It all starts in the Kitchen.

Temari stood over the kitchen sink washing dishes. Her blonde hair fell over her teal eyes, as she swept back behind her ears. She was wearing a black tube top, and a violet mini skirt; and to complement her sultry outfit she wore a pair of black open toe heels. Her round, but firm breast sat heavily in her shirt.

Shikamaru crept up behind her, pressing his package on her smooth butt. He passionately sucked her ear lobes and kissed her down her neck. Temari let out a silent moan as she threw her head back. Shikamaru quickly turned her around, cornering her against the sink. Temari smiled as he kept kissing her neck. Her soft finger tips ran through his brown hair, and down the crouch of his pants. His manly hood protruded with such eagerness that it wanted to explode out his pants.

Shikamaru stopped kissing her to rip her shirt and skirt off. She unbuckled his pants as he groped her breast. She pulled him closer to her half naked body. Temari scratch his shirt form off him. She rubbed his tough chest, cupping his pecker in her palm.

She tongued the tip of his penis, while she held the base. Shikamaru lead her head with his big hands. Her head bobbed with rhythm. His long shaft was fully devoured in her mouth. She went on for 3 minutes then they switched positions. She lay down on the floor, with her legs spread wide open. He kneeled down to where her opening was at and began to eat her out. Her back began to form an arch. He held her in place with both hands on her thighs.

"Oh, SHIKAMARU!" she screamed. His tongue was rubbing along her wet insides. She caressed her harden nipples by twisting them. He gently bit the inside of her making her scream a bit more. Shikamaru stopped and sat up savoring her inside his mouth.

"Turn over." He said helping her. She moved her hair to the side of her face. He spread her cheeks and positioned his penis toward her ass. The tip made its way in with ease, and then the rest slammed into her. "…FUCK!!!" she yelled.

His sack banged against the bottom of her ass. His hands were on her shoulder for support. The rhythm of his pounding matched that of her whimpers. His shaft went in and out of her like a wood pecker. She cried for more and more of him. He almost reached the very end of her tunnel and with each stroke he grew larger. The walls inside of her started to get tighter, and smaller.

"Hang on. I'm almost there." He said fucking her violently.

She let out a slight cry; from all of his pressure going into her. In seconds he released himself into her. She let out a sigh. The insides of her were full of him.

"I feel sticky." She said afterward. "But it feels good."

He smiled kissing her.