Sponge Crack 2

Her hand steadily works me into a tight mess before I erupt into white foam all over her.

I didn’t get a chance to warn her this time, nor any time during our joyous unions. My angel loves me sweetly as Im shoved against a hard, cold table. I let her take me and make our noise as I feel like I’m dipped into a hot tub of liquid pleasure. Her hands, so beautiful and talented, should be illegal.

Oh, my beloved Haruhi.

The most beautiful sound escapes her as we both fall over the edge and I seep on her again — No! WAIT!

Damn you, identical red-head, you’re separating us again! Come back when I’m clearly finished! Dammit, not the box again! I haven’t even cleaned up yet!

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Hikaru picked up a soaked Haruhi up off the floor and snickered.

The poor girl was so drenched that he could see the white chemise that Kaoru and he forced her to wear earlier. Thankfully, there were plenty more where those clothes came from. He’d be happy to dress her up again…

…when she wasn’t covered in Mr. Clean Magic Eraser cleaning fluid.