The virgin’s nectar of pain

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The first nectar of virginal pain

Part II Tides

The Third Part of Spring

Episode 4: Bridge of Terror

Title V Abstinence

The first virgin’s nectar of pain

Chapter 1: Painful Nectar

Chiyo is a gentle woman with a very Japanese flavor. Willow eyebrows, cherry mouth, dresses always close together, snow-white pink neck but very attractive to the old writer – Yoshida Shigeru Saburo’s lust.

Especially with the young girl’s innocent virginal youthfulness and the elastic, shapely curve of her waist, even Yoshida’s soon-to-be-aging penis was seduced into standing tall and erect.

Chiyo is nineteen years old and Yoshida is fifty-eight. He is especially looking forward to discovering the wonders of the hymen today.

Yoshida’s old, wrinkled hands were waiting to latch onto Chiyo’s shoulders as she came down the hallway. Chiyo reflexively evaded, but Yoshida had already tied both of Chiyo’s hands with a ribbon, and one of his hands slipped inside Chiyo’s warm body.

He tweaked the virgin’s full, bouncy breasts with his fingertips. The young girl desperately resisted, her eyebrows raised, glaring at Yoshida’s face. Yoshida, like a fire-breathing man, had already covered the girl’s lovely lips with his hot lips.

“No… please don’t… joke… let go of me…”

Chiyo was tightly bound to the man’s body by both of his strong and powerful arms, and not only just her cheeks, but even her lips were pressed against the man’s.

Chiyo had already lost her rationality, even her mind, and she did not resist at all, but just let the man do whatever he wanted.

As soon as Yoshida got his way, he burned with lust like a wild animal, he gently picked up the young girl and went back to his room before locking the door behind him. He carried Chiyo to bed, Yoshida smiled as he lifted up the young girl’s dress, his eyes staring tigerishly at the young girl’s jade door as he inserted his index finger inside the crack and rubbed it.

But has long been hard to raise the prick, has been waiting for too much, instantly he rode in the girl warm and tender virgin abdomen, is more hard to rub the girl’s crack. At this time he could not help the fire of desire in his heart, was trying to insert the virgin’s secret world, the shy virgin, suddenly jumped up and sat up.

“I can’t, I can’t, ah… if the madam sees me, it’ll be bad, no, no, no, please let go of me… ah…”

Chiyo’s heart skipped a beat like a chicken caught by an eagle, and her eyes glistened with tears as she begged for mercy, but the man’s arousal was aroused instead. One of the man’s hands unbuttoned his pants, revealing a huge, throbbing, purple penis, and he had instantly peeled off the woman’s panties.

At this time, the young girl’s fragrant jade door, like a rose blooming open, the flesh of men and women struggling with each other, it is not easy for the man has tightly pressed the woman’s body. Moments later, the virgin despair seems to stop struggling, she to her own pleasure has long been trance off, instantly hips floated up, she silently own take off panties.

The sacrifice of the virgin is filled with the wrath of the goddess Venus, consecrated to the presence of male lust.

Between the legs of the lovely virgin, the plump and pure peaks of flesh depicted the arc of alabaster, the shy, wide valley between which the dark forest was peeping into the mysterious red cave.

Ah… the fullness of snow, the bread-like columns of two slices, and the lush growth of young grasses, like the petals of a shy pink flower, were very lovely.

In the center, between the valleys, hidden in the fountain of joy, the front of the sad crack reveals the fruity film that is so lovely to hold, that is the sacred Yumonkan gate, the gate to pass through the mouth of the uterus with firmness. Yoshida’s trembling hand gently pushed open the door of the Yumen Pass and was about to penetrate.

“Ah, ah, I can’t, I’m… I’m… I’m so scared… what to do… ah… please let go of me… please let go of me…”

The man was even more incessant, rubbing the crack harder.

“I… love you, please let me love… well… okay… okay… give it to me…”

As he said this, he took his big red cock in his right hand and squeezed it hard at the entrance to the Jade Gateway, as if his demonic cock was waiting in anticipation to get a glimpse of this secret place where red and white and red and black competed for attention.

“Uh… ah… yo… uh, come on!”

The man let out a beautiful, wavy cry, the virgin’s chastity hard and not easily cracked, the woman’s twat always closing tighter with each hard press.

The man deliberately placed the glans on the jade door and ironed it a few times, then the woman began to make wonderful murmuring noises, she began to twist her body up. The man’s heavy body pressed against the soft breasts, and Chiyo’s sweet lips, chirped and sucked, Chiyo began to show a happy expression, her eyes emitting a spring haze of light.

Ah… what a satisfying garden! It was like a heavenly paradise, and the two of them gradually entered a phase of oblivion.

The man’s fingers ran through the lush pubic hair, the reddish flesh of the pussy, the pinned cracks breeding eroticism, the cavern of the Jade Gate, seeming to welcome someone to open the door.

At this time, the crack has already revealed tear-like lust water, that is the love overflow that flows out after caressing. Chiyo was so happy that she revealed a lustful look, the love basilica swelled up like a small loaf of bread, the floating water gurgled out, and the labia minora changed its previous pink color, swelled, and plumped up, and was already exposed beyond the jade door, which was the best time for the rendezvous.

The man had long since been unable to resist the tickling itch within him, and he gripped the massive rod and pressed it with all his concentration against the doorway of his flesh, hugging Chiyo’s bouncy, plump buttocks hard so that he pressed down hard, overlapping the woman’s body tightly.

“Uh, uh, uh… is this the way? Is this right?”

Chiyo twisted her face and her whole body…

“Ah… ah… I… I don’t know how… ah… quickly… quickly… insert it… quickly… Master… I… I can’t take it anymore…”

Squeezing hard, the power of the jade shaft insulted the soft virginity, and the girl let out a beautiful whimper… “Ah… oh… uh… uh…”

Pure flesh twisted and swayed, Chiyo’s hymen instantly, as if under the expectation of everyone, like a tearing sound like a tearing sound cracked, for the penis to open up a path of surprise. Bright red rose petals, dripping shameful blood overflow, white bedspread mattress wet with a few drops of bright red blood.

“Broken, broken… I’m so happy… I’ve broken my hymen.”

Yoshida was so happy that he suddenly got carried away. He swayed his hips, lifted both of Chiyo’s thighs to his shoulders, like carrying a palanquin, shouting “Hi-Yo… Hi-Yo…” as he did so.

“ah… I… can’t… ah… I can’t… oh… oh…”

Chiyo desperately twisted her body and clung to the man’s back.

“Uh… uh…”

Chiyo, who had already been gurgling with lust, had gone into a trance of ecstasy, and the virginal aura had long since been soulful in all directions. However, there may not be a sexy feeling. She didn’t know what she was doing. Ashamed, ashamed, and scared, as if frozen, crazy, sad to the extreme, completely lost her mind.

The blood of the hymen dripped down, the man saw the hymen, that chauvinistic sadism suddenly aroused, he was even more extremely twisted, as if he wanted to swallow Chiyo whole.

He grabbed his cock and poked the tip of it gently against the woman’s nub, while his hands kept rubbing those lovely breasts, and Chiyo was so happy that she was dying of pleasure.

“Ah… ah… something like a ball of fire… ah… it’s so beautiful… it’s so beautiful… quickly… stick it in… quickly… quickly… ah… it’s so beautiful… it’s so beautiful…”

Chiyo’s whole body…

Yoshida deliberately rubbed the edge of the labia minora as if teasing, deliberately not penetrating, just up and down, right and left subtly caressing, Yoshida for raping to the young girl, the pleasure in his heart is even more indescribable, his penis has already swelled up to the maximum of hard, swollen, hot, although it has not yet been formally copulated, his excitement has already reached the halfway point.

Chiyo couldn’t take it any longer with just a few strokes of the penis around the nipple and the labia minora. She cried out, “That’s beautiful, that’s beautiful, please… please insert it. Ah… Yoshida, thrust it in, twist it hard and deep!”

Forgetting her shame, Chiyo stretched out her wrists and gripped the root of the jade shaft tightly, her waist pushed up high. Yoshida’s large, hot glans plunged right into the depths of the jade door in one breath. Chiyo clutched the man’s waist with both hands, breathing heavily.

His knees and elbows overlapped the woman’s body, both hands gripped the woman’s hair tightly, and he twisted his waist up and down without a care in the world, and the woman continued to make a lot of wavy noises.

“Ah… ah… stop… stop… ah… such a big penis… twisting inside me… ah… mmm… uh… oh… it’s so beautiful… it’s so beautiful yo…”

Now, Yoshida couldn’t stand it either, and wrapping both hands around the back of the woman’s waist, he began to twist and jerk like he was on a swing.

The tip of the penis bounced like a hot air balloon, oozing wet, slippery, clear fluid. Chiyo cried out in waves, her lust overflowing as wet as a flood, while her cock thrust back and forth in the slippery cavern.

