Isoke remained hilted inside of you until the rhythmic pulses of his cock finally subsides and he is sure that he has given you every last drop of his seed.  Even then, he seems to take a few extra moments to savor the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around his length and the sensation of your inner walls quivering against his sensitive flesh.  Though, he does release your arm and ease up on the pressure that was pinning you to his desk.  A smug grin spreads across his lips in response to your words.  ”I would honestly be surprised if I am the only yakuza who fills your pussy before you are through with the Iron Claw Gang.  I would be remiss if I didn’t make some effort to insure you conceive a proper kit rather than some half-breed.”<br/><br/>A shuddering breath escapes Isoke’s lips as he withdrew his cock from your pussy and unbound your tail.  Before it would have had the opportunity to thrash at his face, he had already moved out of its reach as he went back to his desk.  ”Plus, I wasn’t going to throw you into the den of wolves without first making sure you were at the peak of your capabilities.”  His gaze would momentarily flick to your magical accessory before returning to your eyes.  Reaching into a drawer, he produced a key that he set before you.  ”Your suite is at the other side of the casino.  Feel free to make yourself at home.”  Isoke’s attention would then shift to Mamimi who remained obediently kneeling where you had left her.  ”And you are to be her personal servant until she decides that your services are no longer needed.”  It was an order that elicited a cute whimper of distress from the bunnygirl.