It was fair to say that the cloud trio got no information out of the Uzumaki. The smell was almost as thick as the dark cock waving in front of her. The blonde grabbed Omoi’s hand and drunkenly led him out the bar,
“Follow me.”
Omoi allowed himself to be guided through the streets by the stumbling blonde while onlookers gave faces of disapproval. Her ass was so massive that it was visible from the front. Then again, he never got the chance to knock boots with Samui. It wasn’t too difficult to fit his head past her puffy labia lips. “My name is Hinata Hyuga, nice to meet you?”
“W-w-what?”
“That’s Omoi, he’s here on some Kumogakure peace dealings,” Naruto lied as the buxom woman kneeled next to Naruto’s cot, not unlike Sakura had done. She kicked her gawdy heels off before tilting her head up and looking her mystery shinobi in the eyes,
“I can’t wait for your creampie to leak out of my pig pussy,” she said with the strong smell of alcohol rolling off her breath and her
