"Will you promise me you'll get better so you can show me how much you love me?" Uneme kissed Ukyo's lips once more. "You will never have to hide your feelings for me anymore." What about Sam?" Ukyo replied."He knows I love you. Sam loves you too. All three of us can love each other... Will you promise me you'll get well?" Ukyo nodded and Uneme kissed his forehead. "When you're well," Uneme cooed, "I'll show you how much I care for you." Uneme smiled, released Ukyo's hand and slid the paper screen shut behind him.A few days later, Ukyo was up and about, patrolling and training with more vigor than ever before. When Ukyo emerged from his quarters the first person to greet him with a hug was Uneme followed closely by Samanosuke. The three of them did their patrols together, trained together and loved together. For Ukyo, there was no greater moment in his life. Late one evening, while resting on his tatami mat reading poetry by the light of a lantern, Ukyo heard a soft knock outside. I shook my head. I pulled out my cock, and jacked it hard. How'd I get so lucky.I pulled into my property and parked under a huge maple tree.When I got inside the house, I heard jazz echoing off the high walls. Miles Davis' Kind of Blue. The music came from the kitchen. I found my wife, Karen, in there, surrounded by grocery bags, and stirring a pot. The place was a wreak."Karen?" I said."Oh. Hi, Steve," she said.She had on a blue dress with white, lacy trim. It complemented her chocolaty dark skin. She looked like a black Betty Crocker, or maybe it was a young, hot Aunt Jemima."What's the occasion?" I asked, and moved behind her, pulling out her hips and holding them firm. I shoved my crotch into her and bent over to kiss her neck. She laid down the knife."Can't a wife cook for her man?" she said. Her smile broadened, and she turned her cheek to me. I gave her a big one under her ear, and kept my lips there.Her body smelled of cinnamon and apples. I squeezed her large tits, one.
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