'I'm in danger♪~' Miko's inner voice sang that sentence. It was one of her most conscious and unconscious thoughts. She had the feeling most times she was being watched, but whenever she was doing something a little bit naughty, she could swear a very specific individual was looking at her. Try as she might, she had a difficult time completely wiping that particular individual from her brain after he first popped up as a thought. But her current mood said... 'Oh well, we'll come for him too♫!~' how interesting, how bold. It seemed that there was a certain adjustment in her attitude that led her to believing that even being in danger was fine to some extent. Whatever the case the current 'danger' was the blonde man she was riding in the front seat of his Ferrari. Actually, the engine purring, the breathing the slick sounds of her core and even, those high key moans of hers, were creating quite the atmosphere. As her third orgasm built to a fever pitch, the added aspect of danger pushed her methods. Her graceful ride was one of constant rhythm and it was being beaten into the entrance of her womb. She really did enjoy the sensation, even when she knew there was an evolution to make it better. Oh well... enough of those nudges would have her body near convulsing around Hiruko's shaft as she sang out one of the happiest and most relieving notes of her life. "Aaaaah!♪♥!~" those hips of hers shaking in their movements against her womb, how long until Hiruko needed to pull out? She didn't know but she assumed another snack would be on the menu.
Meanwhile, Sakura was given some clothing that Kaguya thought she might enjoy. She looked them over and then went to the bathroom stripping out of her other clothes and beginning the process of switching into these new ones. Kaguya had been most helpful, reminding her to empty any pockets she had and even providing her with a small hand bag to make up for the clothes that wouldn't have any. In the middle of getting dressed in the spare clothes provided by Kaguya, including some black lace undergarments the girl provided still on a hanger she received a series of text messages. The first claiming that she needed to do more to express herself, when sending the message she had. The second claiming his location was the card shop she'd visited before. And the third telling her to come and get it and a promise of her screaming. Sakura's attitude had become a bit less flexible in the past few hours, her messages would be reflecting that. "I'm certain the message was received as intended. I need to go buy some things at the card shop anyway. And you can try." just like that Sakura was getting dressed again, but she supposed she'd already learned about the visual nature of men so she snapped a quick photo of herself in the mirror with that shirt of hers open over her chest the bow untied and one leg up in front of the bathroom mirror, with her skirt lifted to give a view of those fresh panties. It was a full frontal with no nudity but that thong was digging into her flesh and her face seemed lightly pinkened. And with that she finished dressing. The button up shirt had a few extra frills and a pale purple broach connecting it at the collar. A red ribbon tie completing it. The black pleated mini-skirt had a couple of gold ornamentation pieces on its front and was tight at the top, hugging Sakura's curves before flaring out. Her look was completed by a pair of thigh highs and some plain loafer shoes but she somehow still looked like her normal seductive self when she came out of the bathroom. She stood in the kitchen placing her deck box, and cash and phone into the little bag she was given. "I'm going to the card shop. How do I look?" she asked of Kaguya who looked over over and gave a whistle. "Extra cute. Be careful out there... have some fun~" Kaguya encouraged the girl, not even realizing that she was sending her off to a dick appointment.