"That's it, Yasuaki, work those legs! These boxes won't move on their own, you know!"
"You know Kasumi, maybe if you really helped me it would run faster ..." Yasuaki grunted harshly as he readjusted his grip on the rather sturdy box currently packed in his arms, his body slightly bent to avoid tipping over and spilling its contents on the floor as he narrowed his eyes at the smiling teenager looking at him sweating from behind the distant counter.
"That's why I hired you idiot, besides, I just got my nails done ~" The platinum blonde held up a delicate hand to reveal that her nails were in fact coated with a shiny new layer of shiny purple paint. "I'm sure you don't know how expensive a woman's maintenance is, because if you did, you wouldn't have dared to suggest such a thing." She lingered sarcastically, shooting a smug smile in response to her expressionless look for her somewhat lackluster reason to leave him with all the heavy lifting.
"Right ..." He shook his head and taking a deep breath, he managed to place the box on top of the others he was stacking, a thin layer of sweat running down his forehead as he took a moment to get some air. "We wouldn't want the princess to chip a nail at work now, would we?" He scoffed, taking a sip of water while Ino laughed to herself, clearly confused by her annoyance.
"Exactly! Look at Yasuaki, you have a little common sense after all." Kasumi laughed, leaning against the counter with his chin resting on his palms. "Keep it up and you can really get Strawberry's attention one day, although you probably have to get rid of the orange first." She murmured, rubbing her chin contemplatively as she looked him up and down. Even if they had all grown up a little since their pre-teen days, there were only a few things that would never change.
"I will give up orange the day you give up wearing purple!" He countered stubbornly, crossing his arms as he approached the counter and causing her to roll her eyes with her predictable response.
"I want you to know that purple is really the color of royalty and much more suitable than this ridiculous orange, besides, I totally rocked it!" She countered by defending her own choice of clothes with a furious look. "At least you had the good sense to add a little black to break the color a little, now it doesn't hurt to look at you." She kind of praised, kind of scoffed again, looking at him while shaking her head.
"If you keep making fun of my clothing choices, Kasumi, you may find yourself waking up with your hair shaved in the near future, you know." He snorted almost menacingly, but she didn't seem convinced just leveling him with a hard look.
"You don't have the courage to do that, I will kill you." She scoffed dismissively, knowing that although her blond colleague might have been a little bold, he still knew he shouldn't be messing with her hair. At least if he had any desire not to incur a visit to the hospital in the near future.
"You would try to kill me, but nobody just gets the prankster out of hell so easily!" He countered shamelessly.
"I didn't even know you knew what the word hurt meant." She shot back boldly, laughing at the pout he shot at her, the wind in her sails dying in yet another blow to her intelligence and she snorted openly as he crouched low in the corner, a dark rain cloud hanging over his head as he tried to poke on the floor.
"I hate you."
"You don't hate anyone, you big baby, now come on off, there are still a ton of boxes with your name on them!" She quickly shooed him away and quickly put a bright smile on her face when a new customer entered the store, leaving him to go back to work, albeit with strong protest.
He would scold Akiko-chan for giving him this job ...
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Kasumi breathed a sigh of relief when the afternoon rush finally subsided and the last customer of the day finally disappeared from view, allowing her to change the sign hanging on the door from "Open" to "Closed". Don't get it wrong, she loved people, especially the chatty customers who were always eager to share the latest gossip and juicy new rumors that spread through the village, which usually made boredom worthwhile. However, since her parents were on a recognizably well-deserved vacation, it was up to her to take care of the store and keep things running smoothly in her absence. This was usually no big deal, except that they decided to leave her to this job on her week off!
"This sucks ..." She grunted angrily, leaning her body against the counter with a deep sigh of frustration. Worse, she had to use her own money to ask for help because her father was too busy being dragged by his mother to finish the job she was supposed to do. A confused blast of hot air escaped her when she remembered the expression of utter confusion on her poor father's face as he tried to understand why his mother insisted that they travel all the way to the Hot Springs Mountains for a simple getaway instead. to go to one of the many resort towns within the borders of the Crystal Lakes Region. Cost versus quality arguments flying back and forth for hours before one side finally steps back and sees the reason.
That side, of course, being her father, since she doubted there was a soul more stubborn and uncompromising than her mother when she had decided something.
After all, it was her mother who stuck it in her head from a young age that purple was the color of royalty...
