Tsukire couldn't help but chuckle, "Saizō's much too serious for that to work. He's the balding man with black glasses. The seven don't really have a leader, but he is the oldest and the longest living member. Wielder of the hand-cuff blade, Houyou-Kisu, 'Hug and Kiss'" She let slip a smile, "Kiku might be easily wooed, but I don't think kunoichi are your... ah, specialty."<br/><br/>The woman closed her eyes and laughed, "Your Sumi technique and hers' have a bit in common- threading chakra through the ink in her skin. Her sword is the whip sword Sanbai Gaeshi. She has it hidden on her body at all times, coiled into her tattoos. Last is Kohaku, host to the three-tailed beast and wielder of the living sword Samehada. He's about your age and... honestly, never would have become a swordsman on his own. Can't imagine a kid like that hanging around killers like Kitano.."<br/><br/>She shrugged, closing her eyes and putting her hands up to the air.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Heh!" Yumi let out, biting her lip as she rocked back and forth, "You'll- nh.. -wear yourself out at that pace. Can you fight as hard as you, gh, fuck!?"<br/><br/>Kaede felt her balls getting wet from slapping against the kunoichi's sopping wet pussy. The dark length of her manhood disappeared between the Iwa nin's reddened ass cheeks, only lubricated with spit and cum from before. "C'mon!" She shouted. By now, quite a crowd had gathered at both ends of the alleyway... the sounds of sex and moaning was too much to ignore, and Yumi stiffened her back. She brought one hand to her own breast, now completely exposed, and began to pleasure herself with one of her mouths,<em>"Explode!"</em>