Marvelous. Marvelous. Marvelous. He pushed harder, and his gasps increased…

“Come on… oh… it’s so beautiful… I’m going to lose it…”

The cock slammed into the round mouth of the uterus, and the sensation was so painful that the cock hit the bottom of the uterus, with a pearl and a spasm, and the man’s semen was instantly released like a flood. Chiyo clung to the man’s hips, lifting her hips up, her face twisted in delight, saying, “Oh… I… I’m going to lose too… harder… harder… I’m going to lose too… ah… my whole body is paralyzed… ah… it’s so beautiful… it’s so beautiful…”

The waist twisted up and down, the whole penis like engulfed into the jade door, even the last drop of semen dripped dry. The depths of the woman’s womb also revealed white sticky nectar, the semen of the man and woman in the jade door hole mixed together, the pubic hair of the two of them was wet and sticky, and gurgling obscene water overflowed out of the woman’s pussy door slit.

The sadness of a man after intercourse is the formation of a state of weakness, although the spirit of stabilization, but the whole body can not move. The woman shook her legs and shook her hips, like a dream, just like a lustful beast in hell, and had already lost the woman’s reserve.

The greatest joy in life is the pain that comes after the shame, the ridiculousness, and the misery.

The joy of the extreme sorrow will also ensue, color is empty. The fountain of lust and pleasure makes the two feel even more lonely after drinking it, and their whole body spreads softly on the bed, not moving at all.

Chapter 2: The Count’s Survivors

Mrs. Yoshida was a forty-two year old, elegant lady who wore glasses, at the end of which she could not hide her vain eyes.

The woman was bright and talkative. Her plump lumps of fat jiggled as she walked, and she brought her best friend, the undead Count Tokuda, to the foyer. The woman has thick lips, slack eyes, and has indulged in a long life of lechery, her entire body filled with the sperm and blood of men within her flesh.

“The other guy looked drained.”

“But what does the other person look like? I see that you’re quite an uptight person, ohh… ohh…”

“Ah… don’t be ridiculous, I only do it once a week on Sundays, and every time I do it, it makes me so horny. Ohhh…”

“Ah… it’s amazing… your husband will come back to play with you…”

“Oops… Shit… Hey! Chiyo! Where are you going?”

The two entered the foyer.

Hilarious laughter came from downstairs, so Yoshida hastily pulled up his slippery cock and wiped it off with a panicked wipe of the woman’s red belt before Chiyo leapt to a sitting position. Because she was startled to hear her ladyship’s cries, she busied herself with dressing and combing her hair, and went downstairs.

Yoshida couldn’t sleep either, he got up and sat at his desk, reading.

‘Lady Chatterley’s Lover’ That’s his schoolmate, a lesser-known translation writer, asking Yoshida to write his review for him.

How can a teenager read such sensible writing? If they cannot understand something, does it become a lewd novel? Is it obscene to have sex every day?

However, sex is human nature, so whether it is the way of sex or the way of women, it can be said to be the way of man. Whether it is humanitarianism or naturalism, intercourse is the way of the self.

Yoshida is starting to think differently.

He made the maid Chiyo broke her hymen, although he felt very exciting and quick, but I think at this time Chiyo will still be sore, and I don’t know if he will be scolded by his wife, the more he thought about it, the more worried he was.

Coming downstairs to the parlor, Mrs. Tokuda smiled ambiguously.

After Yoshida coyly greeted Mrs. Tokuda and spoke casually, he saw that Mrs. Tokuda’s seductive lips were so wet that they caused him to fantasize about the woman’s swollen jade door, and he hastily glanced at it, but of course Mrs. Tokuda couldn’t have missed it.

Her ladyship seemed to pretend that she wanted to stay for some reason, and gradually the subject came up to her late husband. Yoshida asked Chiyo to bring whisky, and when Madame had drunk a few glasses, she talked incessantly even about the pleasures of her own boudoir. The deceased count was a famous painter and a famous playboy.

He didn’t know how many models’ hymens he had destroyed, and he took pleasure in it. But he lost one after every one he played with, and he was very fond of the harmonica and other instruments.

Mrs. Yoshida asked, “What’s the relationship between being a good harmonica player and liking women?”

“Oh… why? Madam… huh… Mr. Yoshida you say?”

“AHHH…”

Yoshida laughed aloud, and the Countess found it so ridiculous that she pressed her lips to her cuffs and laughed.

Mrs. Yoshida finally got angry.

“So over the top, even you lied to me, I’m ignoring you tonight!”

“Ma’am, I… I’ll go prepare dinner, please take your time.”

“Hubby! Don’t you talk nonsense!”

Mrs. Yoshida went out, Yoshida came close to Mrs. and held her hand, Mrs. looked at him and held tightly close, Mrs. bright red rose lips, like bleeding out of the war, he kissed the jasmine-scented Mrs.’s hair.

That night, Mrs. Yoshida called Chiyo Nakanaka into her room.

Madam was lying on the bed wearing only an underwear. In an instant, her underwear and panties were also off and she was completely naked as she asked Chien to massage her instead.

Though Chiyo was of the same sex, she was a little giddy at the sight of Madame’s snow-white loins, her pouty dark pubic hair and round beautiful breasts, and she couldn’t help but look down with her eyes. But she had to follow Madame’s instructions and began to rub up Madame’s flanks and buttocks. Chiyo’s hands were a little hesitant and embarrassed.

“Further down, down, no, further down!”

Chiyo rubbed the crack of the lady’s plump buttocks hard. Each time she rubbed, she saw two shell-like folds emerge from the cleft of her buttocks.

The lady reached out and grabbed Chiyo’s hand, letting her hold something, and looking closely at what it was, it turned out to be a short and thick horned object made of tortoiseshell and the like, with a rounded and curved tip and a hollow center. Chiyo had seen Yoshida’s huge manhood during the day, and was a little embarrassed, her face flushed red.

“Chiyo, excuse me, but you’re using this thing to insert cracks for me?”

“Why the silence? If you won’t do it, I’ll do it for you.”

The lady got up, hugged Chiyo tightly, sucked on Chiyo’s lovely lips, and then pushed Chiyo down onto the bed in one smooth motion.

“Chiyo, I like you, come on… suck for me.”

“But, ma’am…”

“Then let’s do it together.”

“But we are also women…”

“Women and women can ah, that’s why I said to utilize this item.”

Chiyo still wasn’t quite willing.

Madam finally got angry and she asked Chiyo to take off her clothes. Chiyo thought to herself that my body is so beautiful and I am young and pretty, so the more she thought about it the more hesitant and shy she became. Madame reached out and slapped Chiyo’s swollen buttocks.

“Ah, it hurts! Ouch! Madam please forgive me.”

“Will you listen?”

The Lady held Chiyo, tweaking Chiyo’s clit with her hand, rubbing her breasts with one hand and shaking down her loins.

“Ahhh… it’s so beautiful, a game between a woman and a woman. Shakespeare played this game better than he did poetry. Chiyo your virginity is mine.”

Her Ladyship’s breasts were placed on Chiyo’s back and rubbed, stimulating Chiyo’s hips and lower abdomen with soft feathers, subtly rubbing her nipples and clitoris as Chiyo began to breathe heavily and sweat.

“Out?”

Madame pushed Chiyo directly onto the bed, causing Chiyo’s arms to be pushed up against the bed so that her upper body was propped up. Her Ladyship pushed the turtle-nail claw-shaped object into Chiyo’s jade door, and the virginal jade door, which had been ruptured long ago, was already gurgling with obscene water.

However, the lady did not think in the least about the fact that her husband had already broken the melon for Chiyo.

The virgin had reached an extreme orgasm from being raped by the madam, and she made Chiyo lean back again, then pressed her body tightly and closely against Chiyo’s. They sucked each other mouth to mouth, their great hips swaying.

Yoshida heard the two women’s cries through the keyhole, and he couldn’t stand it so much that he was inwardly marooned, wanting to ram his way in.

But the door was locked, making it impossible for him to enter, so he suddenly thought he might as well have a little fun with the Countess while he was at it. So Yoshida smiled like a drunken man.

Chapter 3: Violent Adultery

As requested, Mrs. Tokuda’s room was unlocked and open. She was lying on her back, one hand inside her boxers, her eyes narrowed to a thin slit, indulging in the pleasure of masturbation. But when she saw Yoshida enter, she sat up in shock.

Yoshida smiled as he moved closer to his lady’s side, smelling her powdered scent, juliet flowers, and body odor, and touching her soft muscular sensation, and aroma, he had become aroused all over.

Yoshida hugged his wife, he was so flustered that he whispered close to her ear, “Madam… I… I want to.” He smiled.

The lady shook her body ambiguously and said, “I know.”

So Madame’s hand reached inside Yoshida’s pants and pulled out his big, hard, hot, upturned cock. Madame leaned her cheek against Yoshida’s with joy and then kissed fiercely as Yoshida reached down to caress Madame’s body.

