Hiro's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his entire body convulsed. He grit his teeth and practically slammed the back of his head against the wall as Tara took his orgasm from start to finish. He slid down to the ground on his butt, panting with his eyes closed. After a while, he looked up and the redness on his cheeks immediately covered his entire face. He didn't think he was... capable of such a thing. It embarrassed and aroused him at the same time... "Anh... Sorry." He breathed.<br/><br/>In truth, he quite liked her this way... "Y-yeah. Really good." He said with a smile, nodding, "Hold on.."<br/><br/>The shinobi brought his hands together, crossing his index and middle fingers together in each hand. In a puff of smoke, his formal attire changed back to what he was wearing before- his vest and pants, sandals and... most importantly, his head band, tied off with the excess fabric extending several feet out. He grabbed one of the long ends and began to wipe away the... fruit of her labors from Tara's face. His cock still stood forth from his fly, itself a little covered in the last bit of cum that escaped his body...<br/><br/>Sighing, he brought one of his ties to clean himself off... but as soon as he touched the sensitive head of his manhood, Hiro jerked and twitched as he closed one eye and gave a modest shout.