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Nemuri was being suffocated by the thick dick invading her throat. Her eyes squinted until only the whites of her pupils were visible. Her cheeks bulged out as the length forced its way deep inside.
Her head was still being pushed down hard by Tsunade's hand.
"Hey, bitchā¦ don't you ignore me," Tsunade said.
After saying that, she stopped forcing Nemuri's head down and removed her hands.
"AUUUUUUUUUUGHā¦!"
Nemuri felt the brutal thickness and length of the cock stretching her esophagus, making it impossible for her to breathe.
Even after Tsunade removed her hand, Nemuri didn't pull her head back. She kept her mouth wrapped around it, stubbornly holding on because she wanted to keep feeling that overwhelming sensation.
Tsunade watched her and scoffed.
"Reallyā¦ such a bitch," she muttered as she saw Nemuri trying to endure it.
But before Nemuri could actually hurt herself, Maki's hand grabbed her face and gently lifted her head, pulling her mouth off his cock.
"Nem-Nemā¦ you're going to hurt your jaw again and then blame everything on me," he said.
"UUUuuuUuuuUckā!"
"Cuffā¦ cuffā¦ cuffā¦ cuffā¦!"
Nemuri coughed loudly as she struggled to compose herself and suck air into her burning lungs.
"UUUuuuUuuuUckā!"
"Hah~ hah~hah~hah~hah~hah.."
She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling rapidly, showing just how deep that thing had been shoved down her throat and how hard it was for her to breathe afterward.
Nemuri finally lifted her head and glared at Tsunade.
"What the fuck was that for, you bitch?" she demanded.
"What do you mean?" Tsunade replied calmly. "You clearly wanted more."
She looked at Nemuri's exhausted face, a smirk spreading across her lips.
"You're no good. You can't even suck properly."
"Hmph." Nemuri snorted. "You're just jealous, freaky mama's bitch."
Tsunade lightly tapped her forehead.
"Enough with your childish bullshit. Just give me the address of this condo."
Nemuri snorted again and crossed her arms, but she still told her the address.
Tsunade picked up her phone and sent the location to Shizune.
Maki was simply watching the two women throw insults at each other.
Then he asked Tsunade, "Tsunaā¦ do you want me to come along with you?"
Tsunade looked at him and could tell he was worried.
"No need, Danna. It'll be fine. I don't want you getting tangled up in that stupid place."
She leaned closer to him and pressed her cheek against his cheek, her arms resting comfortably over his wide shoulders.
"Okay," Maki answered.
"Don't worry. It won't take long," Tsunade continued softly. "And sorry about my mother. She's kind of hot-headed."
"Like you, bitch," Nemuri said from the side.
Tsunade ignored her this time. All her attention stayed on Maki.
"No, it's alright," he said. "Wellā¦ what should I gift her? I doā"
He suddenly stopped.
Because he realized something.
He didn't have a single fucking coin.
"Fuckā¦" he muttered inwardly.
Tsunade couldn't figure out what he was thinking or why he suddenly went silent.
But Nemuri did.
She knew exactly what Maki was thinking.
So to ease his mind, she spoke up.
"Sis Tsunaā¦ tell him what aunt actually wants."
Tsunade didn't understand what was happening at first, but when she heard the word gift, she paused.
Maybe he was asking what her mother liked so he could bring something to leave a good impression.
But Tsunade knew exactly what her mother wanted.
"Dannaā¦ mother doesn't care about gifts," Tsunade said. "She'll definitely ask you to fight her. She'll want to see how strong you are. That's what she wants. Not some gift. A test of strength."
She stared directly into his eyes, watching carefully for any reaction.
Then she heard his deep voice.
"I understand."
He leaned forward slightly and kissed Tsunade on the forehead.
She didn't see any change in his eyes, but his voice had sounded different.
"Don't worry about her," Tsunade said quietly. "Whatever she says, I won't care. So just relax."
Nemuri watched the two of them.
She smiled.
Then she teased Tsunade again.
"What a womanā¦ falling in love with a man you just met and acting like a slut."
"Like hell you know anything," Tsunade shot back.
But the truth was that no one really knew what had happened.
No one knew why she had fallen for him so quickly.
Not even the narrator who thought he understood everything that was happening right now.
No one knew.
Only Princess Tsunade herself knew what she was truly feeling.
Maki looked into her eyes.
Then he simply nodded.
He didn't give an answer.
Just a quiet nod.
Nemuri was naturally disappointed by that cliffhanger. She could push things further if she wanted, but tomorrow she had to go back to UA and do her job. And if Tsunade didn't heal her tonight, she would definitely end up bedridden again the next day.
She also knew Tsunade's situation was far more complicated.
She knew how long Tsunade and her mother had wanted to leave that place.
After all, she was Tsunade's sister.
So she didn't think about it too much.
But in her mind, another big plan was already forming.
She couldn't help licking her lips.
Tsunade then wrapped her arms around Maki and hugged him tightly.
Maki returned the hug.
As they embraced, their lips pressed softly against each other, feeling the warmth and softness that only the two of them could feel.
It was a passionate kiss.
One that no words could properly describe.
One was a woman who had been searching for an answer her whole life and felt like fate had finally handed it to her.
And the other was just a mindless fool who didn't even understand why women kept coming to himā¦ and falling for him.
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