Mrs. Tokuda had become undead ten years ago, and today she was only thirty-six years old, so she could say that she hadn’t been sexually satisfied for a long time. At this time, the sweetly adulterous, joyful moans of the two women kept coming.

“Come on, I’m going to get naked.”

The woman got out of bed and took off her nightgown and underwear in the room. In an instant, it had revealed a snow-white, curvaceous, well-defined curvaceous beauty, almost like a beautiful Venus goddess.

The swollen, bulging hips and breasts, the dark, lush pubic hair, especially in the dim light, made them look ripe and inviting.

Lascivious smiles and dim lighting shine into deeper shadows. The lady confidently approached Yoshida and pressed down hard on him.

“Oh, sweetheart, ma’am! You’re beautiful.”

Much like Ichiro Ei’s acting, Madame hugged him tightly in excitement.

“Great, but not too good for the lady.”

“What’s embarrassing.”

“Aren’t you afraid of the missus?”

“Afraid of what? She’s having fun?”

“Ah, tonight is the happiest night of my life.”

“But don’t be the Last Supper!”

The woman tenderly removes Yoshida’s pants as she lies on top of him, on her knees. The lady ran her fingers over her carnelian, so mesmerizing due to her deep knowledge of men, her excessively fat breasts, her waist, and her large pussy door.

Filled with blissful flesh, their pussies swollen like bread, their lustful juices as sweet and savory as peach juice, both of them have drowned in this abyss of love, and the list of men who have drowned in the fountain of lustful pleasure can be endless.

Madame’s snow-white, soft fingertips had slipped inside his femoral compartment, tenderly holding his swollen phallus, and then rhythmically rubbing up and down and twitching. The reddish purple jade penis, which is at the mercy of Madam’s skillful hands, has now become hot, hard, swollen, and the hallowed phallus has become symbolic.

“Mr. Yoshida, kiss me!”

Madame narrowed her lustful eyes, a hungry look on her lips, and as she spoke, the woman’s fingers still kept caressing his cock.

Yoshida couldn’t take it anymore either, he reached down to caress his lady’s white strands and proceeded to find the secret place of peach blossoms.

“No, not yet, hands are too dirty. No way! My pussy flesh is naughty.”

Large, swollen, courting nipples and breasts, pressed against his thick chest hairs, and lewd hips spread wide. Madame clutched Yoshida’s lower body tightly, and pressed it into her own femoral compartment.

Then, the gentle touch of the skin like a lustful female beast fanned the lustful blood within Yoshida’s heart straight to heat up. Yoshida showed an expression of wanting to cry as he sucked on the lady’s moist vermilion lips, sucked on her sweet saliva, sucked on her tongue, and had almost reached the point of climax.

The classical Oriental way of making love says that hasty intercourse is better than wet, tender kissing!

“Ah… so cute man! It’s my baby! My horse!”

Madame moaned in triumph and grunted at the top of her lungs.

The man sucked on the breasts as if they were breastfeeding, like a lustful beast! The man’s tongue chirped and sucked, and the lady’s breathing quickened.

The beautiful kinky flesh was constantly quivering.

“It’s so beautiful. I can’t stand it, just do it! I don’t care so much, ah… it’s so beautiful, so beautiful, love me, possess me! Love me forever and ever! Oh… oh…”

The frantic slut’s thighs were spread so wide that almost even the opening of her womb was visible, just welcoming the sophisticated one-inch mage to explore it.

A slurping sound from the bottomless quagmire, like the secret palace of the moon! Like the tiger’s mouth with its incoming teeth exposed within the metaphorical cup of the shadowy mountain, the gnome with the red head has plunged into the abyss of lustful pleasures.

At that moment, the lady once again let out an angry cry, saying, “Oh… it’s so beautiful… oh… it’s so beautiful… ah… mmm… oh… good brother… you’re so good… deeper… harder… yes… harder… you’re breaking it… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Yoshida captured the nucleus of the woman’s atom with his fingers and entered the secret tent of the jade pussy, probing the turbulent flow. As he silently fades away within the flesh. When he reaches the Moon Palace in search of spring, he travels to and from the jade doorway of the Spring Palace, turning left and right. The little night concubine of love, dripping with spring rain, tightly grasps the red lotus’s heavenly horse, and at this time all the horses gallop, and there is the spring water that endures weeping in the bosom of the Jade Gate Pass, overflowing to the door.

“Wait a minute, your red horse is not yet inside my purple horse hut, I… I’ve been waiting, waiting for you, to take a little… a little break!”

When she finished speaking the lady leapt up and made the man sleep on his back, holding her pretty face between his strands.

“I’m sorry! I wanted to kiss your cock…”

After that, the lady’s bright red lips, has come in, she from the tip of the glans from the gentle sucking, rubbing, friction. When the man was shaking his legs and arm trembling, the itch was born from the glans, and Yoshida finally ejaculated once or twice, and the man’s lustful semen came out.

At this moment, the two bodies trembled with pleasure, and the fire of maddening lust burned the flesh of both men and women. The lady’s whole body turned into a lewd female beast, she rode on Yoshida’s belly, holding the man’s penis, indulgently sucking on it, and began to vibrate drastically.

Bright red pomegranate’s pubic cleft, the tip of the jade blade to the bottom, hot, fast and free running, up and down, left and right diagonally ten texts, a thousand horses straight into the mouth of the uterus.

The lady made ecstatic noises from the bottom of her heart, revealing the mouth of a furious heavenly detained nose laughing maniacally at Dover, and making even the most lascivious noises.

Chapter IV. Stimulant students

The family boarded a student of about twenty years of age named Tetsuo Akamatsu. He was pale and thin with sunken eyes due to stimulant poisoning.

In fact, during the day, he had seen Mr. Yoshida copulate with the maid, and he had watched with great excitement.

He still retained his virginity, but had reached extreme sexual delusions, so he was very eager to copulate with Chiyo.

So he waited until that night. But as soon as it was night, Chiyo disappeared into Mrs. Yoshida’s door, which was also locked, so she could only look through the keyhole, and was shocked.

It was amazing how a secret game between a woman and a woman could be so mesmerizing. He suppressed his erection and finally returned to his room. At that moment, his nerves began to trance and again, and his toxic waste flared up once more.

So he took the syringe from within the drawer, completely unsterilized, filled it with stimulants, injected it into his thigh, and instantly his expression came back to life.

The receiver, Tetsuo Akamatsu, sneaked back to the door of the lady’s room, and this time he left the door of the room unlocked.

Mrs. Yoshida and Chiyo used a claw pattern, rubbing and sucking each other’s breasts as their swollen, bulging hips rocked violently.

In the midst of the game between the two of them, the inside of Chiyo’s pussy door, which had been ejaculated into by Yoshida during the day, was now being synthesized with Mrs. Yoshida’s pussy water into a single piece. The hymen that was broken by Yoshida’s penis was dripping blood, and Mrs. Yoshida’s navel to her buttocks was already covered in blood.

“It’s very uncomfortable, what’s with all the lewdness?”

Mrs. Yoshida’s words made Chiyo tense up, and she hastily wiped her femoral position dry with a handkerchief, her head going blank as she concentrated on indulging in her caresses.

Perhaps it was a sixth sense! Her Ladyship leapt to her feet, crooked her face and said angrily, “Chiyo, you did it with Khun Luang while I was out, didn’t you? Nasty woman, um… I hate you, to steal my husband, I really… I really hate you.

”

The lady kicks Chiyo with her leg and Chiyo rolls off the bed naked. As soon as she sits down, she takes her clothes and escapes in a panic, at which point she collides with Tetsuo, who is peeping through the door.

“Chiyo! You remember that well.” The lady shouted as Chiyo and Tetsuo each fled back to their rooms.

Although Chiyo was exhausted, she still had fond memories of Master Yoshida’s intercourse, especially his incredibly strong penis, and she really wanted to have a good time with him again, no… she really wished that she could be together and have intercourse with him every night.

Mrs. Yoshida, who had not returned to her husband’s room, was burning with jealousy, and in her anger, like a purple ghost, she came to the room where the countess had spent the night.

She peered through the keyhole and saw Mrs. Tokuda’s breasts jiggling and being sucked.

The two snow-white bodies overlapped, making sweet, wavy noises.

Her Ladyship seemed to be intoxicated and dizzy with sexual pleasure, and Her Ladyship’s bountiful cunt had long since swollen like bread. Yoshida was pinned down to meet Madame’s writhing and pumping, and the sight coerced Madame’s optic nerves.

At this moment, she was not only angry at her husband for playing with the maid Chiyo during the day, but now she was openly screwing her best friend Mrs. Tokuda, which she could not tolerate, she was not only jealous, but also felt humiliated, and her trust and friendship with her friend was completely destroyed.

Anger and jealousy caused the blood in her head to flow backwards, and in an instant it seemed like it was about to explode.

