Continuing to work with Dave on a punching drill, Riku said, “The second style we practice is Shotokan, which is a slightly more modern form of karate-do. It was developed as a merger of several older Okinawan styles, including Shorin-ryu karate. Unlike Shorin-ryu, Shotokan does emphasize strength in its stances, trading the ease of motion for increased power to the user’s strikes. Sensei trained exclusively in Shorin-ryu as a boy, but then traveled to mainland Japan as a young adult to broaden his horizons, learning Shotokan in the process. As a result, our dojo is a perfect blending of these two styles.” “And all this training helps with sorcery, too?” “Of course!” Riku laughed. “Every karate student here is also an apprenticed sorcerer, but here in Japan, sorcerers often send their apprentices to one of the dojos dedicated to the art of sorcery as well. Once their students understand the basic principles of sorcery, a deep study of karate-do will threesome enhance everything they are capable of tenfold.” “I assume that sorcery is not widely known of outside the community of sorcerers?” “Yes, as I believe it is in most countries around the world. Either the Hardcore sorcerers have decided to remain underground so to not alarm the general public, or sorcery is not practiced at all. The latter of these is particularly common in lands ruled by dictators, such as North Korea or Venezuela.” “Why is that?” Dave wondered. “I’m sure there are individuals intelligent enough to access their whole minds, right?” “Oh, there are individuals in these lands with great magical potential, yes, but there is nobody to teach them or foster the traits necessary to make a great sorcerer. One must have a natural curiosity for the world around them, or at least a strong spiritual core. But a dictator wishes to quash these notions, as they distract his subjects’ attentions away from their leader. Anything that breeds hope of something greater in the world or a desire to learn of things different than what is familiar cannot be allowed in such countries. It is a sad truth…” “Political oppression destroys so many opportunities,” Dave agreed. “Indeed. Anyway, you seem to have an incredible innate blowjob knowledge of our art already, so let us try a kata. Katas are sequences of karate moves strung together to simulate some sort of combat situation. In essence, they are a controlled means of learning different combinations of moves.” Dave followed along with Riku’s movements, stringing together kicks, punches, and blocks in an intricate dance. His stance and direction seemed to shift with every move he made, almost as if he really was surrounded by attackers, but this was not the point of the kata. Dave soon realized that the point was rather to build muscle memory, both in his body and mind, until the combinations became as second nature to him. All the while, Riku watched him out of the corner of his eye. “Most impressive,” he said to Dave as they finished. “If I did not know better, I would ask if you had previously studied karate.” “I haven’t,” Dave admitted. “But part of asian it may have been ingrained in me from my time as Merlin’s apprentice. He drilled me in magical cumshot combat, and even forced me to improvise self-defense strategies on the fly.” Riku’s jaw dropped at this. “You were apprenticed to Merlin ?! Sensei told me you and Maddie had some adventure in the past with Nimue, but to actually learn from the greatest sorcerer of all time?! “Yes, Stephanie, but I want to be with you anyhow.” She defiantly had a preference for strapless for her under garments but that was not what caught his attention. I see her butt, and her pussy too. I forgot to turn my head and the cumshot first shot landed Hardcore on my cheek. The quartermaster laid a Kimber 84M Mountain Ascent rifle on the counter for my inspection. What could I do to deal with an entire horde of insects. I said also in a serious voice, “You understand what I mean Mariana, you who said you are partner with Nicole and she is your best friend, beside you know everything about me.” It was getting late and we crawled into the warm bed blowjob and snuggled. I had never felt a cunt this tight before. Hank snickered and got up and closed the door. So, she took some of his and her cum mixture and anointed the asian anus and his cock with it. I bathed it with my saliva and pulled on it with my teeth and he squealed with delight. "This is disgusting." but her voice wasn't hard and angry, instead it was hushed and shocked. After a couple of dances – I’m sure I’ve heard somewhere that you should always dance at least two songs with each partner – we were interrupted by Natalie and the old man and so we swapped back. I clung to that thought as I abandoned the vows of my order, and gave in to the depravity of my flesh. “So you’ve done anal before then Dani?” Will asked. Brandon ran his hands up her sides and back, caressing her skin as they kissed. Even as they kept moving somewhat, I managed to let my tongue out and then it got onto her left nipple every time it swung by it. The spinners spun, and soon the big one stopped on Abby with no surprise. Her fingers parted her pussy lips. It wasn’t an invitation threesome to travel to visit the guy.