<div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/352/b/3/casey_by_jennyverse-d8a9i05.jpg)</div>Like a timed explosion causing a volcano to erupt, Raphael released for his girl.  Casey smiled and laughed as her face was streaked with his seed.  She turned left and right, enjoying her lewd bath like a professional whore.  Before he started to calm, the girl leaned down and locked her lips over the turtle's cock head.  She sucked at him as her hand continued to pump.  The girl squeezed his balls with the other hand, making sure to draw out every last drop.  She swallowed hard over and over until there were a couple last squirts into her mouth.  Casey pulled away and finally lay next to Raphael with a grin.  She let her tongue wallow in his sperm before allowing the last dregs to sink into her tummy.<br/><br/>"Holy god.. that was amazing.. best workout I've ever had."  She gripped her discarded shirt and wiped her face clean before turning to him.  Nuzzling his muscled chest, Casey draped her naked body over his, content to fall asleep at his side.<br/><br/>When she awoke the next morning however, her mate had gone.  Casey gave a sigh and shook her head, smiling.  "S'what I get for fucking a ninja.."<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/352/3/2/splinter_by_jennyverse-d8a97sl.jpg)</div>Meditation can be something very restorative.  Not only does it center the mind and rejuvenate the body, but it lends one to a sense of serenity only seen in those sleeping deeply or playing certain mind-numbing video games.  Mistress Splinter needed anything her meditation could give after that interlude with her star pupil a night ago.  Her mind was still racked with both a sense of unease for being so lewd with her child, and a deep desire to do the same with his siblings.  It was like she had to sink to taboo depths just to attain a level of kinship she'd never felt before.<br/><br/>But while most meditation sessions ended with Michelangelo breaking something, or one of Donatello's inventions breaking something else, this one was abruptly halted by a soft voice.  Splinter was on her feet and arming herself with a quarterstaff before her eyes were even open.  She cinched her robe tight and deftly made her way into the den of their lair.  Surely the Foot would not intrude in such a gentle manner.  Nevertheless, this person was an intruder.  And intruders had to be dealt with firmly.<br/><br/>Just as she was about to strike, the Mistress pulled back into the shadows.  Her eyes grew large with surprise as the man turned where she could see his face.  It had been years since she saw a human, but this one was surely something on a higher plane.  An angel perhaps.  Splinter bit her lower lip and felt her legs quiver at the mere sight of him.  She'd never felt the same for another in all her life.  But that couldn't stop her.  The person had made their way into the family's inner sanctum, and must be stopped.<br/><br/>Bracing herself, Splinter leapt from the shadows.  The intruder's reaction time and skill being no where near what was needed for any kind of defense, the ju jitsu mistress was able to knock the man to the ground easily.  She pinned him down, her legs straddling his midsection and staff at his throat.  Splinter stared down at the brunette with eyes of fire.  She asked him in a soft, yet stern voice, "Who are you? Why are you here?"