Both Hiruko and Sakura knew a number of skilled physical combatants, but she divulged no information about who made her list. No matter; he didn't have it in him to care about those things now. His shirt was thrown to the floor, and Sakura wasn't even waiting for his pants to drop before reaching out to touch him. "Feeling impatient, Sakucchi? I guess I should be a bit quicker~" he said flirtatiously. Sakura claimed to like the way he spoke to her; she kept saying things like that. As for how he'd actually be viewing her work, there were some options ─ all of which were incredible. "I've seen a lot of angles of you so far. An angle I don't enjoy, isn't possible," he assured. As Sakura currently sat at the edge of the couch, he could say there was already an enjoyable angle fitting her recent description. With that being the case, he supposed neither of them had reason to complain... especially given the smile on Sakura's face once she aided in the lowering of Hiruko's pants. With a matching grin on his own face, Hiruko reached out to place a hand against the crown of her head. "It is difficult. Even looking at you right now, I'd say you might look a little too comfortable to move. We've got plenty of time to try everything at least once," he affirmed as his full, swollen member jutted out toward Sakura's face.
Two dicks, two faces. Kazuhiko had already become lost in the proverbial sauce, discovering the ridiculous technique of one Totsuka Chika. He wasn't even sure it could be called a technique, or if it was just random. Whichever it was... he liked it. All those seemingly purposeless movements did away with any expectations, except one. When his hips pumped forward, he was permitted access. When he retreated, the suction seemed keen on pulling him right back into the previous motion. "Guah─!" was one noteworthy sound passing the lad's lips as he bucked more ferociously, just once. The aftermath of that outburst resulted in fingers digging into the pink-haired girl's bottom. His phone fell, but that was fine, as he would soon be using that hand for its forefinger ─ which would be entering Chika's birthing canal posthaste.
Two dicks, two faces. Kazuhiko had already become lost in the proverbial sauce, discovering the ridiculous technique of one Totsuka Chika. He wasn't even sure it could be called a technique, or if it was just random. Whichever it was... he liked it. All those seemingly purposeless movements did away with any expectations, except one. When his hips pumped forward, he was permitted access. When he retreated, the suction seemed keen on pulling him right back into the previous motion. "Guah─!" was one noteworthy sound passing the lad's lips as he bucked more ferociously, just once. The aftermath of that outburst resulted in fingers digging into the pink-haired girl's bottom. His phone fell, but that was fine, as he would soon be using that hand for its forefinger ─ which would be entering Chika's birthing canal posthaste.
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