No.

Naruto groans, taking a step forward and grabbing Ino's hips, moving her back a little, the head of him pressing into her.

"N-Naruto! What are you doing? Get a hold of yourself!"

Temari laughs, walking around Naruto and pressing her body into him, her fingers meeting on his neck and shoulders, massaging them.

"That's it," Temari coos, "Give in Naruto-kun, give into that feeling. It does feel good, doesn't it? And it will feel even better, once you have her tight lips around your cock."

Naruto moans, his body teetering.

"Naruto! Stop! Don't listen to her–"

In one stroke, he slides all of himself inside.

Ino shrieks at the sudden girth filling her, a powerful buzz of warmth carrying away her thoughts.

"You know, Naruto-kun," the Kyuubi licks his neck, "Every time you've fucked this girl... I've promised to take just a little bit more of her away. So far, you've only played with her a little bit, since I've forbidden you... but from now on, I promise to let you use that body whenever you want. We'll be expending enough chakra daily, and with all these other bodies to share it with, she'll get a thorough fucking everyday. How about it?"

Temari laughs, "Oh, where are my manners? Perhaps I should ask you something else first... how does it feel? I won't **** you to fuck her if you don't want to."

Naruto moans, starting to bump his cock in and out of her, the short strokes turning into sawing motions.

Temari steps back a little, to give him plenty of room.

"I guess that's a yes," she folds her arms over her breasts, smiling contentedly, wondering just how long Naruto would remain in this hyper-sexed state. It was hard to say. She might be able to extend it indefinitely if she could get some fresh bodies lined up for him to fuck.

Ino is moaning and yelling on the floor, telling him to stop, but unable to hold back how good it feels. How he's thrusting into her very soul.

His cock saturated with Ino's juices, he finally starts tensing up, and cums into her. The girl flails her body shortly after, copious amounts of runny fluid surging from her sex.

Temari grins, wondering what part of Ino she'll erase later... perhaps that love of flowers... or maybe her memories of team eight.