Lost in thought, she didn't see the figure slowly creeping up behind her, arms spread and fanged teeth glowing in the darkness as she approached her seemingly unconscious victim, just waiting to attack ...
"Boo!" A voice suddenly shouted behind her, mischief and amusement clear in her tone that left her equally irritated and amused by the childish antics.
"Nice try, Yasuaki, but I felt you coming a mile away." She scoffed and barely tilted her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye before pausing for a moment with the slightly distant vision that greeted her. Apparently, at some point in the day, her maid had discarded her signature brand jacket to beat the heat, leaving him naked in just a simple knit shirt not unlike what Sheik liked to wear under his vest. However, unlike her teammate who preferred looser clothes, Yasuaki's shirt visibly clung to its sweat-covered shape and she could clearly see the outline of stiff muscles flexing through the thin sheet material nearby while he breathed. He was in much better shape than she thought, a far cry from the skeletal runt he was before hormones worked miracles.
"Mhm, you could grind meat on them ..."
Her cheeks burned a little at the incredibly strange thought and she quickly averted her eyes from her stomach and to the opposite wall before he could catch her looking. It was about Yasuaki that she was thinking, for Kami's sake, he shouldn't be muscular and very hot! He was supposed to be an annoying, if not adorable and endearing idiot, who on the whole looked "good"!
Unaware of her thoughts, Yasuaki just frowned and snapped his teeth in annoyance. How could he forget that Kasumi was actually a decent sensor? If he wanted to sneak up on her, he would have to work harder next time.
"You can't even let me have a little fun, can you?" He grunted tiredly, falling into the seat next to her, apparently totally unaware of how her eyes didn't seem to line up with his while he rested on the counter to rest his aching body. "Anyway, those boxes you asked me to take care of were kept as you wanted and I also cleaned most of the back, although there is still a lot of dust piled up in the back that will need to be handled." He relayed giving an update on her work, since technically she was her boss until the mission was completed.
"Thanks for that, I really appreciate the help." She nodded, still giving him furtive looks when she was confident he wasn't looking. Honestly, she was just paying attention to what he was saying, since her mind was occupied with the much more urgent and somewhat revolutionary revelation that without being covered from head to toe with what was probably the brightest color ever invented. Yasuaki was really damn cute.
Wide shoulders, a slim figure, but clearly built, and a very robust face with a very strong jaw forming under the few remains of baby fat from his youth ... not to mention that he looked quite exotic to him with Bright, sunny hair made her own curls look bleached compared to those deep blue eyes that were always filled with joy or mischief. Not to mention those strange little tribal marks on his face ... she never admitted it out loud, but back when they were kids, a part of her just wanted to touch them and see how they felt. She used to think they were attracted to attention, but Sarumi had guaranteed that they were just a natural part of his face, which only added to her charm.
"Eh, it's not a big deal." Yasuaki waved at her with a smile and a nod. "Even if you're a little cruel at times, I'm still happy to help a friend, if I can."
"I don't want to say that!" Kasumi made a face, she was perfectly cool and presentable. She was just ... assertive and a little blunt at times.
"You made fun of me all day." He pointed softly, making her cough awkwardly in her arm and look away.
"I was just playing with you." She dismissed quickly, covering her embarrassment with her usual grace. "Although I kind of meant what I said about the clothes ... how are you really doing right now!" She admitted with some reluctance, as if she still couldn't believe it.
No pun intended too.
"Me?" He blinked and inspected himself for a quick moment, giving him another chance to drink in her shape, enjoying the way her body bent and squirmed as he examined himself. "Is that why you have been spying on me for the past few minutes, then?" He questioned her innocently and for a moment her world stopped. Her heart dropped like a stone to her stomach as what she had thought was a "discreet" look shifted from her abdomen upwards towards her face, where she was greeted with what was perhaps the most chuffed expression she has ever had to sharp dislike to see it stuck in your face. Cerulean orbs sparkling with amusement at their disbelief and growing mortification.
She was caught staring ...
"II don't know what you're talking about!" Denial was meant to be her weapon of choice because there were few other alternatives open to her at the moment. None of this would stop her from revealing that she was, in fact, examining him anyway.
He didn't believe she judged by her smug expression and in a spontaneously blatant move, he quickly vacated his seat and moved behind her, quickly closing the distance that separated them while she was essentially trapped between her body and the wooden counter now behind her. Her face got even redder, which Yoruichi would be very proud to see, since her embarrassment only increased with the new closeness.
