Ayame - Sex-Combat!

In this world, it's fuck or be fucked.

Those were my sensei's words when I first began my training... too bad she's the one who got fucked by me in the end, teehee!

It's nice to reminisce, but my butt's getting a little cold, sitting on this rooftop... I glance down at the street below, having to lean forward a bit because my huge boobs just kinda make it hard to look straight down.

"Hmm, things are always so quiet at this hour! Can't stand it..." I talk to myself, whining a little in frustration while one of my hands instinctively slides down between my legs. "Haven't had a proper fight in a while... geez, what's a girl gotta do?!"

As I keep on complaining while panting as I idly masturbate, I finally notice... someone, turning a corner to walk down the deserted street. A new opponent?! "Oho, mysterious... you'll do just fine." I mutter to myself with a giggle, jumping off the building and landing unscathed in the middle of the street, a small crack on the ground forming under my bandaged feet. "Hey there! Taking a walk all by yourself?" I wink, standing up with my hands behind my back in a cutesy pose.