...sed him as she giggled, "C'mon, Ichigo...isn't it more exciting when there are so many people watching us?"
"Oh, you think this is funny, you little cock-tease? Let's see how you like it." Ichigo looked around to make sure no one could see his left hand as he snuck it between the folds of her kimono and onto her silky thigh. He began rubbing circles, inching his way slowly toward her hot, wet center. Rukia's breathing hitched and finally halted as his fingers found her. He ran two fingers from her wet opening to her throbbing clit and back down again.
He massaged every inch of her swollen flesh but refused to linger on any one spot. Rukia squirmed mindlessly, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she bit her bottom lip. "Ichi...please," she begged as the hand he was absently stroking against her folds teased past her clit yet again.
Ichigo finally took pity on her and slid his two fingers inside her while his thumb rubbed lazy circles around her clitoris. When Rukia moaned lustily, a couple passing by on their horses stopped. They could only see Rukia's back, therefore they had no idea what Ichigo was doing to her. "Is that girl alright?" The woman asked with a worried expression on her face.
Ichigo smiled sadly at the couple, never ceasing his assault on Rukia's dripping pussy, "My lady is not well...we were in town when this illness suddenly overtook her. I volunteered to bring her home and her travel...