"You mean in my...!" Makoto closed her legs instinctively, "I don't know if that's..."<br/><br/>"How it works." Kasumi added with a smirk, crossing her arms, "Killing time, hm? Is that code for you too?"<br/><br/>"Mm-maybe." Makoto murmured, spreading her legs again as Yuki teased them. Kasumi slipped her fingers beneath the hem of her suit at the point where they cut off on her upper legs. Her fingers on both hands turned into a gelatanous liquid that crawled up the puppeteer's thighs, forcing a sharp inhale from Makoto's lips. "Aah." Makoto gasped, "That tickles!"<br/><br/>"How about this, Yuki-kun?" Kasumi looked over her shoulder, "I'll take care of your girlfriend here... if you do the same for me, hm?" She wiggled her bottom playfully before him.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tenten rocked against Jin-Ryu's thrusting, her body ground into the bed by each of his strokes. She pulled him closer towards her, not letting him go even as he began to cum. She was a Jounin after all, and there were plenty of techniques among Kunoichi to prevent unwanted pregnancies. His semen sputtered out from between his cock and her sex, drooling down between the valley of her ass and onto the bed below.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes and craned her head back, smiling contentedly as they lay there. "Whew." She said, patting his sweat-soaked chest.  "Good boy." The Jounin grinned, brushing some matted strands of hair out of her face with the other hand. "Haven't had a young guy like you in ages. I almost forgot what it was like..."<br/><br/>The woman laughed and tilted her head to the side, "Was it good?"