"Are you sure? You can take a closer look, you know! ~" His wide smile was full of play and mentally he laughed to himself as he watched the unexpectedly shy, almost submissive response from one of the most domineering girls he had ever seen. known. He couldn't deny that it was very good to finally pull her arm after hours of being the butt of her jokes and he was happy to leave her with at least one point on his scoreboard. Annoyingly, it was only thanks to his trip with the famous "Super Pervert" that he managed to do this, since the Super Perverted Sage Mugni had done his personal mission to educate him on the "best points on how to deal with women", be it whatever that is and what it should mean. It is safe to say that most of the classes had come in through one ear and out through the other ... but that wasn't anything either.
If nothing else, he was at least comforted to know that Kasumi didn't have a punch that could break rocks in his back pocket, so he wasn't worried about being thrown through the nearest wall for a joke. A firm slap, perhaps, but it wasn't too bad.
However, while he was lost in his own thoughts waiting for an answer ... Kasumi was left to reflect on the situation she was currently in and cursing herself when it came to the uncomfortable realization that she wasn't exactly hating what was going on. now. Let it be known that it blossomed early and with that came an earlier interest in certain activities. Not that she really did anything to be clear, even she had her limits, but she had conducted some research and like any normal person over time she had developed her own turn-ons and fantasies that she kept under lock and key.
One of these fantasies by chance involved a scenario frighteningly similar to the one she was currently in, "trapped" by a handsome prince charming eager to claim his "princess", so to speak. Now Yasuaki may not have been Prince Charming by any means, but ... he wasn't that far from him either, at least, from where she was. Not to mention that he was not a bad guy ... known for being loyal, motivated, kind, playful and, if Sarumi complained during his team days, he held even the smallest piece of water, watching for flaws. All the things she found attractive about a man.
In addition, he was trained by a well-known super pervert and had a bit of history in the past for getting into trouble at the local spa. Maybe this week he could still be recovered, after all?
Yasuaki blinked in surprise instead of stammering a new series of apologies, Kasumi's panicked expression quickly turned into a confident, knowing smile, and before he could question the change, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck. Long, slender limbs were snaking through her ears and locking behind her head as the two of them were suddenly dragged down while she dropped against the counter. Instinctively, her arms came up to prevent him from crushing her under him, his hands hitting either side of her face as his own body was abruptly pressed firmly against hers.
What the hell happened ?!
"Okay, maybe I was looking." She admitted and immediately he noticed the soft, silky purr in her voice, the way she whispered almost stormily in her ear as flushed faces dangled just inches from each other. "This is a problem?" She asked playfully, flicking sensual lashes that left him unsure where to look so that the quick beat on his chest would subside and blood dripping towards a part of his anatomy that swelled slowly would quickly return to his brain and perhaps help explain how exactly they ended up like this. Unfortunately for him, there was nowhere safe to look. Her grip ensured that his gaze rested exclusively on her ...
And in fact, Kasumi was a sight to behold.
The pale, perfect skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight that she could peer out of the glass windows gave her an almost ethereal, unearthly beauty. Bright, half-closed eyes gleamed in the darkness, full of mischief, excitement and a growing desire that was almost impossible to miss, and it sent chills down his spine to have such a look focused entirely on himself. Pink, fleshy lips formed in a languid and provocative smile that exuded confidence and control framed by open strands of thin platinum that begged him to reach out and hold it so he could run his fingers through it for hours if he so desired.
She was charming, always had been, but he never thought to tell her that, since they were never her best friends.
So lost in appearance, he didn't realize that Kasumi herself had been a little stunned by the intensity of her observation. Granted a front row seat the way her eyes roamed the curves of her face, absorbing everything with a level of interest that she had never been treated before, leaving her feeling somewhat special, to be honest. Practically able to see a reflection of herself in its crystalline orbs, she could track exactly where he was looking all the time and her expressive nature made it painfully obvious that what he approved of what he saw, but even more than she could see. how they practically illuminated, no matter where he looked ... not just with a perverse desire, but with a genuine appreciation of his features.
"Beautiful ..." A faint whisper that left him didn't even seem aware that he had spoken, the word falling a lot like most of the things he said unfiltered, raw, the final culmination of his journey through its sprawling form summarizing your thoughts. Thoughts that she knew he meant in the most genuine way. He really believed that she was stunning and something about that frank honesty bothered her like nothing else.
