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Fong Ling was with Minnie Hopkins . They walked into a retro store with lots of music and videos on displayed. The smell of aging plastic and wood flooded the space.
“Explain again why we’re here, Minnie?”
“Yes. One of my sources are here to give me some info on a recent case my partner and I have been working on. While I’m talking to them, I need you to cover this area for me."
“Might as well. There’s nothing else really happening that I need to attend to.”
Minnie leaned into Fong’s face. She kissed her on the cheek followed by a big smile on her face. “Thank you, darling~”
As Minnie entered the back room of the store, Fong walked along the aisles of the store. Looking at some of the old Nintendo and Sega games, along with a selection of vinyl records from the 1950's.
“Anything I can help you find, Ma'am?”
Fong looked in the general direction of the voice and saw a boy in his late teens wearing the store’s logo on the lapel of his shirt.
“Just browsing sir, thank you.”
“No problem. Say, since your friend is in the other room feel free to catch some old shows on our vintage TV sets out back.”
“Ummm...Sure~ Thank you.”
“No pro-”
“Hey Dave, can you take over the cash register? I need to use the bathroom.”
Both of them looked towards the front of the store and saw a goth chick in her late twenties, who was also a staff member of the store.
“O-of course! I’ll be right there!”
The young man dashed his way to the front as Fong took this opportunity to go towards the back to avoid confrontation again. Walking back she saw Laserdiscs, Beta and VHS tapes of movies and various shows on the shelves. She noticed a big room filled with CRT TVs playing - as the young man said - old TV shows.
“Jeez. That kid wasn’t lying when he said there old shows being played here,” Fong thought to herself.
The set up was almost like a panoramic room. From her left were all of the latest shows from the turn of the millennium to the nineties; to her far right were shows that appeared during World War 2. As she browsed the room more, she noticed nothing which peaked her interest.
“These American shows sure are weird. They’re nothing like the shows in China,” she said out loud.
As she continued to browsed the TVs, one of them strangely caught her attention with it’s announcement.
“We now bring you our special television program of ‘Leave Her the Beaver!’”
Fong stopped in her tracks hearing the announcer on the TV say the name of the show. “What the-”
“Last time~ The house wife was met by a mysterious person.”
She could see a Japanese lady in the black and white screen being approached by a creepy man.
“Come on~ it’s just a small fee to pay for all of this fabulous jewelry.”
The lady was getting scared and started slowly backing away. “I-I’m sorry. I changed my mind. P-please leave.”
“Are you kidding me!?” He rushed towards the house wife with an angry look on his face. He grabbed the collar of her dress, yelling, “I’ve spent over an hour with you, and I’m NOT wasting my time! So you WILL pay with money or your body! And if you don’t, the-”
Suddenly the camera focused on a feminine hand grabbing the man’s shoulder.
“Then ‘What?’ you half ass-ed, son of a bitch?”
He turned around and saw a woman wearing an office workers outfit. She looked feminine, but the style of her hair and the look in her eyes were those of an assassin. Fong’s expression was in the exact same state of shock as the man’s in the show.
“No way….It can’t be. Is that-”
“Taki-sama ! Help me!”
Fong was in complete shock hearing the house wife shout out the name of one of her allies. It was then she became much more entranced in the show, needing to know what was going to happen next. Without saying a word, Taki grabbed the salesman and threw him towards the door of the house. This not only broke the door, but the man was in considerable more pain because of it. The house wife’s eyes beamed at seeing Taki take the dirtbag out.
“Oh Taki-sama~” She wrapped her arms around her.
“Don’t worry, Kasumi-chan . I’ll never let anyone hurt you.”
“What will our two lovebirds do in today’s episode~?” The announcer said with such enthusiasm.
The camera panned to show the couple’s house. It was designed in the style of the 1950's. The camera zoomed in on Taki coming down the stairs wearing a professional office uniform. She began sniffing the air as steam began pouring in from the kitchen. Taki licked her lips as she walked towards the direction of the pleasant scents.
The camera panned to an overview of the kitchen. The viewers could see Kasumi taking out freshly baked bread with fruit baked in and nuts on top. She began humming old Japanese folk songs as she was preparing the table for her and Taki to eat on. The camera changed again and showed Taki entering the room.
“Oh! Good morning, Taki-sama~!”
“Good morning, dear. Oh goodness that smells good, whatever you’re making, Kasumi-chan.”
She giggled from the compliment. “Oh it’s just something special I wanted to make for you since you saved me yesterday.”
She gave Taki a wink and walked to the kitchen sink to wash the dishes. Taki walked to the table and saw some tasty food dishes on the table. She gulped as her hands were moving towards the food. Music of comedic suspense was being played for the audience.
“And don’t touch the food! It’s still hot. You need to wait a bit, okay?”
"Haaaaiii..."
She turned her head from Kasumi’s warning, and began eyeing her wife sensually, from her shoes to the bow in her hair. The sounds of romantic music began playing as the camera zoomed into the bottom part of Taki’s face. She gave a full grin, revealling she had something very different in mind for dinner.
Kasumi continued cleaning dishes with a joyous humming. A dark silhouette grew behind her with large white eyes and a big naughty smile. Kasumi then realized that something was up. Before she could react, however, her breasts were groped by Taki.
“Oh I’ll say the meal is hot~!”
“T-taki-sama!!”
“What? I can’t resist, honey. You look so tasty and-” she stuck out her tongue and began licking her neck. “Sweet~”
Taki couldn’t hold back and began kissing more and more of Kasumi’s neck. Kasumi moaned and lowered her hands onto the sink to support herself, as she felt her lover's lips on her neck, and her hands on her bosom.
