Morning sunlight blazed through the curtains, flooding the bedroom in molten gold, the air thick with jasmine and the raw musk of Minato and Mikoto's passion.
Their naked bodies were fused in the bed's center, skin slick with dried sweat and cum.
Mikoto lay cradled in Minato's arms, her head under his chin, dark hair spilling over his pecs, one leg slung over his thigh, her cum-drenched pussy grinding against his hip, leaving a glistening trail.
His arms hugged her tight, one hand gripping her ass, fingers sinking into the plush flesh, the other squeezing a heavy breast, the soft mound spilling over his palm, his cock soft but thick against her thigh.
"Mmm… ahhhh…" Mikoto moaned in her sleep, her nipple throbbing under his fingers, her pussy twitching.
In the velvet chair, Fugaku sat, eyes locked on them, his cock rock-hard in his trousers, a wet patch forming. He had watched Minato fuck Mikoto to oblivion—her squirting, her screams, her cunt stretched wide.
He accepted it: Mikoto was Minato's, her pussy and soul claimed, and it burned a submissive arousal in him, his silence a testament to their dominance.
Minato woke, his cock stirring as he felt Mikoto's heat. He hugged her tighter, crushing her against his chest, his hand on her ass squeezing hard, fingers digging deep, spreading her cheeks.
"Mmm… morning, love…" she moaned, eyes fluttering open, a sultry smile curving her lips.
"Ahhhh…" Her pussy ground harder against his hip, squirting a hot dribble. "Mmm… fuck me… ohhhh…"
He kissed her sloppily, tongue raping her mouth, his hand on her breast squeezing brutally, fingers sinking into the soft, heavy flesh, making it bulge and spill, the skin flushing red.
"Mmmph… ahhhh…" she moaned, arching into his grip, her nipple caught between his thumb and forefinger, pinched and twisted.
"Ohhhh…" He squeezed again, harder, the tit jiggling wildly, then released to watch it bounce, only to grip it tighter, fingers spreading to claim every inch. "Mmm… yes… ahhhh…" she moaned, her pussy gushing onto his thigh.
Fugaku's cock leaked, his eyes wide, his arousal throbbing at Mikoto's moans and the way her tits deformed in Minato's hands, her pleasure a silent flex of Minato's ownership.
Minato's other hand joined, squeezing both tits, lifting them, pressing them together, the flesh merging into a deep cleavage, nipples grazing.
"Mmmph… ahhhh… fuck…" she moaned, her pussy farting softly, cum dripping. "Ohhhh…" He kneaded relentlessly, fingers sinking deep, the tits reddening, jiggling with each pulse, nipples rolled until they swelled.
"Mmm… ahhhh…" she moaned, pushing her chest forward, offering more.
Minato's cock hardened, slamming against her pussy. "Mmm… inside… ahhhh…" she moaned, her leg lifting to splay her cunt.
He rolled her onto her back, his cock plunging into her cum-soaked pussy with a wet schlick, stretching her gaping walls.
"Ahhhh… so fucking full… mmm…" she moaned, her pussy clenching, cum and squirt splashing.
"Ohhhh…" He thrust hard, hips slamming, his hands mauling her tits, squeezing in brutal rhythm, fingers digging so deep the flesh spilled, tits bouncing wildly, nipples pinched raw.
"Mmm… ahhhh… yes…" she moaned, her moans a pornographic chant.
Her pussy squirted in arcs, soaking his abs, the schlick-schlick obscene. "Mmmph… ahhhh…" she moaned, her tits jiggling in his grip, reddened and swollen.
He squeezed harder, lifting one tit to his mouth, sucking the nipple, biting down, his other hand crushing the second tit, fingers spreading to grip the full weight, the flesh bulging.
"Mmm… ohhhh…" she moaned, her cunt spasming. Fugaku's trousers were soaked, his cock pulsing, Mikoto's raw pleasure a silent testament to Minato's mastery.
Minato flipped her into cowgirl, her pussy impaling his cock, the schlick-schlick louder. "Mmm… so deep… ahhhh…" she moaned, grinding her clit, her tits bouncing in his hands as he squeezed, fingers sinking into the soft undersides, lifting and releasing to watch them slap down, jiggling.
"Ohhhh…" He pressed them together, thumbs digging into the flesh, nipples trapped and twisted. "Mmmph… ahhhh…" she moaned, squirting onto his cock, cum frothing at their join.
He pulled her into missionary, thrusting balls-deep, his cock battering her cervix. "Mmm… love you… ahhhh…" she moaned, kissing him, tongues thrashing.
"Ohhhh…" His hands never stopped, squeezing her tits in relentless pulses, fingers clawing, the flesh reddening, spilling, jiggling with each thrust, nipples bloody from pinching.
"Mmm… ahhhh… cum in me…" she moaned, her pussy fluttering. He rubbed her clit, squeezing her tits tight, the flesh bulging between his fingers.
"Ahhhh… cumming… mmm…" she screamed, her pussy exploding, squirting in hot floods. "Ohhhh… Minato…" He roared, his cock erupting, thick ropes of cum flooding her womb, overflowing her gaping cunt. "Mmm… yes… ahhhh…" she moaned, milking him dry.
They collapsed, Minato hugging her tight, his hands still squeezing her tits softly, fingers tracing the bruised, flushed flesh, nipples throbbing.
"Mmm… breakfast… ohhhh…" she moaned, her pussy dripping cum. They rose, Mikoto in a sheer robe, tits fully exposed, nipples hard, Minato in loose pants, cock bulging. Fugaku followed to the kitchen, sitting silently, his cock aching.
In the sunlit kitchen, Minato ate rice and fish, Mikoto on his lap, robe open, tits glistening with sweat. He fed her a bite, one hand squeezing her left tit, fingers sinking deep, the flesh spilling, nipple pinched and rolled until it swelled.
"Mmm… ahhhh…" she moaned, grinding her cum-filled pussy against his thigh, cum leaking. "Ohhhh…" His other hand crushed her right tit, pressing hard, the flesh bulging, then releasing to watch it jiggle, only to grip again, fingers spreading wide, kneading the soft weight. "Mmmph… ahhhh…" she moaned, her pussy squirting onto his pants.
He squeezed both tits, lifting them, pressing them together, the flesh merging, nipples grazing, then released to watch them bounce, gripping again, fingers digging into the undersides, lifting and slapping them down.
"Mmm… ohhhh…" she moaned, her moans a constant stream, her pleasure a silent flaunt. Fugaku's trousers were drenched, his cock untouched, Mikoto's raw ecstasy a wordless contrast to his stillness.
"Gotta hit the office," Minato
murmured, squeezing her tits one last time, fingers clawing deep, the flesh reddening, jiggling as he released.
"Mmm… take me… ahhhh…" she moaned, kissing him sloppily. He hugged her tight, hands lingering on her tits, thumbs brushing her nipples.
"Mmm… ahhhh…" Fugaku watched, his arousal a throbbing ache, his silence a tribute to their passion. Minato left, Mikoto's tits bruised and tingling, her cunt dripping, her heart Minato's, Fugaku's gaze their erotic harmony.
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