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            A loud, forlorn sigh; a hand cupping her head under her bangs.  “This is why I worry whenever you drink,” Shizune lamented.  “You become insatiable, Tsunade-sama.  And poor Naruto-kun…”

            The lecherous drunk Tsunade passed a slurring laugh over to her protégé.  “Don’t you worry about him.  He’s enjoying every second!”  She looked down at the blond head stifled beneath her carefully-lowered tits.  “Aren’t you, brat?”

            Naruto couldn’t answer with the mouthful, and though he looked panicky from deprived oxygen, he also didn’t seem to want to better his situation.  The weight of Baa-chan’s breast on his face!  It was splendid!  Like a pillow he’d cuddle when adream about Sakura-chan being affectionate, but a hundred times better!  Sakura-chan didn’t have pillows like this!  His arms wrapped around her, holding onto her broader body; broader to him, as he was a pint-sized punk, as she called him.  But he was happily suffocating in her glorious breasts.  After having Ero-Sennin’s foot fall in his mouth, this was a swap to appreciate!  Not some saggy, old lady breasts that hung like sad pancakes; full and round, they squished like marshmallow when his fingers dug into them, and the nipples – one procured to his happy mouth – were stiff and comfortable, a tasty pink color that he couldn’t deny when she initially fed it between his lips.  He latched thirstily, almost humbled to finally have the chance to be treated like a son by a mother in some fashion.  But it was natural male partialities – maybe even human partialities – that made him fasten and hunger for these globes!  Once he was secured, her hand cradling his head to her bosom and an approving – if not mocking – smile appearing on her face, he suckled, loud and pleasurably.  “Heh!  Don’t expect milk to come out, brat, but have your fill all the same!”

            Shizune had opposed it, but there was little she could do.  She had seen the aftermath of Naruto-kun fulfilling Tsunade-sama’s initial desires, sending his viable seed coursing through her womb, and hopefully the master would remember to nullify her potential fertility afterward.  But after the usual berating of her drinking habits, Tsunade-sama flagged her off and said it wasn’t a bad thing to have a fling before becoming Hokage.  “And he’s looking ready for more!”  And thus began the nursing of Naruto.

            Shizune had to sit witness, unable to even pretend that she could go to sleep.  On the off-chance it was needed, she wanted to be there for help; more so for Naruto, should Tsunade get too rambunctious.  He was a wonderchild, but what chance of survival did he have if a drunken Sannin of immeasurable strength began to undulate her hips heedlessly atop of him?!

            To this worrisome conflict, Shizune had to check… behind.  She was not proud to do so and clung Ton-Ton so tightly that the sow squeezed like a squeak toy for dogs.  Her lips pursed, her eyes widened with shrunken pupils.  Still?!  Men could go on multiple times, but they’d need a break, wouldn’t they?  By her hand and then by Tsunade’s mouth and loins…!  And still Naruto-kun is unsated?!  And unless her eyes were tricked by the dark, he seemed enlarged compared to her manual ministrations.  Not bursting at the seams in an unlikely enhancement, but the little prick seemed less little, more matured.

            “You shouldn’t underestimate the young,” said Tsunade back to her when realizing her glances.  “I plan to use him up, though you are welcome to him.”

            “N-Not at all!” stuttered Shizune blushingly, immediately resuming her previous spot on the mat, holding Ton-Ton tightly.  It was a tad overwhelming, though, to have seen the young erection sporting so arrogantly under Tsunade’s trim body.  The older woman’s backside flared in her prostration, opening the crevice of her womanhood and expelling the potent Uzumaki gene in sticky rivulets along her thighs.  It was embarrassing for Shizune to actually witness the post-coital view of her mentor’s vagina, and at the same time, it made her conflicted and roused.  Ton-Ton’s reaction was very unsettling with an amused noise and a lick to her chops.

            No!  Like tender ladies, they would simply bask and adjudicate their master’s playtime!

            “Uwah!” went Naruto when he finally surfaced from the breast he suckled on.  The nub had become engorged by his fervent suction, surrounded by tendered flesh that glisten and even stuck to his gasping lips by his saliva.  Dumbly, he lay there panting, looking up at the preening Baa-chan, her breasts settling comfortably at his collarbone.  His eyes darted between her beautiful features and the expanse of her boobs!  He was most enraptured by the latter, as he had pondered them nightly since seeing them fight against her gray blouse in the restaurant.  She could come at him with that devastating index finger, but his eyes would fix on her cleavage first, and all would be well afterward.

            Catching his jaw in her hand, Tsunade pulled him up as much as his neck allowed and kissed him, much to Shizune’s disapproval – “Tsuande-sama!  You shouldn’t…!  Na-Naruto-kun’s first kiss should be…!” – and stole away with an audible smooch.  The interruption of her ward brought about an unpleasant glance from Tsunade, whose spittle hung between her bottom lip and Naruto’s.  “What are you talking about?  A genin is bound to already have had his first kiss by now.  Isn’t that right, Naruto?”

            Naruto, while lightheaded, did not have an answer that wouldn’t make him retch in the back of his throat.  Instead, he stiffened his bottom lip and nuzzled into Tsunade’s cleavage, clinging to them like security blankets.  “I don’t want to say, dattebayo,” he grumbled, satisfied to rub his cheeks in between the mounds.

