<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/naamahhum_zpss0sdlnif.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tsubame Izumi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Docks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Aurem<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>None, yet<br/><br/>She wanted to make the secretary think she wasn't jut doing what Tsubame wanted her to, but the idea of being left here to be used by futa after futa made the businesswoman moan in arousal, a moan that was quickly amplified as she felt her large, sensitive breasts being mashed into the dock and rubbed and scratched by the rough surface and rougher penetration.<br/><br/>Sadly, while she had agreed to many things, there was nothing in that waiver allowing any children to be taken from her and, well, she<em>was</em>the CEO of a genetics company that specialized in fertility-related matters. And she'd come here looking to get pregnant. Her stay would, at most, be nine months long, unless every futa that used her kept solely to her mouth and ass. Which, really, was a pity.<br/><br/>"I ... I guess you don't want a- Ahn! - your job, t-then>" She panted out among her moans. After all, they both knew that the source of her income was the one currently being raped into the ground.<br/>Tsubame was, as Aurem would quickly learn, incredibly tight, especially for a woman her age, and her inexperience in sexual matters quickly showed. In time, perhaps, her stamina would increase but decades of being untouched as well as a ferry ride spent getting excited brought her quickly to the edge. Not, of course, that it was likely that Aurem would simply stopped when Tsubame's sex clung and trembled around her, and a sudden rush of wetness pushed back against her cock as Tsubame came for what was likely to be just the first of many times that day.