In the game room, Miko finally ended her impromptu concert after one of many encores. A certain redhead was still watching and drinking as she shared friendly exchanges with the croupier at that roulette table. "Gah! Look at her! What's a guy gotta do to be smiled at like that?!" he griped, sloshing liquor over the top of his glass during a pointing gesture. Whatever her plan was, Miko would no longer be hanging around that table. Instead, she was headed toward the nearest VIP room. The bar he sat at was between her and her destination, but the male saw her pass him by. "Haah? I guess I should take that 'maybe' as a 'no' instead. Boss! Another! Depression strikes again!" he groaned.
All the while, Hiruko was having the time of his life plunging between Kaguya's legs. The casino's patrons could enjoy their random music show as long as they wanted; Hiruko preferred a different sort of music. The light creaks of a table, bed or other surface, the slapping of skin, and even that wet squishing sound from every thrust into a slickened hole gave him the greatest joy. Actually, he couldn't wait to blow his load inside this girl. That kept happening lately; maybe he did have a breeding kink? Kaguya had spoken of driving a lesson home at the start. Well, there was one way he intended to do that, and they'd only just begun. "There's only one thing I'm driving home today, Kayacchi. I'm not too sure I can fill your head with the right lesson, but I plan on filling something. You'll accept responsibility for your misdeeds, right?~" he teased while continually forcing himself through that strengthening grip, feeling ever more satisfied by its addition. "Even if you don't, I don't think there's much choice. It might be harder to pull out than it was to push in. Maybe I'll make a home here~"
All the while, Hiruko was having the time of his life plunging between Kaguya's legs. The casino's patrons could enjoy their random music show as long as they wanted; Hiruko preferred a different sort of music. The light creaks of a table, bed or other surface, the slapping of skin, and even that wet squishing sound from every thrust into a slickened hole gave him the greatest joy. Actually, he couldn't wait to blow his load inside this girl. That kept happening lately; maybe he did have a breeding kink? Kaguya had spoken of driving a lesson home at the start. Well, there was one way he intended to do that, and they'd only just begun. "There's only one thing I'm driving home today, Kayacchi. I'm not too sure I can fill your head with the right lesson, but I plan on filling something. You'll accept responsibility for your misdeeds, right?~" he teased while continually forcing himself through that strengthening grip, feeling ever more satisfied by its addition. "Even if you don't, I don't think there's much choice. It might be harder to pull out than it was to push in. Maybe I'll make a home here~"
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