It took less than a second to fill the gap between them, two pairs of lips once separated now mixed in a frenzy of passion, whence none could really say, but even if they knew it wouldn't matter, regardless of the blonde duo decided to open hand of words in favor of changing spit and dueling languages. Muffled moans and swallowed moans echoing softly through the empty store as the two approached in the darkness of the empty flower shop.
Kasumi squeaked in her kiss when she felt Yasuaki's hands start to move from her position beside her head, down towards her legs. His strong hands slid down her short skirt before sliding over her soft, silky skin, running pleasantly along the creamy outside of her thighs all the time, taking the time to squeeze the pale, downy fur appreciatively as he moved forward. Satisfied with her responsiveness, she happily rewarded his attention by spreading her legs wider for him, granting him permission to fully slide her body between the gap, removing any lingering distance and moaning when she felt her manhood slowly swelling beginning to nudge his moist slit under it now come out curled up. She practically growled in approval when he hooked his hands under his calves and stood up.
Tongues clashed and dueled between their connected lips as two dominant personalities struggled to claim new territory and make their mark on the other, but in what seemed like an endless conflict. Especially considering that neither of them seemed really interested in finishing the fight anytime soon, content to continue as long as necessary to crown the winner. However, the need for air would eventually replace their desire to consume each other and the two reluctantly parted with a loud crack, a single bridge of fused saliva connecting them for a brief moment before separating and the two of them staring at each other heatedly. each other for a moment, the shallowness of their breathing difficult the only source of noise between them.
"Do you do this with all your helpers?" He couldn't help asking, finally coming to his senses all the time the taste of wildflowers that was now imprinted on his lips continued to nudge the growing pain in his pants.
She laughed lightly and patted his chest, not very subtly sneaking in a quick palpation of his pecs as she looked at him in confusion. "Only this cute blonde, he's kind of stupid, but in fact he's a love. He loves orange and spicy food too much, maybe you've heard of him?" She joked and he rolled his eyes with his playful sarcasm, but he was secretly pleased with his response, something he made clear by slightly shrinking his still twisted body, gaining a little shiver of pleasure from the blonde when his length brushed his panty-covered center.
"I can meet the guy, but I didn't think he was your type."
She shrugged shamelessly and rocked her hips a little in retaliation, slightly clenching her connected groins and smirking as she watched him bite back his own moan of pleasure. "It was a surprise for me too, but life is full of surprises." She smiled and pulled him tighter against her, humming anxiously in the tent that brushed the inside of her thighs and her own dirty panties quickly. "Now, what about you and me continuing our work up there, do I have a few more jobs for you if you're interested? You'll be very well rewarded for your time, of course ~" She purred, pulling on her skirt to reveal her panties totally soaked and making it clear exactly what kind of work she had in mind.
"How could I say no to someone who needs help?" He snarled and with a single movement he easily pulled her up and into his arms, her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist as his hands fell to eagerly hold her generous ass, as well as support her weight, gaining a playful nip. in your earlobe. Kasumi who gasped slightly at the sudden change of position. The store was quickly forgotten by both parties, while the pair hurried up the stairs, giggles and soft moans disappearing into the night.
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The best choice I've ever made!
Kasumi screamed like a trapped pig as her legs trembled in ecstasy, the cause of which she was only with the three fingers currently embedded in her pussy now gushing through the thin pin that dominated her mouth and body as if it were her property at the moment. They hadn't even reached her room, and instead she was experiencing a taste of nirvana on her parents' sheets ... Yasuaki had found the first door she could and opened it with reckless abandon, without paying attention to who could. belonging, before throwing it on the floor, tearing off her skirt and anxiously returning to where they had stopped downstairs. The moment she realized exactly where they were, she honestly couldn't think she really cared, too caught up in the feel of her thumb forcing her clit into submission while her fingers worked in her inner garden, toiling the land, so to speak .
"Yes! Right there!" She moaned when his fingers brushed a particularly sensitive spot inside her and for a brief moment, her vision exploded into stars, her back arching and pushing her still covered breasts upward before her partner silenced her screams with another passionate kiss. His moans and screams echoed in her throat as her legs kicked and smashed under the belt when she felt him accelerate his thrusts, even when his vulva did, it's worse to hold your fingers within their limits. The wet noise that echoed through the room with each tap of her knuckles against the swollen lips of her vagina, along with her muffled moans of pleasure, created a sensual sexual symphony, one only reinforced by the smell of arousal now filling the chamber like a thick one. fog them up further.
