Her App's History Provides A Convincing Arguement.

Naomi had been completely accommodating after 'cleaning up' both of you, to lay down with you on top of her in a ‘prone bone’ mewling as your recovering cock rubbed on the wet folds of her entrance. Human mattress acquired, you perused message history of the app Aki had created debating if you wanted to take up her offer and curious about everything which had been created by the 'one handed' written change.

Something you had to give her was the app's UI was amazing, letting you easily sort by criteria, then even open up a another menu to search by tags and all sorts of organizing methods. It had a gallery mode of all the pictures she'd sent.

It was packed with images were of stunning vistas paired with Aki posing with her sexy body in outfits tailored and themed to the location to arouse or stir the imagination.

One such instance was from several months ago, a ‘tearful’ message about a networking trip to the UAE to meet with emirates and profuse prostration in text and vows to make up for her absence.

Which was followed by pictures of herself and oldest daughter(Who’d changed and inherited her new ‘father’s’ looks) at secluded meetings and dinners that had smoking hot models in attendance for herself and the emirates, in every picture there was an odd amulet that rested prominently on her vast tracts of land. It seemed like casual ease for her to be rubbing shoulders with ruling class, as in the photos they were clearly enamored by Aki’s presence, charisma and beauty to silently go against social convention to meet her.

Each of those pictures of her wearing light seductive smiles and powerful men were juxtaposed by ruthlessly disparaging messages tailored for each of them.

Despite being just text Aki’s disgust for them felt tangible, where as you read her words it it felt like your phone projected the aura of her derisive feelings.

Out of the networking dinners and meetings her highest praise for some was.

‘If the right woman was found, he could perhaps produce a daughter worthy to gag on your cock master.’

‘This one is smart enough to be useful as a governor.’

God damn, she was vicious, cementing the wholly different personality from her source material.

That utter savaging of the men came a simple text saying she’d secured her room from anyone unworthy to listen, scrolling down came a tonal shift whiplash as your cock leapt back to life, your cock head swelling to nudge at Naomi’s slit as it throbbed.

Your co-worker quietly raspily moan and jerked underneath at your pricks touch on her privates.

Stuffing the feed was pictures and videos of those hot models from the dinners in Aki’s hotel room naked or dressed in slutty clothes making out with her older daughter, suckling on the ‘father’ and daughter’s fat tits in reverence and growing more sexual from there.

A video had several of those models crawling toward Aki’s spread legs and bare pussy a chair on their hands and knees acting like pets as they leaned into Aki’s hand caressing their faces leading them to Aki’s shaven mound to lap at her flower petals competing to be the one pleasuring her the most with adoring looking into the camera.

Underneath you Naomi cutely whimpered as your stiff cock pressed into her hot sex.

Your next favorite had Aki two fingers knuckle-deep in a tight snatch and the camera angled so the young model face of ecstasy and her own with that amulet dangling from her neck was in the frame. Turning down the volume you listened to what audio as your sexy ‘boss’ slid her fingers in and out of another woman’s pussy.

“Tell the camera who you want to fuck you slut~” Aki’s voice was pure husky sex.

“M-master I want your masters dick!”

Kissing the young woman’s cheek she groped the model’s perky tits. “Master who?” She question.

“Master Haverty!” The model managed to get out satisfying Aki.

“Good girl, now cum with his name on your lips.” Your **** commanded sending the model into a pitched orgasm with your name on her lips.

You felt damn hot from your aroused and horny, and not just from Naomi wiggling her butt on your dick coating your it in her liquid desire. Which even exhausted you returned the act by humping her back as you watch Aki’s and her oldest daughter dominate women into begging for your cock with accomplished smiles.

You grunted as you felt Naomi’s fingers slip between your bodies.

Those creeping warm fingertips barely reaching your shaft acted as guides for your cock when your next shifting your human bed placed your weight behind your angled prick penetrated the lusty Asian librarian enveloping your tip in her.

“Hahhh~” Naomi made a fulfilled carnal sigh of pure bliss. Underneath you she sounded so happy at your every unconsciously shift in your excitement from the contents of the app shallowly fucking her pussy.

The best came last as Aki said she had her makeup gift for her absence.

It was a Arabic fantasy in a tent in the desert away from the meetings and people.

