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"Nya... you don't have to do that." You question her in the darkness.

"Nya, Nya...." You take that as I know, I know.

"Do you know what your doing?"

"Nya...." No, huh.

"Well... it's complex but... guys, when their... excited about a woman they get hard down there... and I'm not very good at this. But you should only do those things- well... when you love someone." You try your best to explain it to her but Nya cocks her head to one side in question.

"Nya...Nya!" But I do, is what you make of that sending a ripple through your body but your not sure if she really knows what love means. You gave her everything you could, a better life out of the kindness of your heart but you don't think she understands kindness and love; how many people had she spent with before she met you.

"Nya... you-"

"Nya." Before you can finish Nya finds herself under the covers again as you feel her tiny hand clasped around your dick.

Sighing with relief you find it pointless to try and stop her, after all the time you spent with Nya her will power as grown greatly; even if you tired to stop her you would probably end up hurting her. Instead of trying to resist any you lay back and let her do as she wants; Nya is clumsy, you can tell she has never done this before but her smooth hands feel amazing as they dance around your shaft. She playing with more than actually jerking you off but you're not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

It goes on for quite some time and with years of practice you have been able to hold of for cumming longer than the normal person but even you have a limit to where you can hold back.

"Nya... I'm gonna... its gonna get messy... maybe you should mo- move!" You climax coating the inside of the sheets and Nya in your hot seed.

"Nya!...Nya?" Once the shock wears off from the surprise attack from your seed shooters she seemed more amused than sacred.

"Sorry... should have, ahhh-" You groan as you feel a warm wet tongue slide across your shaft dick. You weren't expecting this at all but its amazing; her tongue is unlike other women's, longer and able to make moves that another could not.

Licking away your dick before hard again in seconds as she works around the head of your dick in small circles, moving down slowly it slips down from your head till it reaches the base of your dick. After a few more minutes every inch of your dick is covered her warm saliva as she inches out from under the blanket and lands on your chest. Her breath is coming in ragged while her face is wet and sticky but your heart pounds in your chest at the sight of her.

"Thank you... Nya...." Its been awhile since the knot in your back eased off but the stresses you held before seemed to melt away, it had been awhile since you last jacked it, with Nya always at your side it was hard to find a free moment where she wasn't there.

"Wait... I got it. Cracked power, first of the first, the bank of winter, under her skirt, next to red, 4435. Help will be given to those who seek it...." With all the thoughts clouding your mind it was so hard to think clearly but now you know.

The room glowed softly with opening the phone you open the world maps and searching carefully across the map till you find D.C.

"Cracked power."

Moving down you find the Potomac river.

"Bank of winter, George washington's crossing."

"Under the skirt. Is under Alexandra, the city. So its south of the river...and next, to, red.... Indian head...." It was a small area along the Potoamc river, you're not one hundred percent sure but given the clues it all seems to make sense.

"Thank you Nya... you helped more than you know." Even though her face is still covered with your seed as she tries to lick it off you pull her into a long kiss as small moans escape through her lips.


You awake next morning feeling more alive than you have in the last few weeks, as if all your strength has come flooding back to you, once again you feel something moving under the covers and a warm tingle coming from your crotch.

"Oh Nya." You laugh happily as you lean back enjoying her wet tongue licking you over.

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