“naruto sakura and sasuke” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “naruto sakura and sasuke” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “naruto sakura and sasuke”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “naruto sakura and sasuke”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “naruto sakura and sasuke” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “naruto sakura and sasuke” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “naruto sakura and sasuke” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.