Tsunade shot him one last glare before huffing and shifting back between his legs. She grabbed his thick rod with one hand, intending to squeeze it playfully hard to get back at him.
But the way the swollen head twitched so eagerly in her palm made her hesitate.
It looked so sensitive… so eager… so cute.
She sighed softly, took a calming breath, and tugged her bra slightly forward.
With ease, she positioned his girthy cock between her heavy breasts, letting them envelope him completely in soft, pillowy warmth.
She'd done her homework, literally. After promising him a boob job, she secretly bought a book to study how it's done.
With a dab of spit, she slicked the tip and the valley between her breasts, then began to move, pressing her tits together and bouncing them rhythmically up and down along his shaft.
"Ugh…" Haruki groaned, head tipping back as waves of pleasure surged through him.
Her soft, bouncy marshmallows wrapped tightly around his cock felt divine.
The smooth friction, the warmth, the light jiggle with each stroke was all overwhelming.
Tsunade noticed his reaction, and her lips twitched into a small, smug smile. She had never exactly loved her breasts. They were big, too big and often drew annoying stares and unwanted attention. She used to wonder why other women envied her so much.
But now she understood. Now, she could see why these things were considered deadly weapons.
'Making him feel this good… it's kind of addicting,' she thought as she watched his cock throb between her breasts, beads of pre-cum trickling down his length. She squeezed her boobs a little tighter, licking her lips without realizing it.
'F-fuck, they're heavenly...' Haruki groaned, eyes glazed with ecstasy.
Even though her technique was still unpolished, the raw sensation was miles beyond anything her hand could do.
On her end, Tsunade furrowed her brows as she looked down at his pulsing cock. 'Even with my boobs, I can't cover it all?'
Her chest was a 106.
Her tits were practically legendary. But still, the angry, leaking tip kept peeking out from the top with every bounce.
'I knew his dick was massive but… this is ridiculous.'
And then the thought struck her.
'If this were to go inside me…'
Just imagining it made her body shudder involuntarily. Her thighs pressed together as a strange heat pooled between them.
She bit her lip. 'Shit… will I even survive it?'
'Still, I'm the legendary medical ninja… a proud member of the Senju Clan,' Tsunade thought, trying to reassure herself as her cheeks burned with heat. 'There's no way I'll die from having sex… right?'
If Haruki had heard that thought, he would've burst out laughing, teasing her endlessly with that cocky grin of his.
Shaking her head, Tsunade pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the task. She was going to give him the best damn titjob she could manage, even if it was her first time.
She leaned forward slightly, letting her heavy breasts fully press and mold around his thick shaft. The skin-on-skin contact was hot, slick with spit and pre-cum, making every stroke feel like velvet sliding along his length. Her nipples, stiff and flushed, occasionally grazed against his shaft as she bounced, sending small sparks of arousal back into her own body.
She found a rhythm, tight and slow at first, letting him savor the way her breasts wrapped around him like warm, squishy heaven. Then she sped up, slamming her tits together around his cock and making wet slapping sounds echo through the room. The soft, juicy impact of flesh against flesh added a lewd rhythm to the scene that made her ears tingle.
Every time she glanced up and saw the raw desire in his eyes, it made her want to do better.
She began adding little twists, tilting her shoulders to rub his cock at different angles between her breasts. She would slow down to tease him, letting the tip of his cock poke out between her cleavage and giving it a tiny kiss or a playful lick, before plunging him back into the depths of her pillowy valley.
"You're really… gonna make me lose it…" Haruki groaned, his voice husky.
Tsunade smirked a little, sweat forming at her brow. "Heh… didn't think my girls could do this much damage, huh?"
But in truth, she was getting more into it than she expected. The thrill of seeing him fall apart… the way his cock twitched helplessly with every bounce of her tits… it awakened something deep and feminine in her.
After a long, teasing session, Haruki finally lost control. With a deep groan, his body tensed, and thick ropes of hot cum burst into the air, each shot more forceful than the last.
Tsunade saw it coming, literally, and instinctively tried to dodge. But just as she moved, Haruki reached out and pressed her hand down, pinning her for a split second.
It was enough.
The first jet hit her cheek. The second landed across her lips. And the third… right between her eyes.
"Haah… fuck," Haruki exhaled with a satisfied shiver, watching the mess he made on her flushed, stunned face.
Unlike before, this one was on purpose. He knew full well what he was doing. Knew there'd be hell to pay. But the image of Tsunade, panting, her beautiful face painted in his release was too much to resist.
When she looked up, eyes narrow and lips trembling, he didn't even try to play innocent. He met her furious gaze head-on.
"DO YOU REALLY WANNA DIE—!" she started to yell.
Splurt!
The last rope landed on her forehead like a cherry on top.
Her aura shifted instantly. The air grew heavier, like the calm before a storm. With slow, terrifying grace, she reached up to wipe her face, her expression dark and unreadable.
Haruki's instincts kicked in.
Before she could lunge at him, he zipped forward, scooped her up like a sack of potatoes, and threw her over his shoulder in one swift motion.
"Wha—Haruki! You pervert! Put me down! You're dead!"
"Nope. Can't let you kill me yet. I'll take responsibility!" he grinned as he sprinted toward the bathroom.
"You wish! I'm not stopping until I snap a bone or two!"
"Ma'am, please… show mercy to a poor man who only wanted to honor your beauty," Haruki pleaded dramatically as water began to run in the shower.
Tsunade, still hanging over his shoulder, shouted, "Honor!? That's what you call cumming on my face!?"
"It's a very traditional form of worship, I swear!"
"Then pray for your life."
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