Turning back to the freeze frame, he was still thinking of Kasumi’s innate strength, when his stare saw something else about her pussy. “Damn! You’re still a virgin.”
“Oh, my, of course,” she acknowledged the borderline impolite word, since it related back to sex, if only voicing its absence.
It was Rick’s own fault. That was how he had thought of the eldest Tendo girl, and the PC had taken it literally. For all he knew, when he took her cherry, it would regenerate the hymen. Well, that was something he felt free to reprogram, if he had to. It prompted him to begin a list of possibilities. As he retrieved and started the laptop, he told her, “Go ahead and have another orgasm. This one we can enjoy together.”
“But don’t I have to, uh, “recover”, as well?” she asked, wishing to pull her hand from her soaked lap.
“Women can have multiple orgasms.”
“We can?” Her lovely, brown eyes widened some at this piece of sex ed. “And men can’t? That seems unfair.” Why should women not be allowed to take a break from sex like men, her tone said.
Rick, of course, saw it as unfair for the opposite reason. “You’re right. That’s something I’m going to change. Go ahead, work yourself up to another cum…” He picked up the remote, and put the current view of her pussy on the screen. “Go ahead,” he encouraged. “I can type and watch you cum at the same time. We can always go back and see what I may miss,” he said, holding up the remote, before placing it within easy reach.
Kasumi gave him a weak, though still beatific smile. Diddling herself was not her idea of enjoyment; doing it because someone else wanted her to, that was her true pleasure came from. His (masculine) presence comforted her as she resuming something she found comforting only in the physical sense.
Dividing his attention, Rick brought up the template the computer kept of him, and typed on the PC
Wed Mar 25 10:09:29 2009