With a loud snap, the two parted and she gripped the sheets so tightly that her knuckles turned white as a ghost, teal eyes rolling in her skull like a dam somewhere within her explosion, she let out a shriek signifying his release.
"OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUUCK! YASUAKIII!" She screamed and from above her Yasuaki quickly pulled her fingers just in time to see her shaky pussy unleash a thick shower of release of clear, shiny liquid, three powerful streams of sticky excitement coming out of her shaky vulva in a wide jet covering the sheets , covering your thighs and creating a dark puddle between your legs. He graciously gave her a moment to breathe and if she had the strength, she would have been grateful for the temporary postponement, but instead used the pause to get her breath under control and try to regain some feeling in her lower half, which was still recovering. from the rush of what was arguably the most difficult orgasm of your life so far. She had never come like this before, not once in her life and screw it if it wasn't a dream.
"You ... bastard ... you glorious bastard ..." She snorted and leaned back with a satisfied smile that let him know that there was no warmth behind her curses. "I don't know if I should kiss you or kick your ass for it."
"I prefer the first one if it helps you choose." He replied brazenly by giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, destroying her angry facade. He was too cute for his own sake, jumping from a sexual deviant to his usual stupid self at the touch of a button. If he kept it up, she might actually have to keep it to herself.
Hell if he could keep making her feel like she could still be with him.
"Yes, yes, yuck, you big mannequin." She snorted slightly, smiling slyly as she regained enough strength to push him down and start taking off his pants all the time, taking care to avoid the puddle of his juices that now stained the sheets on her parents' bed ... Kami , that thought that left her with her ears burning a little and she made a mental note to sanitize this entire room tomorrow. "By the end of this night, you'll be shouting my name, so enjoy it while you can." She snarled playfully, smiling as she managed to drag his orange pants down and toss them aside, leaving him with only boxer briefs.
The same boxers who were setting up a fairly large tent at the time.
Quickly pulling down the hem of the cloth, she gasped audibly when the fleshy shaft hidden within her swung greedily through the air once free of its limits. Thirty centimeters of solid rooster meat swaying proudly in the breeze and pulsing with rage, as if offended by the lack of attention she has received up to this point, eager to collect the late reward. She couldn't stop looking back and forth with pure disbelief between her smiling and embarrassed face and the throbbing piece of meat squirming between her legs.
Was that why Yoruichi was always passing out near him ?! How long had that bitch known about this beast and how the hell did she keep it a secret for so long ?!
Despite her shock, she was quick to focus, a spark of determination taking over her. She was Kasumi Nakama, she was not willing to give up on a challenge, not even one as ... tight as the one in front of her. She said she was going to make him scream her name and what the hell was that she was going to do!
"Don't think it changes anything!" She scoffed lightly, pushing the pulsing stick with her finger and tracing along the very visible veins that ran along its length, shivering with the heat that emanated from her as she looked at her owner. "Big dick or not, I'm still going to rock your world." She promised.
Yasuaki, for her part, only had time to nod before suddenly finding herself being ridden by her lesser lover, her eyes soon received by the pleasant view of her rearing and bubbling ass as she settled on top of her torso and stretched along the length of his body. Her legs resting on either side of his face as she used her feet to support his head, giving him a view of the front row of her brilliant rapture hovering just inches from his nose.
"That said, I'm still your boss today, so you're going to work too ~" She purred, seductively shaking her ass to lure him and hissing with pure delight when she felt his callused hands once again holding her tight cheeks, strong fingers holding the meat with force.
"Yes, boss!" He chirped playfully, making her laugh a little before turning his attention once more to the huge mass of meat that appeared before her.
Kami ... would that fit inside her?
Her inner doubts were alleviated a little by the sensation of something long and damp slowly creeping through the entrance to her damp cave, not too subtly reminding her that she didn't have all day to just sit and admire the view. Taking a deep breath and remembering some of the unsuitable children's books she kept hidden in a private corner of her room, she held the throbbing monster in front of her and tilted its bulbous tip towards her pursed lips. The musk that radiated was almost overwhelming, but it only served to increase the flow of excitement that seeped out of her insides as she tried to kiss his crown, tasting it briefly before parting her lips and allowing her head to pass through her mouth.
Below her, Yasuaki squirmed at the warm, moist sensation slowly enveloping his tool and he struggled to be quiet when Kasumi started to work on his shaft, the smooth scratching of his teeth just soft enough to add a little spice to the vacuum - tight suction. He may not have been able to see what she was doing, but he could very well feel it.
