Bulma was behind Vegeta, the blue haired woman refusing to meet Goku's gaze. Talk to you later, Bulma. Goku smirked. And Bulma got a chance to sleep with a hot stud, and then her husband, all in one night. And then, gently, she peeled off her kimono. His gaze drifted to her abdomen, which was bathed in the long since dried cum of Goku - her normally pale skin a shade lighter where his seed had marked her. The Saiyan took a deep breath, as he sunk into the steaming hot water of the Brief mansions' hot springs.
You see… Bulma… Bulma wants you to sleep with her. What… what in the kami's name was that thing? Close Working Goku raised an eyebrow. He delighted in his wife's incredible body, but it was clear that Bulma had the same sort of beauty around her as well. Author's Note 5.
