"Yeah, something like that. Gotta keep your ace handy, or you'll wish you had it," Kazu preached in agreement. If ever he found himself needing to masturbate, he'd be ready. Besides all that, he was probably going to need an additional memory chip for all the inappropriate photos he'd taken today alone. Adding the memories he'd undoubtedly collect of Angelica and Sakura as well, it would really help clutter to bring about some separation. Moving on, a surprise picture was taken, and the surprise was flipped in the other direction. Miko threatened the opening of a box, but Kazu was well beyond that being a viable threat. "I don't think so, Annie. I did everything I had to do today~" he claimed. If she had a box to open, he silently dared her to open it. Angelica was safe, and he no longer felt that incessant pull of the Nexus in such a violent way. It still lingered as if trying to keep in contact with him, but there was no gravity to it. As for being tagged in Miko's pictures, Kazu took a moment to think while sending over the image she requested for personal use. "Uh... what was it? Shit, it's been ages..." he mumbled. Luckily for him, none of those memories from this life were gone ─ they just took a bit of sorting. "Oh! SutaRaito. That's my handle for everything."
Rough? According to Sakura, Ryohei was being rough. She showed no dissatisfaction with his demeanor, however. No, she seemed infinitely pleased... and it seemed Ryohei didn't care either way. "Urusai! You're here to fuck; cut the shit!" he said while pushing forward into her womb. As if to enforce his words, Ryohei jerked Sakura's hair and slapped her ass. She'd receive exactly what she allegedly wanted: rough treatment and a session solely dedicated to getting the job done in a very cardio-intensive way.
Rough? According to Sakura, Ryohei was being rough. She showed no dissatisfaction with his demeanor, however. No, she seemed infinitely pleased... and it seemed Ryohei didn't care either way. "Urusai! You're here to fuck; cut the shit!" he said while pushing forward into her womb. As if to enforce his words, Ryohei jerked Sakura's hair and slapped her ass. She'd receive exactly what she allegedly wanted: rough treatment and a session solely dedicated to getting the job done in a very cardio-intensive way.
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