The sensation of his tongue swirling and curling around the head of his cock as she very slowly began to sink deeper into her throat was heavenly and he could only wish he was in a position to stare into those provocative eyes of hers as she descended on him. Still, she gave him a task of his own and so tight her grip on her deliciously firm but supple ass, he pulled her cunt to his own lips and in a single fluid motion buried her tongue deep into his soaked honey pot. The soft thighs resting beside her head squeezing tightly and the feel of her toes curling and flexing just behind her hair following suit as she pinned her legs in a tight grip, pinning him close against her groin.
Kasumi hummed pleasantly around the shaft currently buried halfway down his throat as the sensation of his tongue probing its folds sent waves of pleasure through his body, he left nothing unexplored and if it weren't for the large plate of meat that prevented it to do so, she had no doubt that she would have lived up to the nickname "Pig". Struggling hard to keep her convulsions to a minimum, she quickly launched into her own task and redoubled her efforts to place as much cock meat in her saliva-lined cave as possible.
Her lungs burned and ached when she finally tucked the rest of her tower into the comfortable recesses of her oral cavity, her lack of gag reflex coming in handy when she found her nose buried against his semen-laden balls, whose scent alluded to not very subtly from the foamy load that waited inside. Within the limits of her jaws, she deftly wrapped her tongue around her stick, absorbing its stiff taste and texture as she moved her head up and down the great axis. Occasionally, she was forced to drop her carnal lollipop to take a deep breath, but in seconds she was back, kissing and licking her way along the powerful tool.
Once again the smacking of moist lips and guttural moans of satisfaction reverberated through the room as the pair suckled and caressed the other, seeking that final impulse to the edge.
Kasumi smiled around his cock when he felt his blond companion begin to squirm within the confines of his mouth and his eyes fluttered as his fingers dug deep into the pasty flesh of her bottom, his suck on her vulva growing frantic and desperate when she brought him to the end. All the while she could feel the cracks growing in her own walls and a spark of competitiveness took her, she sealed her lips tightly around his cock.
She would blow it up first!
As if sensing his intention, she moaned in surprise around him when a stinging slap hit her pale cheeks and she mentally cursed as the cracks in her resolve grew with the sudden rough treatment, her legs shaking violently like the first waves of a new tide waves began to roll over her and in the final bet she began to hum around its length, the reverberation of her muffled music increasing her own pleasure and pulling it faster to its inevitable conclusion.
It was a photo shoot and neither of them could really say who came first, not that it mattered much, as they were both very busy dealing with the influx of sexual liberation expelled by their erupting sex partners.
Having already witnessed Kasumi's rather explosive orgasms, Yasuaki was only able to prepare for the flood that hit him, his mouth filling quickly with his partner's excitement when her body took over him. Her hips slammed against his face as she eagerly steadied herself against him.
Unfortunately for Kasumi, she was totally unprepared for the melting cream rash that exploded in her throat, the amount released easily exceeding what she could store between her swollen cheeks, and then exploded violently at the edges of her lips covering her chin and his. thighs as she struggled to swallow string after string of thick, milky substance. Still, she adapted quickly, and with tears in her eyes, she managed to lower what she could from the slimy torrent before finally pulling her head out of the spit-coated rod, her chest heaving as she gasped for a much-needed breath of air. . Releasing a small series of coughs, she rolled off him and fell to the side ... her head was swimming through a mixture of lack of oxygen and the tremors of her own sweeping explosion.
She never felt so exhausted and satisfied at the same time. Fuck the toys, she had everything she needed in him.
By the way…
She allowed his head to roll to the side and she immediately found his face smiling and soaked ... the smug bastard was so proud of himself!
"Not a single word." She snorted tiredly.
"I'm not saying anything." He laughed and lay down beside her, she could feel his arms snaking around her waist and she didn't fight much when he pulled her back against his broad chest, allowing her to rest nestled in his arms while his breathing steadied. He was so warm that she could have thought he was sick, if she didn't know for sure that he was almost immune to almost every known illness.
"You were thinking of something smart." She made a cute face, hitting him on the forearm, but made no move to distance herself from him clearly enjoying the hug. "And you ruined my top." She could feel the damp stains on her last remaining piece of clothing and knew that she would wash a lot of clothes in the next few days.
"Technically, you did that." He pointed blatantly, making her roll her eyes.