On the other hand, her husband and Mrs. Tokuda were by now intoxicated with the secret art of lustful pleasure like a dream, and the two of them were turned into prisoners of beastly lust.

The peering lady seemed to forget her jealousy and loathing as she too suddenly removed the clothes from her body one by one.

And Tetsuo, on the other side, suddenly saw his wife, completely naked, standing in front of Mrs. Tokuda’s room.

He wondered if he was having a stimulant seizure imagining how even such an elegant lady could show that kind of prodigality.

Tetsuo was so stimulated by his wife’s waves that he really wanted to hug Mrs. Yoshida at this moment. So, he quietly approached the lady’s back, that stimulation made his penis gradually swell, finally he could not bear to undo the button, he suddenly stood up and pulled out his penis, quietly holding the lady’s hips.

The Lady, in the faint shadows, crooked her face and reflexively tried to escape, but was already being penetrated by a hot, hard rod of flesh, thrusting through the crack of her ass.

She knew it was useless to run away, so she put a smile on her face and her eyes signaled Tetsuo that he could do as he pleased, and Tetsuo showed a hand sign of acceptance like he was chasing a mare.

“Here, no. Go to the same room, Tetsuo.”

“Yes? Thank you. Please.”

He said as he peeked into the keyhole.

“No looking.”

“But, I’ve seen the Lady do good things too, so I wanted to refer to it.”

At that moment, the woman in the room sat up, her fat ass swelling and rocking violently. And the man’s penis swelled to the point where it was almost ready to ejaculate like sperm.

The lady hastily grabbed Tetsuo’s hand and disappeared into her bedroom.

“My husband plays with his, I play with mine, and chastity is the same for men and women. Now that the crime of adultery has been abolished, current women are still bound by the old social morality, and women are always abused by their husbands and in-laws. I am a new woman, I have the right to love what I love, I am different from the women who sell their bodies. Even Mrs. Tokuda, such an elegant woman, didn’t she steal my husband? I was so stupid! She had the audacity to press herself completely naked against my husband’s body…”

The vain noblewoman, suddenly transformed into a lecherous siren, bared her snow-white buttocks, topped her hips high, and flopped down on the bed.

“Hurry… hurry…”

Tetsuo’s cheeks fell to Her Ladyship’s waist and his hand touched Her Ladyship’s lower abdomen, rubbing Her Ladyship’s dark, lush pubic hair.

At that moment, Tetsuo’s virginal penis was like a pure fire rod, and he desperately wanted to thrust it into the cleft of his wife’s buttocks. So he grabbed the root of his prick with one hand and was about to pound the dragon and probe the hole.

The lady moaned and screamed, “Ah… there… there… fast… fast… thrust… fast…”

Tetsuo’s majestic, strong, passionate iron rod was even better than Yoshida’s, and it was not easy to penetrate for the elastic, the more beautiful fire door, he murmured, pushing hard against Madame’s pussy door, who was breathing rapidly with excitement at that moment.

Tetsuo ejaculated in less than twenty strokes, so instantly the penis was like a deflated balloon.

Tetsuo walked out of his room and met Chiyo in the hallway. At that moment, the sound of a lock being snapped on came from the door of the lady’s room, as if she had already left the house.

“What’s that sound?”

“No… it’s Mr. Yoshida and Mrs. Tokuda fooling around, and the lady is jealous.”

“What, Master and Mrs. Tokuda.”

Chiyo also gritted her teeth…

Chiyo wanted to go back inside the house, Tetsuo grabbed her from behind and said, “Chiyo, I’ve liked you for a long time.

”

“Let go, let go.”

“You and the Khun Luang also screwed, didn’t you? I know, and if you don’t listen to me, I’ll tell the madam that I saw it with my own eyes…”

Chérif’s stimulants kicked in, his face turned pale, and he was breathing heavily…

“Hahaha… Khun Luang sucks. You’re so stupid… You’re so naive to try to steal the Lady’s husband.

Aren’t you at all angry at having your virginity taken by the lord?”

“But he was gentle and loved me…”

“Being treated like a doll… it’s a virgin’s love affair, but you’d better give up on it. His Lordship is Mrs. Tokuda’s plaything, and they’re having fun right now…”

“┅”

Chiyo’s face swelled red with shame and anger, and she was about to go back to her room. Tetsuo grabbed her sleeve.

“How about… with me…? Come to my room…”

Chiyo entered Tetsuo’s room helplessly.

Chapter 5: Love is a Grave

The next morning, Madame went to the maid’s room.

The room was unlocked, and when she went in, the bed was in disarray, and when she opened the drawer, there was a diary.

“X month, X day. Today is a sad day, the day I was robbed of my hymen by my lord. I am ashamed and regretful and happy, and the feelings are really contradictory. Master said that he loved me more than Madam, and the woman’s competitive nature made me very happy. But the thought of being scolded by the Lady made my heart heavy.”

After reading it, the lady gritted her teeth and tore the diary apart, dropping it in her hand before picking it up again and placing it inside her pocket.

The lady knocked on the door of her husband’s room, and there was no answer, as if the man was not in the room. This time she came and knocked on the door of Tetsuo’s room, and this also did not answer, as if the person was also absent.

“Ah… What’s going on? No one’s responding… Is it because they’re asleep or because they’re out?… It must be because they were too tired from last night…”

The lady twisted her eyebrows and stretched, still in her pajamas, to Mrs. Tokuda’s room and knocked on the door.

It’s been answered here.

“Good morning, ma’am.”

Mrs. Yoshida said good morning to her partner with a cold, silent expression, and Mrs. Tokuda said with deliberate curtness, “Good morning… I’m sorry… I overslept because I was so tired from playing…”

As she said… she had already changed her clothes.

“I was so tired last night, I thought you were still sleeping, please take your time and rest…”

“No… I’m too much of an intruder… I’d like to be excused first…”

“But… so tired last night… aren’t you hungry?”

“No… I wasn’t tired at all last night… oh… oh…”

After saying her compliments, she saw the obi of Tokuda’s survivor and didn’t even give it away, and Mrs. Yoshida felt very disgraced.

“Hey… what’s wrong with Tokuda?”

“Go back, you’ve gone too far! I can’t believe you’re with Tokuda… an animal!”

The lady became a demon of jealousy, grabbing Yoshida’s face in her hands and kicking and punching him, followed by a whimpering sound… The lady fell to her knees at Yoshida’s feet.

Yoshida looked down in cold silence.

“Hey… What’s wrong with the maid? She’s not here? I’m hungry.”

The lady grabbed her husband’s feet and looked at him.

“No. It’s outrageous that someone like you… should be involved with her… She ran away last night because of you.”

He cried again when he finished speaking.

“Escaping at night… is there such a thing?”

Yoshida went to the maid’s room, and sure enough, it was not there. There was no one in the kitchen, no one in the toilet, and no sign of luggage being packed. The shoes were still there too. Yoshida laughed and nodded his head… while walking to the door of Tetsuo’s room, knocking on it, no response, leaning his body against the door and banging on it a few times, the door didn’t break, so he banged on it with a hammer and finally broke it. He was stunned to see what was inside the house.

It turned out to be the sight of a young man and woman overlapping on the bed. The woman was on top, exposing her big round buttocks, and the man was on the bottom, both hands clasping the woman’s neck, spitting black blood from his mouth, empty and pale, already broken, blood moistening the bedspread.

Instantly, the back of his head, after a blunt impact, fell to the ground.

As it turned out, the lady was holding the hammer in her hand and staring at the back of her husband’s head with an icy expression like the undead, her eyes on fire. After dropping the hammer and ascertaining from the broken door that Tetsuo and Chiyo were dead, she began to let out a horrible laugh. I don’t know if it was madness? Or just severely irritated, as she walked away, she entered her room and she flopped down on her bed.

After that, the Yoshida House became a haunted house, no one dared to buy it, and it turned into ruins, and to this day that house still exists.

Title II Tides

Sayuri sat at her desk, doing nothing.

She had gotten into the habit of waking up early from her school days before her family was up.

It’s a break from school, no homework, and no desire to study.

At this point, her hand naturally went between her buttocks.

The boxers were already slightly wet. She fiddled with it with her fingertips and soon the pleasure spread throughout her body. At this point, she was sitting in a position that had long since become fragmented and unorganized.

Her hands weren’t long enough, so she simply laid back down, removed her panties, and stood with one leg up, teetering on her hips, which was Sayuri’s best position.

Sayuri, who wasn’t in the best of shape in the first place, had unknowingly scratched her membranes with her fingernails since she had been having fun and masturbating night after night. Since about three months or so, she started rubbing her pussy flesh by sticking two fingers into it.

Outside the window it was a fine day, the delicate sun of early spring shining on the green leaves of the courtyard, more verdant and lusty.

Some of the grass flowers were also vying for bloom, but unfortunately, Sayuri wasn’t in the mood to enjoy them right now.