“Ca...can't you wait until tonight, my darling?”
Taki smirked and ripped Kasumi’s dress open while keeping her apron in pristine condition. “But I’m so hungry honey~ I haven’t [i]eaten[/i] since yesterday.”
She placed her hands on Kasumi’s exposed breasts. She let out a yelp feeling her lovers soft gloves play with her bosom. Taki pulled her back towards the table and spun her around to face her. She smiled seductively as she pulled the apron between her cleavage to fully see her amazing breasts. She lunged her face sucking on Kasumi’s nipples. She began moaning and tried to push Taki’s body gently away from her. It didn’t help since her lips were sealed onto nipples. The camera showcased this as Taki’s lips were pulling Kasumi’s nipples with her as she was being pushed back.
Kasumi let out a sigh and placed her hands to the side of her body. Taki took this opportunity to begin licking both of her nipples. Her saliva could be seen shimmering in the light of the kitchen. She then began giving kisses on both of Kasumi’s nipples making her moan even more.
“N-no fair, Taki-sama. Not only are you ruining your appatite, but you also destroyed my dress, again. You don’t see me ripping your outfits apart.”
Taki looked up at her hearing her statement. “Oh yeah~?”
“Um...er....yes?”
She grabbed Kasumi and placed her on the table with her boobs facing up. Taki took her hands and ripped her own blouse and bra to reveal her large aroused breasts. She took their playing to the next step by lifting up her skirt, and ripping her panties off too. She tossed them towards the livingroom, revealing her private parts to her wife.
“There! Are you happy, dear?”
Kasumi blushed but didn’t want to show her satisfaction to Taki. She gently turned her head in a mock miffed look, gently covering her breasts saying, “A-a little….”
Taki knew, however, she had won the argument by the way her wife's legs were squirming in desire. Taki spread Kasumi's thighs open wide to reveal her wet panties. She smiled and pulled those panties off, dropping them onto the floor with a gently whiff.
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Taki pulled Kasumi’s legs towards her so both of their snatches could touch. She began humping her while both of them were moaning. While they were having sex, the camera was recording multiple shots of their interaction together. Zooms towards their mouths panting, their boobs bouncs and crotches gyrating appeared intermittently on screen.
Taki looked down at Kasumi to comment, “Aren’t you glad I ate early?”
Kasumi shook her head with her eyes closed. “N-no. B-but don’t stop! I’m gonna….I’m gonna...”
Kasumi let out a loud moan with her squirting right into Taki’s cherry pie. The shot was slowed down to give the audience the feeling of Kasumi’s climax being large. Taki pulled back, admiring her lover’s cum juices around her slit and down her thigh.
“Well~ well~ Looks like I releived someone for the day….But-” She grabbed Kasumi’s body and placed her gently off the table and onto the floor. “I didn’t cum yet.”
She spread her pussy lips to reveal her inner lips and her clit and grinned at her submissive spouse, “Would you be so kind as to clean me and make me cum too~?”
Kasumi couldn’t think straight. She bowed in obedience and moved her face towards Taki’s special place.
She guided her tongue to collect as well as taste her squirt juices. After making her lovers legs sticky, she concentrated on Taki’s amazing pussy. A mini montage showed the viewers Kasumi’s multitude of tactics to pleasure her wife. Taki was blushing and gently panting. Right as she was hitting the right pleasure spots, Taki body began to shake. She let out a tiny cute moan as she held her pussy open.
Kasumi’s eyes were widen feeling her lover’s juices enter her mouth. Her mouth was filling as Taki didn’t stop. She pulled back not letting one bit drip down onto the floor. Taki gently grabbed Kasumi’s chin to make her look at her.
“Now don’t forget to swallow. That is some good stuff for you honey~”
Kasumi closed her eyes and gulped down all of Taki’s pussy juices.
“Good girl~” Taki knelt down and whispered to Kasumi, with the camera zooming in real close to Taki’s mouth and Kasumi’s ear. “We’re. Not. Done. Yet~”
Meanwhile, Fong was mesmerized by what she was watching. Her face was getting redder and redder as she was watching more of the porno.
Outside of the room had Minnie walked towards the vintage TV room. “Okay Fong I’m done with my meeting. Are you ready to-”
She stopped herself seeing her friend looking at the TV watching lesbian porn. Fong turned to her as the strap-on scene was playing. She quickly walked towards the TV and turned it off.
“M-minnie! I was just here and now I’m-” Fong didn’t continue because Minnie was growing a big smerk on her face. “Listen! It’s not what it-”
May's smirk became a grin showing her teeth.
“Are you listening to me!?”
She leaned up to Fong’s ear and whispered, “You loved it….didn’t ya~?”
Fong was distraught and starting to speak in English and in Chinese. Minnie laughed and patted her shoulder.
“It’s okay. We hall have these urges. Though I didn’t know you were into roleplay. You should of come to me and ask if I wanted to be the house wife. I can be oh submissive, my darling.”
Fong just started rubbing the upper part of her nose with her one hand.
As Minnie got back to normal, she gently placed her hands on her hips and smiled, “Well, lets go then, shall we~?”
Fong nodded as they both started their march to the exit. Fong couldn’t shack off what she had saw.
“No way….There’s no doubt that was Taki. If she’s there, then that means the other girls are safe too. But those people I’ve never seen before....”
Minnie opened the door giving Fong a big whiff of fresh air.
“Something is going on here. What the hell was Saya planning?"
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