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Not so, she quickly discovered with a small trace of disappointment. She continued to move her fist subtly at the base to continue stimulating him.

Just hurry up and finish! Rather than suck him back into her mouth — as he hoped she would hurry up and do — she stood up and haughtily stroked her fingers through her plum-colored hair.

After her idle display, she grinned at him again in a way that had him worried. Both of her knees scooted up on either side of him so that she could straddle his waist.

She loomed over him with her lingering smirk. He was about to speak again, but his voice faltered when Senna ground her crotch against his penis.

The wet heat slid firmly against him and let him know that she was not immune to their intimate contacts. So that less fabric would separate their eager sexes, her brown skirt was bunched up around her waist.

Senna continued to grin at Ichigo, her smirk hovering less than an inch from his gaping, panting mouth. With a deep-throated grunt, she stroked her panties harder against the stiff cock.

The cleft of her sex held him, and he could distinctly notice the tiny knob swollen at the crest.

She moaned loudest when he passed against it. Her panties were soaked through and smeared a coat of her leaking arousal over the underside of his cock.

The feeling and heavy smell of anticipated sex in the air caused Ichigo to jerk. Strong hands came up and latched onto either shoulder of the odd Shinigami, but he was unsure of whether he would push her off of him or take control of the matter himself and pound her until they were both satisfied.

She brought a hand up to guide his down until it was securely cradling her round ass. He could not help but squeeze the mounds; taut and shapely for a girl almost as petite as Rukia.

Slowly, almost cautiously, he hiked her skirt up over her bottom before cupping the cheeks again. He helped the rocking motions of her pelvis, though he was hardly in control of her fervent grinding.

Sharp, frequent mewls accompanied the melody of his huskier breathing, indicating that Senna was rapidly covering the ground to the release he now strove for.

Against his will, Ichigo bucked his hips up as if he meant to penetrate her. Wanting to fill Senna with his desire and pent-up stress, he pulled aside her light-purple underwear.

She gave a soft gasp in response to his forwardness and to the exposure to her suffocating quim, but she did not refuse Ichigo. In fact, she gave him a daring smirk, challenging him to give into his temptation.

Even so, she held her puzzling smirk. He had been so close to his prize, she mused while watching him fumble around and try to stuff his rigid cock back into his trousers.

The zipper barely made it halfway up before the cheery attendant opened the door and smiled at the two inside. She danced a little with wobbly steps while waiting for Ichigo to slink out after her.

He was still flushed and perspiring to the point where the Ferris wheel attendant asked if he needed to sit down.

The noticeable limp also concerned her, but he beseeched her ignorance. Like a wounded animal, he staggered over to join the girl put in his charge.

He envied her carelessness. He cursed her in his head, referring to her as a maniacal bitch. Chase me again!

It was bad enough taking these staggering baby steps, let alone running at a full sprint to catch this annoyingly upbeat girl. She did not take immediate notice of it until she was close enough to see the protuberance hitching his pants.

Both hand splayed over his crotch to keep it hidden. Ichigo stuttered and asked where they were going; he became much more nervous and averse to being towed behind her when they treaded into the more-populated areas of the shopping district where he had first chased her around.

Despite his anxiety — or because of it — his member remained soundly rigid. He did his best to angle his thigh during each stumbling step to keep the puzzled shoppers from catching a gander.

Before they moved on to the bigger crowd watching some performers on stage, Senna yanked Ichigo around a corner that led around the restrooms to an empty corridor.

There were no shops, vending machines, or water fountains in this hallway; it was more of a path for people seeking quietness while heading from one side of the mall to the other.

What they were doing there eluded Ichigo. Her amber eyes stared up at him while her hands looped around to the back of his neck.

Pompously, Senna closed her fist around him and gave him three hard strokes to pump out a full globule of pre-cum. With her thumb, she daubed the clear fluid across his tip to lubricate him.

She chortled in her throat as he murmured some halfhearted protests to her fondling his cock out in public like this. What made his outburst even more laughable was the fact that he in no way made an effort to retract his penis into his pants.

Try as he might to say otherwise, his unconscious desire was to fuck her. Far be it from her to disagree about their shares urges. With her left hand still latched onto his penis, she turned around to face the wall behind her and bent slightly at the waist, presenting her backside to be mounted.

She used her right hand to pull the back of her skirt up over the modest swell of her ass, and with Ichigo sweating bullets and unable to pry his gaze away, she drew the crotch of her panties away from her own.

Her saturated snatched was put on display for him to enjoy. Do you still need some time to think it over? Ichigo tried to swallow, nervously looking left and right to make sure no one was spying on them.

Jacking off in the bathroom was the safer choice, but returning to loudmouthed Senna after taking care of himself might be a risk.

Making up his mind, albeit reluctantly, he closed the distance between their bodies. Nodding with her mocking grin, Senna guided him to her entrance.

The folds of her sex parted around his tip, and he easily pushed securely into her. She exhaled a grateful sigh as she felt Ichigo crawl slowly into her.

He was big, but not enough to hurt her as he stretched her out with careful thrusts until he bottomed out inside of her.

Ichigo took focusing breaths, inwardly reveling in the sensation of her hot walls wrapped tightly around him. Slowly, he drew back about three inches, feeling her quiver around his retreating length.

She lifted up on her tiptoes as if to make an effort to return him to her. Holding her by the hips, he filled her up once again with a full push.

Grunting softly in time with his paced thrusts, she looked back at him with her shrewd grin. Thank god there was a crowd-pleasing performance outside, Ichigo mused when his desire began to entice him to push harder and faster against Senna.