Sayuri’s clear eyes didn’t move at all, her eyebrows drooped at the roots, her mouth was slightly open, a demented, expressionless look on her face as she buried herself in the sweet masturbation of the only one who was oblivious.

Here, in the Honkawa Sake Brewery, the richest store in the village, the room located inside is Sayuri’s room.

The girl was sure she wouldn’t be seen, but there were two eyes glaring right at her mesmerized expression, and pinned bottom.

That man was Fumiyoshi Ono, a longtime laborer of the Honkawa family.

His family had been working as servants in the Honkawa family for many generations. He was the butler of the Honkawa family, and often had 20 to 30 long-time workers and female workers under his command, but he was able to direct them skillfully and organize their work in a way that suited their needs.

This morning he had arranged for fourteen male workers to go to the logging, at which time he happened to see the workers off and was on his way back to the store when he passed by Sayuri’s room door.

Honkawa Sake Brewery sells mainly sake, also wholesale and retail.

He looked at yesterday’s results and talked to the team leader of the outlet, so he then instructed to display the rest of the goods, that was Manji’s job.

He has to get to the store, it’s farther through the warehouse, it would be closer if he went through the restrooms away from the warehouse made of dirt.

So he walked over to the side of the restroom and he glanced at Sayuri’s room and he was shocked.

Because he saw Sayuri masturbating.

He bent down in a panic and hid under a tree, his face pressed against the glass window where he could clearly see every move inside the house.

At this moment, the sunlight shone obliquely into the corridor. Since he was too close to the room, the sunlight was reflected back at him, so he could clearly see the wet lust dripping from Sayuri’s fidgeting fingers.

At first, he was very surprised. Afterward, he thought about the fact that Sayuri had reached the age of pining for sex, so it wasn’t surprising.

It was the first time he’d ever seen a young girl in a masturbatory position this close, not to mention that he’d been carrying and holding Sayuri so often since she was a child that he almost ached more than his own child.

Sayuri’s masturbation stance was very composed, as slow and deliberate as a middle-aged woman’s, and she continued her homework with a single mind.

Even though he was already in his fifties, the manhood between his pants was still on the move, and he had no choice but to use his hand to press down on his soon-to-be-raised prick.

Not being able to stay too long, in case Sayuri saw him trough, he left the scene almost crawling, creeping, around the warehouse and out of the square.

Looking backward, he saw Sayuri, who was coming in broken steps. Her face turned red and she ran into Man-gil’s arms. Wen Ji hugged Sayuri tightly and Sayuri cried, “Uncle Wen saw it.”

Man-gil squeaked, “What is it… I didn’t see anything.”

“Liar, you saw my private parts, I found you peeking through the window, and then you crawled and slipped away… I was so shy.”

Sayuri hugged Fumiyoshi even harder, burying her head in Fumiyoshi’s arms and sobbing so hard.

Fumiyoshi finally realizes that it’s not okay to play dumb.

Directly below the taller Fumiyoshi’s chin was Sayuri’s head. He was surprised to realize that Sayuri had grown so big.

The distinctive hair scent of an adolescent girl in the throes of puberty irritated his nostrils.

The young girl had grown up to be a full-fledged adult female body, with fat innards, pale, richly glowing skin, rounded shoulders, and a full body that was so elastic in its sensuality that it had almost fully grown into a mature adult female body.

He gently hugged the young girl’s shoulders.

“You’re not young anymore, sexual desire is a human instinct, people grow up and do that kind of thing whether they’re a man or a woman, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, and when you want to do it in the future, the door should be closed tightly.”

Sayuri’s head nodded desperately, but she didn’t want to leave either, instead she hugged Fumiyoshi’s wrists even harder and started rubbing her opponent’s lower abdomen.

Fumiyoshi had already figured out what was on the young girl’s mind, and he was afraid of being seen, so he looked around quietly, and there seemed to be no one in sight.

There were three warehouses there, forming a J-shape, side by side in a horizontal square with plum trees side by side on the west side, forming a high wall.

Those who enter the house will not be seen unless they are on the inside.

Walking from the site to the center of the square, the fallen-pine leaves drifting from the mountains covered the ground and had completely dried. These pine leaves were used for the fire.

About a year before the end of the Great War, i.e., there was no oil or gas, so wood-burning fires utilized wood and dead leaves exclusively. Fuelwood was also used as fuel for brewing.

Sayuri slowly raised her head as she said, “Uncle Man, I want to come for real, teach me!”

Sayuri’s amazing words surprised Fumiyoshi greatly.

Sayuri’s eyes glistened with tears and her lips quirked.

Fumiyoshi’s heart skipped a beat at Sayuri’s words, and his whole body boiled with blood.

His mind was blank, his heart did not know how to answer. Sayuri said, “Everyone in my class has done it, and being seventeen already, I’ll be laughed at if I haven’t. My mom married my dad when she was seventeen, everyone has done it, I want to do it too.”

Fumiyoshi saw the face of Sayuri who was about to cry out loud again and he really didn’t know how to console Sayuri.

“It’s not too young to say that I’m not young anymore, I’m already grown up, it’s fine to try, but with your family’s background, you must find someone with a proper family background who is young and capable. I’m already so old and a servant of your family, I’ll be laughed at when I tell the world.”

“No… I won’t be laughed at, I like Uncle Man, you’ve loved me more than my father and brother since I was a child, I like you, I wish to offer my virginity to you, I’ve thought about it…”

Sayuri wrapped her arms around Fumiyoshi’s body and rubbed it hard, Fumiyoshi was held tightly and at this point Fumiyoshi was even more overwhelmed.

“You can’t do that in broad daylight, you have to do it at night…”

Fumiyoshi is desperate to convince to escape, but is strongly discouraged by Sayuri.

“Nonsense, some of my friends have done it in the wheat fields in broad daylight as well as in the bamboo forests, mulberry fields etc.

It’s even been done in the grass on the side of the road, anywhere, here too yo.”

So Sayuri lay down on the pine leaves at the bottom of her feet, in a small, isolated village in the northern part of Hyogo Prefecture, and this morning in late March, the tops of the pine leaves were also covered with snow-like frost.

The body of the young girl who was overwhelmed by lust did not feel the slightest chill.

Fumiyoshi panicked and used both hands to pluck off the frost that had gotten on the pine leaves.

Sayuri looked like she couldn’t wait as she lay on her back with her thighs spread wide and her arms stretched out.

“Come on?” She urged.

Sayuri’s eyes emitted a strange light, I don’t know if it was due to rising lust? Or was it because she had lost her mind? She almost had no shame, that kind of loose form, really made Fumiyoshi stunned.

Sayuri wasn’t wearing anything underneath her pajamas, and under the light of the delicate spring sun, the lower half of her completely naked virginal flesh was radiating a beautiful glow.

It feels like daydreaming, like admiring paintings of a dream world, with the medulla paralyzed and thinking completely stopped.

The lovely navel was gasping for air, the sparse grass covering the hills below – Fungi looked so dumbfounded he had almost lost his mind.

“Is it okay? Is it really okay?”

He asked as he leaned in.

Fumiyoshi hung his head and pressed himself against the girl’s body, not daring to move a muscle. He muttered over and over again, “Well done.” By now he had repeated the question five or six times. He was very conflicted and very afraid.

He had loved Sayuri very much since she was a toddler, even more than his own child, and being the master’s thousand dollar daughter, he was now trying to take away the other’s virginity.

“What to do?” He was very annoyed, but there was no better solution.

He also forgot how he got back here? Shame floated through his mind, a tumult of emotions, and the gesture of Sayuri, completely naked in her lower half, was so beautiful that he didn’t know what to do, how to end it.

He wants to do it for only five to six minutes, or do it for twelve minutes and be done with it, but is there such a short time?

At first, Sayuri gave a small cry of “A…”, her face contorted, and he asked, “Does it hurt?” So he stopped.

“Well… a little bit… I’m glad.”

After saying that, he hugged tightly. Because she had asked for it, Sayuri didn’t have the slightest thought of backing down.

Afterward, he took out a towel to wipe the dripping blood.

Sayuri, who sat up on her upper body, also said with wide eyes, “Is that, blood?” She showed a shocked expression.

“It’s broken and needs to be taken care of, look at it.”

With that, the young girl resumed her original position, sleeping on her back with her thighs spread even wider than before.

A very proper look and a lack of shame, a really peculiar girl.

Fumiyoshi bends down, looks down, reaches out to see, but the blood flow has stopped and no skin has been broken.

He remembered the beauty of the bright red, blood-filled virgin’s flesh that had almost mesmerized him. This reddish nub was so much more tantalizing than his wife’s, which had long since turned black.

He almost had an urge to suck on it.

He retracted his hand and was about to get up when he tripped over Sayuri’s leg again.

“Doesn’t it matter?” She reached out and hugged him again.

Upon closer inspection, the back of the pajamas was wet and dark.

“My back is wet, come on… I have to change.”

Said the young girl, touching it with her hand.

