her scalp when she asked her naive question, like she was laying out the path for him to ruin her. Keita kissed her hair carefully, mourning her innocence, that she was unable to hold on to by herself.<br/><br/>He breathed on her hear and held on to her shoulder to confirm that he was indeed in pain. It wasn't like he'd die or anything, but that kind of exaggeration had gotten a lot out of nice girls before. And sweet Haley was about as kind as they came. "Yeah. The harder it is, the more I need care." he said and let go of it. It's elevation wasn't affected by the departure of his support. "But I want to teach you, because you asked me, so I'll just have to endure it." he said, sowing ideas in her head.<br/><br/>"Have you seen anything like it, Haley? This is what boys look like." he said and ground his teeth as he slid it up and down her stomach once. A small pearl of enthusiasm glistened on the small slit at the tip, and left a trail on her. He swallowed his sound of triumph to have put his signature on her. "You see that? It means I'm pretty close to my limit." he warned. A light touch ate her free tit, that she didn't seem to mind anymore. He knew how to treat a breast, and carefully massaged it, now and then brushing her little bud like it was an accident.<br/><br/>"It's more sensitive than your breast."<br/><br/>Somewhere far away Cain was correcting his own member in his wet shorts, getting out of the water and into his shoes after letting his feet dry. He was in the middle of his workout, and felt the cool of the water cling to him as he started running again. During the harder stretches he'd always picture her face so he could focus and endure. He smiled as he he set off home again, athletic limbs barreling down the path fast. They might be separated after summer. Maybe he should confess his feelings. He shook his head, blushing slightly underneath the heat of the sun. Maybe. He wondered what she was doing? Knowing her it would probably be something innocent and silly.<br/><br/>"How do you like my cock, Haley?" Keita whispered in her ear as the limb radiated heat against her.