Naota unsteadily got to his feet on Haruko’s broad hand. He was still wobbly from his experience in not one girl, but two. His first trip had been less eventful and satisfying as his second. He hadn’t really thought about how he was inside Haruko’s ass, but rather her intestines. Reflecting back on his steady trip down her back passageway, Naota felt a stirring in his flaccid penis.

“Is baby getting a second wind,” Haruko teased in her baby voice. Naota quickly coved himself up with his hands and turned his back to Haruko’s face. Blushing intensely, he grumbled about annoying women.

“Awww, don’t be that way Tak-kun,” Haruko cooed. She brought her telephone pole sized finger to Naota’s head and nudged him in the chest. “You know I love getting a ‘rise’ out of you.” Naota huffed, he knew what kind of rise Haruko was talking about and he didn’t like it.

“Ummm, if you’re not going to use him, then I still got an itch that Naota can scratch.” Ninamori leaned back into the couch, arrangement her self so her leaking cunt was exposed. Naota peaked at the pink hole and felt a twinge of lust over where he had just been. Inside Ninamori, it had been slower and more peaceful then it was with Haruko. Whenever he was inside Haruko, small or large, anus of cunt, his trip had been rough and fast, barely giving him time to smell the roses or if the case may be, the pussy juices. He longed for the soft sensual feel of delicate lovemaking.

“Hold your horses monkey,” Haruko snapped, using her nickname for Naota’s race the first time that night. “I’m going to use him and it is going to be the roughest, most wild ride in poor Naota’s life.” Naota gulped, the last part was meant for his ears. He forgot about Haruko’s nasty habit of listening in on his thoughts. Now, she was going to do everything in her power to give him the time of his life, whether he wanted to or not.

“Get ready Tak-kun, you’re going to be getting to know my insides very well,” Haruko laughed evilly. Her hand clutched him and began the task of bringing him to her crotch. Naota saw her waist pass him by and found himself in front of two dripping lips that looked hungry for him. Gulping, he closed his eyes and waited to be mercilessly shoved into the oozing crack.

Knock Knock!

“Fuck!” Haruko swore. She looked down at her tiny Tak-kun and then towards the door, then turned to Ninamori. She couldn’t get the hugely endowed girl to get the door because her breast would definitely get noticed. She had no idea how to reduce them, but Haruko knew how to deflate her own. Growling, she tossed Naota towards Ninamori, who happily took back her new dildo. Haruko’s walked over to where her shirt was on the floor and even as she reached down, her chest started to shrink down. Grumbling, she walked the door while buttoning up her shirt. She might have been promiscuous, but she wasn’t so much of a slut that she’d flash someone her boobs. At the door, she stopped in mid reach for the doorknob. If the person behind the door was trying to sell something or a Jehovah witness, then Haruko was going to go ballistics. Better get out her guitar out first so she was ready to break some heads. When the weapon was out, she pulled the door open and stuck her head out.

“This had better be good.” At that moment, a gun pointed strait at Haruko’s face and she stared dumbly into the barrel. Ninamori and Naota heard the bang from the living room.