"Whatever it is." She pouted, it wasn't her fault that he came so much.
For the next few minutes, the two simply lay together in silence enjoying the brilliance of their little game / competition and the presence of the other ... but when she lay there, she acknowledged that she was not entirely satisfied with ending the night after a while head and some heavy making out sessions. She wanted the full experience, something to really remember tonight.
Adjusting slightly, she silently, but quite obviously, began to rub her exposed ass against him, making sure to tilt her cheeks to grab his withered member between her mounds of supple flesh as she gently rotated her hips and resisted his groin. . It barely took more than thirty seconds of expert booty play for her to feel a familiar hardness nestled comfortably between her pasty cheeks and that oppressive heat started to rekindle her waiting core, a new flow of arousal dripping down her thighs and along the bottom of its axis.
"I thought you were tired?" He half questioned half grunted when her grinding sensation once again ignited his own decaying passions and he rested a firm hand on his hip in warning. It would be criminally easy to hit her in that position, but he was also well aware that not everyone would be able to keep up with her and he didn't want to hurt her.
"Oh, I am." She would have the best sleep of her life after tonight, no doubt. "But I didn't come here to stop before the main event." She purred with renewed energy, continuing her grind as she played with her eyes towards her. "Besides, I still have a promise to keep, so I hope you can continue ~."
He patted her and leveled a defiant smile on her way. "Are you sure you can handle this?"
She gave him a cheeky smile in return and nibbled on his ear, her breath running hot along his skin as she whispered the words that would put the final nail in his doubts.
"Break me, big boy ~"
Who was he to disobey her orders?
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"YES! YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME MORE DIFFICULT! SO SO!"
Maybe telling him to break it wasn't the smartest idea in retrospect, but it sure looked like it was. She had long ago given up trying to suppress her voice by alternating between unintelligible chatter and piercing screams as she bent and scolded like a red light district prostitute, the only sensations that were still registered for her was the sensation of that monster cock of his reshaping his guts with reckless abandon while the loud thump of his hips hitting his now cherry red ass mixed perfectly with the stud's grunts trying to make a hole in his cervix and his own wonton screams and squeals of sexual happiness.
Yasuaki himself grunted like a boar as he tightened his iron grip around her waist and continued to beat the woman screaming under him like a drum. Her plump ass shaking helplessly in the air as he pummeled her vulva without mercy and her smile was absolutely fierce as he took her tearful pleas for him to ruin her further, taking her already frantic drilling much deeper. The palm of his hand descended like thunder over the bands of flesh swaying in front of him and he reveled in the high-pitched moans that echoed from his lungs with the slight shock of pain that blended perfectly with the pleasure, causing her to tighten. wonderfully around it.
Her toes curled up as she was literally fucked on the mattress below, the wooden headboard banging loudly against the walls with every bump of her injured hips and she was loving every second of it! The sensation of his protruding length hitting her inner walls like a bull in a porcelain shop made her see stars and every now and then he picked up the pace just enough to make her practically breathless as if he were fucking the air immediately from her. She sank her teeth into the well-soaked sheets and stifled another scream when another numbing orgasm tore at her body and her strength failed ... but she didn't collapse as expected. Instead, her push was keeping her body suspended in the middle of the fall and soon it was gravity doing the shit as she bounced up and down like a beach ball.
A very attractive and awesome beach ball, you see.
"Fuck it! Yasuaki don't you dare stop fucking meeeeee!" She cried out as he took her by the arms and pulled her up, forcing her chest up as he repositioned her to better withstand the seemingly endless attack on his now ruined garden. The new angle forced his cock to scratch his insides in all the best ways, rubbing hard against his most sensitive spots, causing his eyes to roll inside his skull in pure happiness as he continued his attempts to plunder the depths of her drooling cunt . Naked breasts swayed wildly in the moonlight, and her soft golden glow revealed her drunken expression to the world, her tongue hanging loose from her parted lips.
Was it possible to be fucked to death?
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"Yes, Daddy! Divide me like this, make me your bitch!" She moaned ravenously, her thoughts blurred as she was bent into her new position. He forced her against the wall, her breasts grew against his sweat-covered chest as he put her leg over his shoulder and headed for the city in his drooling cunt. She could barely hear the sound of the photos hanging on the walls shaking as her ass was plowed against the plaster wall, but she didn't care, it was drowned out by the damp slap of her balls impacting against her vulva as he sank inside her with every movement of her. your hips.
