Hanzo Shimada

"Always," he agreed, and pressed himself up, raising more of his weight off Abel's. "Speaking of which, once we've cleaned up, I will tell you all about your next assignment." Between the enthusiastic session of fucking they'd just completed, and Hanzo's quickly-forming plan regarding the enemy who'd so effectively raised his temper, the work day was effectively finished. In just a moment, he'd stand, and his little girl would dutifully bathe his cock with her tongue, cleaning it of their mingled fluids, before they could share a shower, and then begin plotting the kind of business that Clan Shimada did not make public.