            “What a shy, affectionate brat you are!” jeered Tsunade with a bold laugh, patting Naruto’s head heavily – with that unchecked, intoxicated superstrength that had Shizune worried in the first place.  But more than the brutality that had Naruto ducking and shielding his noggin from her hand, Shizune was rightfully concerned that Jiraiya-sama might be stirred from his own rest if Tsunade-sama continued to behave boisterously.

            “Shh!” she hissed over and over, looking past Tsunade to see the white-haired Sannin scratching his chest heedlessly to the activities that he no doubt would have wished to join in.

            “Since you like them so much”—Tsunade pulled his mouth from its seal around her right nipple to crawl down, out of the reach of his lips—“perhaps you’d like them here.”  Without warning, she stuffed her melons up against his crotch, flooding his lap and containing his penis in the warm fissure between them.  The night was warm, and a sweat had been worked up in the caught confines of her cleavage; the mimicry to her vagina was possibly indistinguishable, though it did not contract until her hands pushed her tits inward, but the flesh gave easier, to match the contours of his cock.

            Tsunade purred, eyeing him from stomach to face with an Akimichi-like hunger, licking her moistened lips.  The body of a boy…  A soft boy, not the hardened muscled frame of a man who prostrated only for the next conquest.  To Naruto, she was a ‘one and only’, probably even feeling the rush of adrenalin and endorphins to tell him he might be in love with her.  She’d break his heart, but at the same time, promise he would not be rejected by her body.

            “You have no objection to this, do you?”

            Naruto nearly answered, but saw her honey-brown eyes switch over to Shizune.  Her second gestated, trying to put on a stern face, but wound up quite pitiable when she said softly, “I object to it all, Tsunade-sama… but if you can keep it quiet…”

            “That depends on him.”  Tsunade’s teeth shone in a devious smirk as she started to swing her tits up and down, massaging his small erection with the surplus of her chest.  “You heard Shizune, you brat,” she teased him, growing breathless herself though he was already gasping like he’d gone through ten Rasengans, his facial muscles twitching sporadically as the tired nerves in his dick were stimulated beyond their capacity.

            “B-Baa-chan!” was all he could get out.  No warning, no posturing; just spasms of reactive shots of pleasure.  His hips attempted to recreate the rhythm he’d shown when plowing the hole between her legs, but her weight was leveraged against him, holding his pelvis down so that she controlled how her tits jostled above him.  Her tight nipples faced him as her splayed fingers squeezed the heavy mounds together.

            “Is it too much for you, brat?” Tsunade taunted against Shizune’s pleas for silence – which did little to mute Naruto’s growing yips and moans and sobs.  “You showed more resolve to get that necklace.  Don’t you want it badly?”

            Without meaning to, Naruto nodded frantically.

            Tsunade gushed at his honesty.  “Then do it.  All over the insides of my breasts.  Just like you did inside…”  She blinked.

            Naruto had seized up, groaning deep in his throat and throwing his hips up as hard as he could against her wobbling bosoms.  And in between came the gooey rush of his fourth ejaculation, prominent and plentiful, as if he’d been storing for days!  The surprise at how quickly he came also ignited excitement in Tsunade.  Frantically, she scooped her breasts and fluttered them around his shaft, wheezing as the warmth made a mess in between her tits.  One miraculous spurt escaped against her sternum like a geyser or lava from a volcano, spilling semen across her shimmering breasts.

            “Yes!” she gasped, and then tucked her lips together with a heavy moan.  Her thighs clenched together, stirring the cum between them and grinding the meat to her quim.  Hot boy cum on her body!  It scorched her with delight!

            “Wait!” begged an overstimulated Naruto, reaching a hand down to try to pause her wrist’s motions.  “S-Stop-dattebayo!”

            “Hehe!  Not yet~  We’re gonna drain you of every drop~♪”  And Tsunade held true to her word, stroking up and down his spasming cock until his ebbing fourth load was reinvigorated to his fifth load!  The fifth load for the soon-to-be Fifth Hokage!  She was more than a little proud of herself when she finally stopped and gave the boy a breather.  Jinchuriki or not, he was beaten, his boyhood finally flagging, the deposit showing as Tsunade sat back on her haunches to admire his and her good work.

            Like a thick cream after being thoroughly churned…  The lather strung between her breasts, clinging to her rather than running down the globes.  A thick batch, in consistency and scent.  She lifted a breast and craned her head to lick the blotch that had come out from between them, but she hadn’t Orochimaru’s tongue; she couldn’t lick it up herself.

            The boy was done.  That much was certain.  He wouldn’t even be able to lift a finger until morning, let alone dress himself.  So Tsunade turned to the next best thing.  “Shizune~♪”

            “Huh?”  Shizune looked up like she had been caught, immediately stealing her hand from underneath her robe where she had been pawing her slight but tender breasts.  She returned to her two-handed hug of the pig.  “Y-Yes, Tsunade-sama?”

            Tsunade flaunted the mess like she was a model, shoving out her big assets to expose the stain of seed while folding her hands behind her head and giving a girlish wink.  “If you haven’t found a towel to clean it up, you’ll have to take care of this yourself.”

            “Bui!!” squealed Ton-Ton as the arms seized up around her, her limbs flailing as Shizune squealed, “Aiiee!!”

            Naruto was surely tired, but when Shizune-san was coaxed forward to take her first taste of his cum, he felt a little more life stir in him…

            … until Ero-Sennin’s foot came down in his mouth again.

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