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Chapter 92: Sarada and Sakura (18+)
🕑 Added 2021-06-18 18:46:48 +0000 UTCMother and daughter are completely nude. Throwing off their rags, they seemed to have thrown off the masks of decency and all moral shackles. Sexuality, never before seen, surrounded their stunning bodies. An obscene haze escaped their indecent lips, driven by fervent desire. Glittering beads of sweat, succumbing to the hot atmosphere, rolled down their perfect curves. The spectacle is overly amazing and bewitching.
Sakura sat down on the cold family bed and let out a bitter sigh. For several years now, the man has not touched these snow-white sheets. Only the obscene aromas of their sole owner were in the air, at the moment when her playful fingers approached a small wet bead, just below the navel. But, oddly enough, Sakura's face did not even flicker a shadow of a smile, even the anticipation had not appeared there for a long time, only sadness and some kind of irritation.
The kunoichi bit her lips and began rubbing her wet pussy furiously. No sexual movements, as if she wanted to finish quickly, so she connected the other hand, slowly massaging her back hole with a wet finger. She acted from experience and knew her weak points perfectly, thereby trying not to waste time. Pink thin marigolds already habitually penetrated deeper, forcing the hostess to emit muffled moans.
"Again ..." - somewhere deep, the girl's bosom suddenly began to throb and then itch unpleasantly. Sakura herself did not know how long she lived with this, how long this test lasted. She simply could not drown out this itching, no matter how hard she tried ... One of the saddest moments of her life was just this feeling. It seemed that at the moment when the bosom decided to show her its desires, not only an obscene sexually, but also a dark shadow full of disappointment crawled over Sakura ... Kunoichi closed her emerald eyes and continued to play with her lonely pussy with a feeling of sad loneliness.
While Sakura indulged in sweet and at the same time sad joys, Sarada settled down under the warm stream of water in the shower and did not rush at all. Unlike her mother, for whom self-gratification has become a routine for more than twenty years, Sarada's experience is ridiculously small - she did it for only a year, so she tried to stretch the pleasure when the moment was right. But, even today, she had a special day ...
Unwittingly, she began to remember all the events bit by bit. Training, his words ... More often than not, the face of a significant person for her flashed ...
"Seventh..."
She was thinking about him. Naruto filled her thoughts with the same stream as trickles of water poured deftly along Sarada's graceful curves.
- Ahhh ~! - the fingers themselves went down to the wet little place and took up their obscene business. The girl began to bite her lips and moan ...
- Okay ... Se-seventh ... Ahh ~
His naked torso, his gleaming abs covered in beads of sweat ...
- Ahh ~
Everything that happened then was filled with obscene thoughts of Sarada ... Gradually, they only became more depraved. Who would have thought that such a young girl would have such a violent fantasy ... In her thoughts, Naruto not only kissed her, he quickly penetrated her panties, right there, in that forest ...
- Yes ~ More ~
At that moment, instead of a simple workout. Before she had time to stick out her tongue, he grabbed it with his lips, penetrated under the clothes, pulled off the bandages and began to pinch the excited nipples. Unwittingly, Sarada's thin fingers approached precisely their little mounds:
- Ahhh ~ C-seventh ... I'm very sensitive here ... - biting her lips, the girl's fingers only accelerated:
- Ahhh ~ I'm your student! Yeah ~ Kiss my tongue, mm ... - the wet lips of the kunoichi stretched out in a lustful grin, and she began to pinch the left papilla harder.
Following this, Sarada began to furiously move her fingers, often squeezing her little clitoris, it was no longer clear whether her pussy was splashing or whether it was uncontrolled streams of water that turned her games into a real splashing fountain. However, it didn't matter anymore ...
Sweet Uchiha quickly fell to her knees, rolled her eyes and let out a drawn-out groan:
- Aaaahhh ~ S-seventh, I waaaaaa ~!
She hadn't finished so much for a long time ...
Like her daughter, Sakura also reached the finals. But, unlike Sarada, she did not shout someone else's name ... Just trying to imagine the moment with Sasuke, but, in the end, thoughts only blurred, and the bosom continued to pinch from this pulling emptiness. It's like a stomach piercing the nerves with pain, every moment it gets worse ...
Finally the clitoris throbbed, the pain intensified, and pleasure barely touched her mind. Like a candle in a storm, it went out the moment the spark flashed. It was not like an orgasm, but rather delaying another attack of pain ... For this reason, Sakura could not stop herself, she just needs to do it every day in order to have the strength to live.
Stretching out wet fingers in front of her face, the kunoichi stretched the viscous strings of nectar, bit her lips and sighed sadly:
`` It hurts again like a blade in the stomach ... Why ... Sasuke ... I'm so sorry ...
She knew very well, even if he came back, this pinching feeling in the womb even he could not extinguish. No matter how many times she persuaded him to be more active with her in those days, he could not do anything ...
"That is why he will never know ..." - how could she tell her beloved man that he is not able to relieve her of pain? Unable to light her flame? She couldn't do that, and the pain kept growing ...
Tears gathered in her attractive emerald eyes. Alone in the family bed, naked and hot, now she looked more beautiful and defenseless than ever. Sakura involuntarily touched the small diamond on her forehead:
- I can handle it ... It's okay. He will return. Sarada grew up to be a good girl, what more could I dream of? All goes to good...
Mother and daughter and their naughty secret. Even Sasuke didn’t know about Sakura’s hidden side, much less Naruto. But how long can they hide the truth?
