And so came confirmation that a pair of heels would be kept. With that being the case, Yugi and half a dozen others would immediately sign themselves up for the show. He had another glance during that spin, focusing on the lowest part of Miko's body. "You can take my word on it then. When you go back, I'll swing by before I run off to eat Ari's ass or something~" he said, seeming amused by his own words. Of course, Yugi was also amused by something else going on. The Miko of modern day was already becoming quite the wet little thing. He could feel gratuitous amounts of moisture building around the cock that stroked between her breasts, and such only fueled the activity of his hips. In fact, Miko would find her head ensnared by Yugi's legs in a matter of moments ─ all to further enable a deeper, more forceful thrust. "Oi, oi! Don't get too excited, or you'll get me going!" he warned. As for the white-haired woman's experimentation, there were some choice words shared. Yugi had nothing to say about her process, but he did have a few words for her current plan."That so? Well if you're starting at the top, you're definitely finishing at the bottom. Might not make it very far down that list, though," he warned deviously.
Two versions of Kazuhiko were having very interesting struggles. The future version couldn't decide what to do about his assigned Boundary time or any potential bail. Based on the words of three wives, it seemed his best bet was to allow Miko's sacrifice. The only problem he had with that, was her being from a different time period. "I considered taking that deal just because she's from our past, but... wouldn't that be weird? I mean... you know," he said carefully, shooting a glance in the green-eyed woman's direction without another word spoken. At the same time, Kazu's younger self was shushed in a way that didn't matter to him at all. He was rising to his feet, pointing and gawking at the woman with the ponytail. Nearly in tears, he stumbled over feet and words alike. "You! But I... and you... and then..." It took several moments for him to get himself together, but soon enough... there was an excited utterance for the ages. "YOSH! I fucking did it?!" he exclaimed. "I fucking did it!" the older one chimed in, sharing his own excitement. The younger one was pointing between that same blonde and the green-eyed one. "So then that has to be... Oh, this is the coolest thing ever!"
All the while, the male pharaoh was enjoying the return of a proper ride from a woman who... was allegedly just choosing a pace. "You mean you were having a go," was his reply to her claim. Either way, the manner by which she bounced in his lap left no room for any real argument ─ or much rational thought for that matter. He did at least maintain the sense to continue discussions... somewhat. "Parties are good, yeah. Love a shindig. Why didn't Stacy call? She's got better timing than you lot."
Two versions of Kazuhiko were having very interesting struggles. The future version couldn't decide what to do about his assigned Boundary time or any potential bail. Based on the words of three wives, it seemed his best bet was to allow Miko's sacrifice. The only problem he had with that, was her being from a different time period. "I considered taking that deal just because she's from our past, but... wouldn't that be weird? I mean... you know," he said carefully, shooting a glance in the green-eyed woman's direction without another word spoken. At the same time, Kazu's younger self was shushed in a way that didn't matter to him at all. He was rising to his feet, pointing and gawking at the woman with the ponytail. Nearly in tears, he stumbled over feet and words alike. "You! But I... and you... and then..." It took several moments for him to get himself together, but soon enough... there was an excited utterance for the ages. "YOSH! I fucking did it?!" he exclaimed. "I fucking did it!" the older one chimed in, sharing his own excitement. The younger one was pointing between that same blonde and the green-eyed one. "So then that has to be... Oh, this is the coolest thing ever!"
All the while, the male pharaoh was enjoying the return of a proper ride from a woman who... was allegedly just choosing a pace. "You mean you were having a go," was his reply to her claim. Either way, the manner by which she bounced in his lap left no room for any real argument ─ or much rational thought for that matter. He did at least maintain the sense to continue discussions... somewhat. "Parties are good, yeah. Love a shindig. Why didn't Stacy call? She's got better timing than you lot."
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