Hard Deepthroat [RMichiko]

Returning to the lounge chair, Ryuki cleaned up after her, a puddle on the cushion evidence of her pleasure. He organized the space and went back to the pool, testing the water. He added some muriatic acid, trying to ignore his hard-on until Michiko returned. There wasn't a lot more he could do to the pool. It was about as good as it was going to get.

He looked at it and felt proud of what they had accomplished.

"It's a miracle, Ryu." Michiko said, walking up beside him.

"Just hard work, we did well." Ryuki turned and took her in his arms. "Feeling better now?"

She grinned. "Much. That was pretty crazy, wasn't it?"

"To say the least. You're a little firecracker, aren't you?"

"I guess maybe I am. Surprised the hell out of me." She took him by the hand, dragging him back to the shade of the porch. "Time's running out," she said. "I'll feel horrible if I can't do something for you before you leave."