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The entire time, Isshin sat on a small boulder, popcorn in one hand, a flag with Ichigo's picture on the other. Breathing laboredly, Ichigo rested his head in between her breasts, nuzzling at one softly. Ichigo stood, letting himself hang with pride as he held up his fist. Ichigo could feel her pulsing; he could feel her wetness, and it made him harder than hell. The feeling provoked her; telling her to keep a hold of him. Yoruichi moaned loudly as Ichigo increased his pace, causing her to grasp onto him even tighter, legs wrapped around his waist as she tightened her arms around his neck, head buried in the crook of his neck.

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Yoruichi writhed beneath him, arching whenever his length grazed her lower region.

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If Ichigo were embarassed before, he was fucking warped now. Ichigo pulled back, looking down into the goddess' eyes as he leaned down for a kiss. Poor kid is surrounded by pervs! Taking one of Yoruichi's buds into his mouth, Ichigo groped the other, soft, firm, round mound. He hadn't really cared that his alter ego-self Kon had been there, but Urahara!? Your review has been posted.

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