[... Maybe it was inevitable that she would inherit that from her father - or from them both, since Junko wasn't entirely sure that her mother didn't enjoy the same thing. It probably accounted for at least a third of their sexual chemistry. Somewhere big, though? Maybe it's a little sad that she can't really think of anything bigger than the department store she'd let Yamato bang her in.]
As long as they don't take pictures! [But she can't really hide how exciting the idea is, how it's enough to make her gasp a little desperately, edging closer to another orgasm. They're apparently endless with him.] You're the only one who gets those.
[... Would Yamato mind that? Well. He'd have to get over it. Her mate came first whether he really liked it or not.]
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As long as they don't take pictures! [But she can't really hide how exciting the idea is, how it's enough to make her gasp a little desperately, edging closer to another orgasm. They're apparently endless with him.] You're the only one who gets those.
[... Would Yamato mind that? Well. He'd have to get over it. Her mate came first whether he really liked it or not.]