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Unfortunately, Senna was faster than she looked and managed to stay a good distance from him for a while, long enough to change direction erratically to make him hesitate every now and then.

However, their path soon opened up to the wide grounds leading to the Ferris wheel. And much further ahead of Ichigo, Senna waved. Why do I have to catch you?

Cursing her under his breath, Ichigo was forced through the zigzagging path while she easily cleared the obstacles by vaulting over them.

Ichigo panted and staggered when he finally cleared the railings. And to his relief, Senna was waiting for him at the end, a bright smile on her face and her hands clasped innocently behind her waist.

Storming up to her, Ichigo prepared to scold her until he realized where she led him in her game of tag. Waiting in front of a carriage ready to be loaded with passengers was a woman in uniform, smiling pleasantly at the duo of teens.

In front of her, Senna wheeled about with a teasing grin, winking and sticking her tongue out cutely. Ichigo seethed angrily at her, but nonetheless moved a hesitant hand for his wallet.

With a jubilant cheer, Senna raced in ahead of him. His feet dragged as he carried himself in and prepared for the long, slow ride.

While she practically threw herself against the window to watch the ground fall away below them, Ichigo collapsed on the bench and sighed.

She pointed outside, beseeching Ichigo to take a gander at the sights. Teetering, linking her fingers behind her head, she dropped on the bench across from Ichigo and looked opposite to the direction he was looking.

For a while, she pouted, looking as though she would explode with complaints towards him. He would not ruin her good time, she decided, giving an affirmative huff and nod to herself.

She hopped from her seat and glued her face to the window. In the dusk hours, the sky was a brilliant display of orange leading to the dark of night, hovering over the city lights of Karakura Town.

Senna gawked at the scenery, her heart racing with excitement. High places gave her the utmost feeling of exhilaration in her chest.

A smile was impossible to suppress in this state of euphoria. For her, time was rushing by and slowing to a crawl all at once as she inspected every bit of the horizon.

A set of memories that she thought belonged to her crowded her thoughts, showing her images of a happy family with a little daughter pointing out the window of the Ferris wheel.

Though the scenery was implanted in her memory with great detail, the moment of the highest point of their ascent passed far too quickly. She sighed loudly in disappointment, but Ichigo knew that she was satisfied.

She linked her fingers behind her head, kicking her feet out ahead of her as she teetered dazedly. She pestered him quite a bit, but Ichigo could admit that he was happy to bring her such happiness.

Still, he masked it with an air of indifference. A look of mischief came to her face in the form of a grin. Her hands were moving up the thighs of his olive-green pants, joining at the buckle of his belt.

The moment she began to fumble around with it, Ichigo shot his hands down in an effort to keep her from undoing the strap; however, as for everything else she had done, she was persistent and fought against his hands.

There was a glint of mortification mixing with anger in his eyes. Senna gave him a broad, toothy grin and snickered.

Forgoing the belt, though she kept one hand at it to keep his occupied, her right hand grabbed his zipper and drew it down without a hitch.

He wriggled along with the worming movement going on in his pants. He lifted his butt off of the seat as though it would discourage the bizarre girl.

With a gasp, however, he realized that it only helped her catch her prize. It took a bit of effort and fumbling to free him from behind the troublesome blockage of his underwear, but she got the flaccid trophy out for her to inspect.

Limp, but considerably long for such a state; Senna would soon correct his lifelessness and size him up in the appropriate manner.

The warmth of her mouth was undeniably inviting, though Ichigo beseeched that she relinquish his member. He did not put his hands on her, squeezing the edge of the cushioning of his seat until his fingertips left deep imprints.

Senna giggled around him as she suckled the squishy organ. In its current state, she drew on over half of it easily, but when the blood began to gather, she restricted the attention of her mouth only to the head.

Try as he might to fight it, Ichigo was powerless against the quick awakening of his erection. Hormones were not easy to fight back, and he was soon sporting the full length of his arousal.

Ichigo seethed, watching helplessly as she stabilized him with both hands and licked energetically at the tip.

He was against such lewd acts, but that was sometimes to maintain appearances in front of others who would forever label him a pervert; right now, it was a matter of principle to object.

Slow down! A fruitless effort, but it did annoy the purple-haired girl a bit. Not here! She nuzzled his shaft fondly, leering at him as he moaned and tried to fight down his urges.

With trepidation in his eyes and lust in his loins, he allowed Senna to commence with her show of gratitude.

After such a stressful time chasing her around, he felt that he should be vindicated for indulging in a little method of relaxation.

Pre-cum eventually beaded at the head, and Senna was more than happy to clear it away with her eager tongue.

She filled her mouth with little more than half of his dick, though the tip had to be wedged in her throat.

The only times he was ejected from her orifice was when she needed more satisfying breaths of air. During those times, languid laps from her tongue would travel up his shaft to sometimes flick against the tip.

She brought both of her thumbs to his tip at one point, and carefully spread the opening so that her pointing tongue could tickle the saturated insides, clearing away the transparent fluid before it had a chance to properly froth.

After gathering her breath and ready to take the plunge once again, she drove her mouth over the rigid length.

Ichigo panted raggedly, eyes half-closed while watching the purple head bob up and down on his shaft.

He could feel his testes roiling in his boxers, lifting and preparing to unleash his load. There was still some stamina to hold onto, but his body was already making the preparations to respond to the constant stimulation of his sex.

She varied her techniques quite frequently, taking him from her mouth to kiss up the underside of his prick and flourish her tongue around the underside of his mushroom-shaped head.

A grateful sigh left as his expanded chest deflated, and Senna believed that he had reached his end. Not so, she quickly discovered with a small trace of disappointment.

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