Mariko hummed low as those fingers tangled in her strawberry tresses, her fingers rolling the samurai girl's stiff nipples between them and she eagerly savored Mai's nectar when her peak arrived. The geisha's tongue never ceased, hungrily tasting her lover's arousal as it gushed from her petals, her breath falling warm, rapid and vapid over Mai's sensitive flower.<br/><br/>Only when Mai's climax subside did the geisha give her petals one last, loving lick before she slid up, trailing kisses up her lover's mound, belly, and between her breasts, until she rested atop the samurai, bare chests and thighs pressed together. The geisha stared deeply into her rescuer's eyes, smiling warmly as she tried to convey her eternal gratitude with a look. Mariko's hands cupped her lover's cheeks as she pressed a warm, deep, loving kiss to Mai's soft lips, ignoring her own need to please her rescuer.