Ai had a good feeling about the information she thought she'd end up revealing. There was quite a bit more of it, given what had transpired while she was at the concert, but she wasn't one to comment on the choices of others. She understood fully, how such incidents happened. And with her own understanding of several extra things, she could at least give everyone necessary the knowledge of how to fix the potential problem of life. Whatever the case, Kazuhiko just kept proving himself to be more and more the kind of conscientious individual she could enjoy. He had something to say about her eyes which included the thought he wouldn't tell anyone she didn't want to know. "Whoa! I understand so much now," she said with an absent bit of thought. This man was way too nice, too thoughtful, too caring for a normal individual. She was currently blushing way harder than normal and following up and out of this place as they moved towards the next leg of their time in the amusement park. "You're really sweet you know? That's really a rare kind of compliment, I wasn't expecting it at all..." she mentioned feeling a tad sheepish. "Oh? And I am not worried, if you can see a hidden attribute like that you are likely supposed to for any number of reasons. If my eyes are something you find yourself enjoying, it only makes me happier..." she clarified. As they moved about she thought about the normal progression of the stereotypical amusement park date. "Wanna play a few games, win some prizes?" she asked about the potential low stakes things, but even this had some hidden agendas behind it. After exiting the resturant they'd find themselves near a number of basic games; mini-fishing, sharpshooting, dart throws, one of those giant weight games which were impossible to win.... the general works as far as things were concerned. All of them having prizes from stuffed animals, basketballs, and other such commemorative items.
Meanwhile the danger of Rita was made obvious with a single utterance that happened after that positional shift. She was a woman who received compliments but the ones uttered by Hiroshi were found to be more worth hearing than most. What was more, her movements were slowing returning to her as she found herself reminiscing on her 'wayward' youth. In fact, the movements of her hips were once she quite enjoyed, even as she buried the man back into her depths of her own accord. What was more, she was left peeking over her shoulder once more at the flailing reaction of Hiroshi and felt the satisfying grasp on her hips which became its own form of permission. "Dangerous? Not for me~" she said failing to see anything considered dangerous. "Yeah, I've always enjoyed this sort of thing~" she claimed honestly. Ah, but the hip movevents alone weren't it. As Rita found her stride, her knees would be separating as her fore lowered more. Those pulses in Hiroshi's manhood were being felt when they happened at greater intensity and even responded to, she couldn't much help it. His slow pace wasn't being allowed and she was moving her hips and herself at a more aggressive pace as she chased certain release. She could feel him so far in herself, filling her canal and womb at such a steep angle that she found just her hips moving back against him repeatedly slapping his pelvis with the soft flesh of her rear. Yes, this was the kind of thing she'd do until she found satisfaction, or they did, whichever happneed first.