“Really? Get changed…”

That day, all day long, Fumiyoshi was like a sleepwalker flying on a cloud, lost in thought, unable to think or work, and worried about being seen to be broken at every turn.

He barely slept at night either, regretting and annoyed that he had only glanced at Sayuri’s naked lower half, and bright red female body.

So, this morning after a day, his mental state remained the same.

Early in the morning, after he had assigned his workers to work on the mountain, he knelt before the fireplace in the same way as yesterday.

“Morning.”

low woman’s voice and looked up as the paper door in front of her gently pulled open.

Sayuri stood in front of her, her face powdered and lipsticked.

The body was dressed in a silk kimono.

Never have I seen her so mature and beautiful.

Fumiyoshi froze, not knowing what to say as he just stared at Sayuri.

Sayuri said, “Sorry!” Then she knelt down on the dirty tatami mat and very carefully stretched out her hands to pull the paper door closed, as if she was practicing, very calm and steady.

Her face looked at Fumiyoshi and she said with both hands outstretched squarely in front of her.

“Good morning and thank you for yesterday.”

Very polite and courteous.

At a loss for words, Fumiyoshi also scrambled to sit upright and return the favor, but he didn’t know what to say. He knew that Mrs. Chieika’s upbringing was very strict, but there was no such thing as a girl who would go around the world and thank a man who had taken her hymen.

Sayuri raised her head slightly, revealing caressing eyes and a comradely smile from the corner of her eyes. These were the flirtatious eyes of a mature woman.

A woman who had tasted a phallus would become so flirtatious with her eyes after just one night. Manji felt a warm heat covering his back.

“What’s so important this early in the morning?”

He deliberately showed a cold silent voice, but Sayuri didn’t care at all. She looked at Fumiyoshi tenderly.

“Deliberately playing dumb, knowingly.”

After saying that, she got up, and after jumping a bit like a butterfly fluttering, she sat on Fumiyoshi’s lap like she did when she was a toddler, her hands wrapped around Fumiyoshi’s neck, and her cheek came up.

“Like yesterday, again.”

She snickered.

Fumiyoshi may have been in a flurry of anticipation, but he felt surprised to be so nakedly pointed out in a single word.

“No, I will regret after doing that kind of thing, and I will be scolded if Madam or Master knows about it, I dare not.”

The Marco Polo team is a very good team, and they are very good at what they do.

Sayuri’s face turned red and she shouted angrily, “No… no…” and spread her white thighs and lay on her back facing Manji.

Just about to take off my underwear.

“If you don’t, I’ll cry out loud.”

After that she started kicking with both legs.

Man-gil stood up and said, “Okay… only once.” He unbuckled his belt and took off his underwear.

He glanced over at Sayuri, and the young girl had long since pulled out a blanket folded into four and padded it under her hips.

Sayuri understood Fumiyoshi’s sight.

“Clothes body up, it will arouse mother’s suspicion.”

Showing a shy expression.

Fumiyoshi thought back to yesterday when Sayuri’s pajamas moistened a corner.

A lot of lust means she is in need of a man. I like a woman with a lot of lust myself.

However, such an innocent young girl, like the legend myth, only one in a hundred thousand people, he felt very lucky.

In the days to come, after about the seventh time of intercourse. The force of Sayuri’s hands holding Fumiyoshi suddenly became stronger, her whole body would twitch, and a moan escaped from her throat.

In an instant, Fumiyoshi realized that his whole body had been blown away as if his soul had been blown away by something.

Like Zhang Chao, he was inspired and blew himself up at the same time.

His hand touches it like a spring of water.

Later, about the second time or so, he experienced the same sensation, and he was sure it was an orgasm.

Although the human body is inherent, but the early teenage girls, to such effects, will have a reaction, adult-like open-eye situation, can bring men how much pleasure.

Sayuri knew she had a lot of kink, but she didn’t realize she had more than average.

It flowed out in large quantities, starting only about ten days ago.

That night, late at night, after one o’clock, Sayuri had a nightmare, her whole body was sweating, and her body felt sticky and very uncomfortable. She was about to go to the restroom, and as she walked down the hallway, she heard a strange, low, deep voice coming from inside her mother’s bedroom.

She wondered if her father was doing it now since he came home late.

Sayuri had extraordinarily high respect for her parents, and thus had never bothered to pry into their affairs in the past.

She gingerly opened the front door slightly and peeked close to the paper door to see her mother sleeping on the covers of her father’s bed as if she were teasing him.

“I can’t stand it, get up quickly.”

The mother cried.

“Leave me alone… I’m drunk tonight, come back tomorrow!”

The father shouted loudly in his desire to dismiss the mother.

“You’re pushing and dragging, I can’t stand it, I can’t wait until tomorrow, you’re always out spending your time, leaving me out in the cold, even sleeping with Plum to the point of getting pregnant, what’s so good about her anyway? If she’s so good, you shouldn’t come back.

”

Mother roughly grabbed her father’s thong, instantly exposing the bottom half of his prick as she held a wet towel out to him.

My father said, “Well… it’s cold… what if I catch a cold? Idiot!”

“This will make your thing hard in no time.”

Mother sat on Father’s lap.

“Too dirty to be touched by Plum’s hands.”

Mother wiped it carefully.

After rubbing it for a few moments, it didn’t seem to work too well, then I took a rubber band out of the drawer and wrapped it around my fingertips, making small loops and then putting it around the base of the root.

“Ouch.”

My father jumped up and tried to reach down to untie it, but my mother stopped him.

“Don’t move, I’m your wife, let me take the initiative this time.”

My mother said seriously that my father, who had been a macho man, had lost so much of his majesty at night.

Mother stood up and seemed to want to do something…

“Come on… Young Master… wake up.”

She said happily, and leapt up to sit on her father’s body.

Sayuri, at the moment, was watching and listening carefully to her parents’ movements, but her hands were already inside her panties.

Momentarily, her mother stopped, suddenly got down, and let out a “ohh.ohh.ohh.” sound that touched Sayuri’s body deeply.

Then, a large amount of lewd water gushed out again. Since that night, Sayuri’s fluids had increased.

When it was over, Sayuri happily went to her room.

She asked Man-gil to come back, but Man-gil said, “No!”

Sayuri desperately argued, saying, “No… must come.”

Today, due to Sayuri’s school break, her mother, Chieka, is also still sleeping. This morning, she puts on her makeup, changes into a pretty kimono, and sneaks back into the room of the man she loves, the family’s butler, Fumiyoshi, who is about fifty years old, and really doesn’t understand what Sayuri’s purpose for being here is.

Fumiyoshi thought to himself that there must be an ideal male for Ms. Motokawa’s family.

Sayuri walked into her room and quickly took off her kimono and changed into her normal clothes, going to the sink to wash her face and wipe off her lipstick, she folded her kimono and put it in her closet before returning to her bed, she looked around carefully.

She stood in front of the mirror to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary before walking inside the kitchen.

Mother seemed to have just gotten up, and after encountering her and the two maids exchanging good mornings, they went about their business as usual.

Sayuri has grown into an adult, especially when she puts on a kimono in a mature manner that makes Fumiyoshi look dumbfounded and Sayuri even more delighted.

Maybe it’s falling in love. Fumiyoshi’s distress deepens and he doesn’t know what to do.

On the morning of the fifth day, after it was over, Sayuri said happily, “Harder… move skillfully… I like Uncle Man.”

“When I graduate, I’m going to be Uncle Man’s number two.”

The young girl who said it rashly didn’t seem to know any shame at all.

You can’t just talk nonsense or you’ll be finished if you’re overheard. Fumiyoshi could feel a cold ulcer at the back of his spine.

He said to Sayuri, “You’re still young, so after breakfast, if you’re free, come to my place, preferably in your usual clothes.”

Sayuri said happily, “Want to do it again?”

It was a joke, but it still looked as if nothing had happened.

“Something wrong?”

Fumiyoshi deliberately acted like he was cold and silent.

After about an hour or so, Sayuri came over again in her wooden drawer crunch.

This time Sayuri is wearing a pantsuit.

Being young and naturally beautiful, whatever you wear will fit perfectly.

“What’s the word?”

Sitting with his knees on the tatami mat and his pretty eyes rolling around in an ubiquitous manner, Fumiyoshi got flustered.

However, he wanted to necessitate convincing Sayuri, so he deliberately put on a serious face.

“Sayuri, talking too freely in the morning, you remember what to say, don’t you?”

“Oh… what did I say?”

She nodded her head slightly, a pensive look on her face.

“Did I say you did a good job?”

“Really, yes, and if the rest is more outrageous…”

“You said you wanted to be my wife number two.”

Fumiyoshi remembered it well as he sat upright and stared at Sayuri’s face.

“Has Sayuri ever seriously thought about that sort of thing, it’s insane for you to say something like that, being someone’s number two and looking for me to be so old and a servant in your house.”

Fumiyoshi’s words grew more and more agitated, and was interrupted by Sayuri.