Many of the models from the videos and pictures before appeared dressed in sheer harem and belly dancer outfits forgoing any underwear underneath as they suggestively lounged on the pillows on the tents floor. Their poses accentuating their bare breasts, nipples and wet pussies behind the colorful thin gauzy fabric that clung to their bodies, some playfully groping each other or making out on the floor.

In the center surrounded by the scene seated on a throne was Aki in similarly scanty egyptian inspired dress, its white translucent top stretched taut to contain her massive tits that her out of place amulet rested on top of. Between Aki’s legs and under the short dress hem was blue hair on the back of her daughter's head unmistakably eating her ‘father’ out in a **** outfit.

Standing out was a collar and leash around her neck and she held in the palms of both hands offering it towards the camera was the leashes handle. Her bedroom eyes held a sly edge to them that shone through her rapturous smile.

‘A woman who rules, is still nothing but your ****. All that is hers is yours.’

The hotel room videos were an appetizer compared to the production value as Aki didn’t spare any expense in the camera work or ‘set’

You couldn’t help feeling restlessness, but your body struggled to muster the energy to pump your hips into Naomi’s backside in your anticipation, bouncing them on top of her in your shallowly fucking of her with your cockhead that sawed back and forth in her quim.

But your body didn’t agree as the steam to continue faded leaving you restless and hard inside Naomi, then another option came to you as she rocked her hips to get you a little deeper.

“Naomi could you handle moving for me? I’m completely exhausted.” You heave, as fatigue creeps deeper into your muscles. Why are you so tired?

A sharp surprised sound escaped her as she hadn’t been expecting to address. “Of course Mister Haverty!” Naomi answered with the most excitement you’d ever heard from the librarian.

In the next moment her hips jerked in excitement as she took you as deep as your odd angle allowed as she began rocking her whole body back and forth underneath you to fuck herself on the top couple inches of your cock. Her mousey moaning adding the perfect sensual backdrop to Aki’s ‘Making for lost time porno’ that you returned to scrolling through.

On your phone you watched Aki seat those women in her lap, her hands roam over the nubile bodies of the models. Over their skin and under their clothes judging them as she made them moan in ecstasy.

Groping the girl in her laps round bubble butt in one hand, you watch Aki’s place a finger to her full luscious lips thoughtfully. “It’s big, with soft that your fingers can sink into and be that sexy cushion for your hips.” Aki’s hands move to rest on the Arab model hips and she thrust her hips up to slap against the tush she’d been groping, Aki’s perky mountainous breasts bounced in the action and wobbled as they came down.

“Nice wide hips on her to your to hold when your-” Aki bounced the model in her lap imitating the act of sex, Aki’s heavy tits bounced with the other womans own smaller ones. “Savagely fucking her.” Aki breathy praised as with her hands turned to the woman into a sweaty trembling mess.

Wantonly Aki tongue swirled around her desire soaked fingers washing the other woman's taste off with her spit to throaty sounds of delight. “I think she’s a worthy candidate master~, I’ll keep her number in case you want to try this desert rose for yourself!” Aki happily said to the camera.

You grunted and groaned as Naomi plunged your cock into her sex and rubbed her firm round ass on what couldn’t reach inside her as sexy scenes. Aki and her daughter offering critique of the models as they aggressively dominated them, yet Aki’s interest was squarely on fantasizing how you’d fuck each of those women.

Hissing your balls tightened as you came, the powerful crashing wave of pleasure down your spine didn’t reflect in the spent spurts of cum lacking compared to the loads you'd pumped into your mother and sisters that seeded Naomi’s passage. You almost collapsed on Naomi’s writhing body as she shivered in her orgasm letting out a keening sound as she restrained her relishing of your cum you felt leaking out of her slit.

Breathing hard truly exhausted laying on top of Naomi you had two things in mind.

One: You’re going to go see Tsunade for a pick me up.

Two: Once you had the pick me up. You were going to treat that mahogany desk the old Principle loved as the epicenter of you taking Aki to pound town.

Just… You need a minute… Or -You nuzzled Naomi in a sleepy haze who turned over so your head rested on her two chest pillows as your eyelids felt like lead- an hour or two, there was still plenty of time until lunch.