Ayame and Sakura

“I see my favorite customer is here for breakfast,” came the voice of Ichiraku Ramen’s owner, Ayame. She was dressed, like her employees, in naught but a low-cut apron that exposed all of her cleavage, and then some.

Naruto grinned at the sound of her voice, his cock still erect and covered in seed from its time in the asses of his mom and then Sakura. Ayame licked her lips at the sight of this, tugging eagerly at the hem of her apron.

“And you even have a treat for me already,” she chirped happily, before giving Sakura a knowing grin.

The pinkette blushed at her boss’s attention, and then yelped when she felt a sharp pinch on her ass.

“There’s still some leaking out,” the brunette told her, and Sakura had the decency to at least look guilty. “Don’t worry though,” Ayame continued huskily, “I’ll clean it up for you later.”

Sakura whimpered at this, her cheeks beet red, but there was a smile on her face all the same.

“O-Of course, Ma’am!” she said dutifully. Ayame chuckled, before turning her full attention to Naruto.

“Now, Naruto, how should we start off this time?” she inquired, swaying her hips as she slowly, deliberately walked up and seated herself all but right on top of her customer’s lap. “Have you placed your order yet?”

“Not yet,” said he with a quirk of his lips, eyes glancing down towards the modest, creamy valley of naked flesh that was Ayame’s cleavage. “But I’m think of having one of each, to start off.”

Ayame purred, rubbing her thigh against his.

“Oh? Well then, how about we begin with the house special?” she said lustily, casually planting a hand on Naruto’s erect member as she leaned over to whisper those words into his ear and casually flash him with a nipple slip.

“Sounds good to me,” Naruto growled hungrily, eyeing Ayame like she was a bowl of ramen herself, before he...