“What’s wrong with number two, when I was a kid, my father had between five and seven number two’s, all of them beautiful. You say you are a servant, but my mother used to tell me that our family would have been finished long ago if it hadn’t been for the help of Uncle Man’s family. And in this village you have more standing than father, and you are very creditworthy, and Uncle Man is a great man, and I respect you very much, and I like you.”

She said with a red face, then not knowing what to say, Fumiyoshi stretched out both hands to stop Sayuri from continuing.

“Wait a little longer, I haven’t finished my words yet. You’re the youngest daughter of the Honkawa family, you’re beautiful, graceful, and intelligent, so you must be the prettiest and happiest bride in this village in the future. Be sure to find a man with a family and a future to marry.”

With that said, Fumiyoshi’s words were once again interrupted.

“I’m not going to marry! Don’t lecture me.”

Sayuri quickly opened the paper door like a bird lifting its wings and said with both hands on her face, “I like Uncle Man.”

With that, he ran off.

Fumiyoshi changed his position with both wrists on his chest and said with his head hanging down, “Just a moment.”

He thought that if it was his own daughter, he would have punched her in the face and made sure that she obeyed. But with Sayuri, he couldn’t do that.

Besides, he was nonetheless bitter that if his relationship with Sayuri continued, sooner or later it would be known.

In that case, he would not be able to continue to stay in the Honkawa family, so did he have to leave this place with his wife and children and go to another country.

Maybe even the nearby villages won’t be able to get a foothold.

He was over 50 years old, and it was wartime, how could he find enough work to make a living? The more he thought about the education of children, the more he wondered what to do.

Because of his current background in the Honkawa family, he was able to be called the chief steward among the many servants, among the people of the village, and felt quite honored himself.

Society is quite realistic. If he left, perhaps the Honkawa family would collapse, as Sayuri had said.

So the hotel run by these three generations of the Honkawa family might have been closed down since then, because the third generation owner, Renpei, only knew how to spend his time every day and did not do anything to run the business.

The Honkawa family is also a large farmer among the paddy farmers in the village, and has 63 mountains and forests, so the sake is brewed entirely from rice grown on more than 100 acres of their own land.

It is definitely not an easy task to run such a huge family estate.

In particular, if the person who is running the business is negligent in guidance or supervision, and has a lazy or thieving mind, it will quickly spread to other people like an epidemic. This is the weakness of human nature.

Fumiyoshi has heard of many instances of theft from the prison, resulting in the closure of businesses and so on.

When Fumiyoshi’s late father was alive, his salary was the highest in the village, higher than the principal of the elementary school, and he received a considerable annual dividend distribution.

In return for the warmth of the Honkawa family, Fumiyoshi really dissected his heart to manage the huge Honkawa family fortune.

It had been more than ten years from my late father to Fumiyoshi’s generation, but there had been neither a raise nor a bonus, and Mrs. Chieh Hye-hyang, who often went to the store to handle the retail sales, was well aware of it.

Since his youth, Wen Ji has been adopting the method of raising profits by profits, and has also bought a lot of mountains and forests in his wife’s mother’s home, Upper Osaka Village, and now has 27 mountains and forests, and is one of the few mountain forests and big money makers in the village.

“Wouldn’t want to do it here myself if the missus wasn’t here.”

I don’t know how many times Fumiyoshi had said that one to himself.

Even this time with Sayuri, the last thing he wanted was for the lady to know about it. For there had been such a thing as the following over.

A chaste woman steals from a man.

The late lord, Mr. Hansanbe, passed away shortly after announcing the building of a decent house for Fumiyoshi.

Mr. Inpyung likes to eat, drink and be merry, and is always surrounded by a group of women. He often spends large sums of money with a wave of his hand. Often, he would just set up a company and close it down, losing a large amount of money over and over again.

He often said in a bold voice: “Making money is Wen Ji’s job, spending money is my task.” He didn’t take advice from others.

The first beautiful woman in the village is Mrs. Chieh Huixiang, although he married such a beautiful, virtuous woman, but not yet satisfied, often body does not have eight to ten or so women, just alimony, I do not know how much property scattered.

Mrs. Chieika had often not had sexual intercourse with her husband for most of the year, so she was always irritated with jealousy and lack of desire.

During the cyclical physiological period of strong sexual desire, only by masturbation to endure the fire of desire in her heart. She often can’t stand it and walks around in the middle of the night like a madwoman in a state of boredom.

Late one night, after about eleven o’clock, Fumiyoshi was awakened by a knock at the door, and came out to see that Mrs. Chieika was standing in the doorway.

“There’s some confusion in the ledger, and I’m a little embarrassed to be so late, but please wait for me inside.

”

After finishing his speech, he went back. When I went to see her, under the dim light of the five-candle electric lamp, her head was smothered in a quilt, and she shivered and screamed, saying, “My stomach hurts so much, please press my abdomen for me.”

Fumiyoshi said under his breath, “Maybe it’s a stomach cramp,” and slipped his hand under the blanket.

When Fumiyoshi first saw Chieika marrying into the family, he marveled at how such a beautiful woman could exist in this world, and so he had always served her with the respect and admiration of a fairy. It was the first time he had been as close as he was today, and he didn’t know whether to be surprised or delighted, but his whole body trembled.

When his hand touched his chest, he said, “Further down.”

Could it be appendicitis, he thought? Reaching down, the Lady grasped Fungi’s hand in both of hers, purposely catching him in an unexpected place.

At this point, the lady’s abdomen was completely naked.

Fumiyoshi felt a slickness in the palm of his hand.

This is a situation where men and women do not need to exchange messages.

Instinct and instinct, the sparks scatter to form a rise in libido.

Finished, the lady hugged Manji’s chest and said, “I intentionally lied to you, I’m sorry, that person in my house, hasn’t touched me for a long time, I’m almost going crazy.”

Crying while talking.

Fungi was still intoxicated and had not yet regained his senses.

He embraced the lady’s soft body, holding the devotional mood of devotion to the nymphs, and his whole person and heart almost melted away.

On the second and third nights also, after the little children had gone to sleep, and about eleven o’clock past, when the little children had gone to sleep, they stole in, chiefly by Fumiyoshi, who was afraid of being suspected by his wife of going into her ladyship’s room.

Chieka is a woman of conservative ideas, valuing her chastity more than her life, but her rushing, intense sexual desire causes her to abandon her senses and fall into a smoky haze of lust.

On the fifth night, after the event, the lady sat up and said, “After we have been together in this way, I have already treated you as a husband in my heart; please do not look down on me; I am not a shallow woman, and I have not given up my role as a housewife, a mother, in this house. Secretly, I am your junior wife, while the relationship on the surface remains the same.”

Of course, Wen Ji felt the same way. Since then, nearly seven years, they almost night and night constantly intercourse, on the surface, the lady seems to be very strict, the end of the dress, other people seem to be just Wen Ji to her piece of loyalty to the master-servant relationship.

At some point, after the Lady’s heartfelt deliberation, they decided to use the color of the towels on the toilet sink, which was a little farther away from the house, as a signal.

Red means that the boss is at home and Manji is not allowed to go to the lady’s room, and blue means that he is not at home and wants Manji to come.

Fumiyoshi went to the store and passed by several times a day, so he could see the towel clearly. When he saw the red towel, his heart skipped a beat, just like a teenager.

Mrs. Wen Ji also really like, the first time, Mrs. Wen Ji said: “I was seventeen years old at the initiative of my parents married here, I have no experience, so I hate to have sex with my husband. I used to cry and run away, and once I even cried all night in the toilet. Gradually, I got used to it, as if it were an obligation. There was no such thing as love or desire, so I don’t know how many years ago, but in my heart, there was only Fumiyoshi, who was masculine. As my father-in-law said, you’re a great man, the pillar of our family, and without realizing it, I’ve fallen in love with you. Whenever I see you, my face turns red and I think that’s falling in love, you are the first man in my life that I feel in love with.”

She sheds tears as she makes her feelings known, and Manga is moved to tears as he shares a woo-woo with her.

Therefore, Fumiyoshi thought that he could throw away his life for the sake of his wife. Therefore, even though his advice was not heeded, and the Honkawa family was on the verge of bankruptcy several times, Fumiyoshi vowed to defend the gates of the castle and never to retreat, purely in order to repay his wife’s heartfelt love for him.

A long time ago, when Mrs. Huixiang complained about her husband’s frivolous spending, Fumiyoshi said, “The master is the sole heir of the third generation, and because he is overprotected, he is unaware of the world and is capricious, and that is why he spends money, and sooner or later, he will lose his inheritance. Madame is married to him and can’t kick him out, so we’ll just have to wait for him to come to his senses one day. So I want to tell Madam one thing, bring your ancestral heritage to buy mountains and forests, so that you can increase your value and preserve your property in the future. This family no matter how it changes, your life all will not be a problem, life is still very far away, there are high tide ups and downs and ebb tide, that kind of experience is intelligent, everything just need to work hard and endure.”