Her lips clashed in a violent display of passion. Teeth and tongues colliding as her routine continued unabashedly, while at her feet pools of combined sexual fluids roamed across the room marking the path of her frantic heat. She screamed when a particularly violent impulse from him triggered her once more and she found herself clamped tightly to the wall as her spasming cunny released another glorious discharge around her positioning member, the flow of fluid coming out lasciviously from the edges of her folds. stretched as she once again lost all sensation in her legs and had to be supported by her partner still pushing.
And to think that the sweet and adorable idiot was capable of that ... he would definitely need a day off tomorrow ...
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"You like that, you're not a big boy ~" Kasumi purred as he mounted his new girl toy like a stallion, the loud applause of his generous booty hitting his hips filling the air between the wet crush of her pussy being impaled on his spear. This time, she set the pace and eagerly jumped on her prize using her chest to steady herself while he kept a firm grip on her hips in an effort to take her further down his length. She could see the way his eyes followed her hanging breasts and with a teasing smile, she leaned forward so that they hovered just above his face.
He didn't need any more invitations and she moaned happily as he quickly began to work on the sucking and teething of his beasts, his mouth forming an airtight seal around his pink rosebuds, bathing them attentively as she continued to tap and grind your way down from your tower pulse. She hissed in pleasure when she felt her teeth scrape the sensitive stems and combined with the sensation of her bulbous head hitting the walls, it wasn't long before another wave of release gushed over her hips in heat. Still, she held and worked her hips like a dancer, wrapping her around like a corkscrew to shove as much of his cock into her as she could.
As if she was feeling her exhaustion, she cried out again when Yasuaki took the lead by wrapping his arms around her waist and keeping his body locked against her chest. Grabbing two handfuls of her bubbly ass, the pair roared in unison when he started hammering on her almost worn pussy, its folds opening like smooth butter as he stabbed repeatedly in her womb. She smothered him between her breasts and held him tightly as the stars shone at the sight of her and her vagina flexed and curved to accommodate the thrashing beast within its walls, she could feel his tongue and teeth sucking at her skin and hands massaging her. The. cheeks. Through the haze of her own pleasure, she could barely feel that monstrous penis contracting as it plundered its depths, its violent vibrations signifying the release of entry and unconsciously she did her best to tighten control over her plundering member.
She wanted her cream filling, she needed it!
She didn't have to worry about losing, however, since it looked like her toy had no intention of unloading its seed anywhere else, except inside her comfortable cave. Her body shuddered and shuddered as the melted cream erupted waiting for her, its walls swelling slightly with the rich, slimy stream quickly covering every inch of her garden of love. She screamed to the heavens when the sensation of his release triggered hers and the two explosions of fluid clashed between her molten sexes before finally the capacity of her vagina was satisfied, the excess liquid ejected into the ruined sheets below.
Practically comatose in her arms, she still couldn't deny that this was the best choice of all ...
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"I came to a decision."
"Oh, really? And what would it be?" Yasuaki asked happily, laughing as he ran his fingers gently through her hair, the normally silky curls were now matted with sweat, but he paid no attention and did so anyway, earning a low murmur of approval to Kasumi nestled in his chest. This was not the result he expected when he took on this mission, but it was certainly much better than he expected.
"I'm definitely keeping you." Kasumi declared, tracing circles along her chest as she bathed in the brilliance of her mischief and the heavenly sensation of her fingers massaging her scalp. Whatever the flaws of her blond companion, he more than made up for with his skills as a lover and a downright adorable potential boyfriend. "I don't care if Strawberry has an attack, you're mine now, period." She wasn't asking him, she was telling him.
Kasumi would not be Kasumi if she wasn't aggressive like that.
He smiled and held her tighter, enjoying the feel of another body pressed comfortably against hers. "I don't know if you're going to decide that." He laughed and he could practically feel his pout in his resistance to her claim. "I think I need to be more convincing before I agree." He said, giving her a teasing pinch, making her snarl playfully in return.
"Oh, really ~" She sat up, shivering slightly, since he was still trapped inside her at the moment, and met his playful gaze with a competitive one. "Well, my parents shouldn't be back until the end of the week and I still need a lot… a lot of help ~" She buried her face in the curve of his neck and he had to bite his tongue to avoid moaning at the sensation of her lips dancing in your neck. "Maybe I can convince you with a few more rewards for all your hard work ~"
They both knew exactly what she meant and if he was being honest ...
He was totally in agreement with that!