Having said that, what did the wise lady decide, I wonder? No second complaint has been made since.

It was about four years ago! Inpyung was suffering from stomach and liver problems due to overeating and excessive lust, and was often at home because his doctor ordered him to abstain from lust.

Since two years ago, the room had been changed to a bedroom farther away from the inner sanctum, becoming Sayuri’s personal bedroom, and as a result, skin-to-skin contact with the lady had been interrupted for about four years.

But, to this day, the spiritual type of love still exists, and grows stronger, with a look of mutual affection, and a speech that only the two of them can comprehend.

and Madame’s most beloved daughter, by a sudden chance, had carnal relations, which lasted every morning.

If they don’t break up soon, it will lead to terrible consequences. Although reason told him so, he was looking forward to a moment of pleasure with the young Sayuri, and that burning passion and contradiction intertwined to make Fumiyoshi’s worries deepen.

Another annoyance, too, troubled him greatly.

That would be Fumiyoshi’s wife, Tuanzi, also a woman with a very strong sex drive.

After three or four days of not doing it, the wife herself would ride him of her own accord.

Last night too, after making sure the kids were asleep, his wife crept inside his covers, holding her breath as her hand rubbed Fungi’s cock.

Fumiyoshi was woken up in a somewhat unpleasant mood. Since he was exhausted by Sayuri, he was in a completely repulsive mood nowadays, so he tried his best to push his wife’s hand away. But after reflecting fiercely for a moment, he pulled his wife’s body towards him again.

The main reason is that Fumiyoshi reluctantly accepts his wife’s requests every time, and he’s afraid that one day she’ll see the writing on the wall.

Tuanzi was a woman who grew up in a poor farming family in the high mountains. Although she was not very good-looking, she was healthy, gentle and very hard-working. She used to work as a maid for the Honkawa family and arranged for their marriage by her late father.

She is a hardworking and thrifty family man, helping Wen Ji to create more wealth, even when she is poor, she never complains, and if she has spare time, she goes to help people with odd jobs, and the only real enjoyment is the couple’s skin-to-skin contact in the evening.

Her philosophy of life is: “As long as my husband is willing to make love to me, it means that he still loves me, and this kind of life, even if it is hard, can be lived.”

Wen Ji hugged his lovely wife tightly and swore, “I will give you a big house and happiness.”

That’s why it’s absolutely not acceptable to refuse your wife’s request. The one to refuse should be Sayuri.

Despite this, the reality is very serious because she won’t even listen.

Yesterday morning, Sayuri was so angry that she went back. I hoped she wouldn’t come this morning, but she did.

She looked as if nothing had happened, her face showing a smile.

Jumping and jumping just like when she was a toddler. She sat on Fungi’s lap, wrapped both hands around his neck, and sucked on his lips.

Fumiyoshi’s eyes were closed as usual, and he allowed Sayuri to suck on his mouth and lips. As if she had already prepared herself in her mind, Sayuri instantly collapsed with a strong contraction of her legs.

Fumiyoshi was pushed down, startled and was trying to get up when Sayuri immediately crossed over, quickly removing her pants and inserting her hand.

“Is this the kind of thing that a young girl can do?”

He cursed, but it didn’t apply to Sayuri, who was used to being loved by dragons since she was a child.

“This way, my mom did it, so I wanted to try it.”

As soon as he heard the name of his mother, Chieka, Bunga’s heart ached and he had to let it make him.

When she pulled out the prick and flicked it a few times, she used her mouth to suck on it.

I’ve often heard that sex education should be taught by parents, but it’s too much to ask that even sexual positions be seen by children.

Sayuri’s sexual skills were getting better and better.

It is necessary to do it with your wife every three days.

Even though Fumiyoshi was fifty-two years old, he had to admit that the flesh was gradually aging.

On the morning of the first day, as soon as Sayuri came home, Fumiyoshi immediately changed into hiking clothes, cloth shoes, and headed out with a small thalasso strapped around his waist.

He was going to visit the site on the mountain to consider and plan the next phase of his work. It was mostly something he was afraid of with Sayuri.

It’s quite a nice day outside.

It was said that “too much sex will make the heavenly way angry”, which was true, thought Fumiyoshi, as he stepped out of the door, his eyes stung with pain.

The sky, the green trees on the hills all turned yellow and he felt very uncomfortable.

He was walking through the cemetery and past the Juniper Hill trail when he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed on a horizontal juniper trunk.

Suddenly he was disoriented and gradually regained consciousness as he heard the sound of someone calling. He seemed to lie down horizontally and then slowly turned to lie on his back.

After trying to move his hands, feet and head a few times, he realized there was nothing unusual and his consciousness was becoming clearer. He thought great.

A glance at his watch showed that it was twenty minutes past nine, and he thought perhaps he had once passed out for a few minutes.

This scenario is likely to lead to stroke and even death.

If they really die, what will become of Sayuri, Mrs. Chieka and the Honkawa family?

And your own family is currently at a very important time.

The cause of the dizziness, he thought could it be the result of indulgence? He thought due to the fact that he violated the youngest daughter of his master’s family on a daily basis and there was actually nothing to counteract it, this was God’s punishment.

With Sayuri, he decided to end the relationship immediately now.

He decided on a course, and the countermeasures would not be difficult. It was Fumiyoshi’s idea, and perhaps it would also allow Sayuri to find her ideal lover.

At this time, Fumiyoshi already had several ideal candidates floating in his mind. Among them, Fumiyoshi chose Noriyuki, the eldest son of Sanoya.

Sanoya operated a pharmacy and groceries, and was the leading property owner in the village.

Noriyuki was a pharmacist at Osaka University and succeeded his family’s business as a pharmacy manager, but was recruited by Osaka University Hospital and has been working there for two years.

After the war was raging, colleagues in the hospital were summoned, perhaps he was afraid of being drafted, about three months ago to return to his home town, a good young man high and white patter.

Fumiyoshi drew up a plan and stood up. He found a branch to use as a walking stick for a few steps before gradually returning to his normal pace.

He goes to Sanoya Pharmacy, and fortunately, Noriyuki is at the pharmacy. He buys a jar of massage medicine for his wife.

“I have something to tell you, shall we go to Tenjin’s?” Tenjin’s hermitage was in a hidden place, and Noriyuki came after him, as tall as Fumiyoshi was a beautiful man.

“What’s the matter with the chief, is it a good thing or a bad thing?”

The young man was a bit impatient, so Fumiyoshi deliberately took a detour through the other side of the children’s playground and walked to the side of the main hall of worship and asked, “Noriyuki, do you know my lady?”

“Our young lady, seems to like you a lot, do you have any impression of her? Do you want to get acquainted and see?”

As if he had some certainty, Fumiyoshi made an appointment to meet him at a cedar tree in a bamboo thicket at one o’clock this afternoon.

Noriyuki said, “I know nurses and businesswomen, but I don’t have much experience with women.” He looked worried.

Fumiyoshi smiled and said, “You don’t need to talk to the woman, just go up and hug her.”

On his way home, Fumiyoshi buys ten pies, which are mainly used as an excuse to hang Sayuri, and are Mrs. Chieka’s favorite food.

He went back to the store not to see Sayuri, but to see the pretty cheeks of the lady.

Soon, Sayuri came out.

“I’m kind of in the middle of something, so I’ll be inside for a bit later, okay?”

After saying that, Sayuri then followed, and he told Sayuri, “Noriyuki, the most popular and beautiful man in the village, told me that he likes Sayuri.”

As expected, Sayuri’s eyes lit up and she asked, “Really? You’re not kidding me, right?”

So Fumiyoshi told Sayuri the time and place of the appointment.

Fumiyoshi’s heart was very complicated, thinking of Sayuri’s happiness on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was a bit reluctant to give up.

Sayuri was a little nervous as she ate her lunch and then left the house in a panic. Noriyuki had also been waiting at the meeting place for a long time.

Sayuri didn’t realize that the male was already standing there waiting, and the two of them looked at each other in shock as both of them arrived thirty minutes earlier than they originally did.

Noriyuki nodded to Sayuri, both of them a little embarrassed. Noriyuki held Sayuri’s hand in order to guide her to the flat ground.

He said in admiration, “What beautiful hands, what lovely fingers?”

With that, she kissed her fingers.

Sayuri comes from a wealthy family, so fine skin and white flesh are to be expected, but this trick is his technique for encountering female nurses at an Osaka hospital.

Sayuri was only being sucked on the palm of her hand, but being sensitive, her whole body felt like she was being electrocuted by an electric current.

Noriyuki hugged close to Sayuri’s shoulder and sucked on her lips, and she gently sucked him back, both feeling a great sense of pleasure.

Without resisting each other in any way, they clung to each other. The man pushes back against the woman, his boxers have been pulled down, and he reaches out to touch the woman’s pubic mound, reaching the woman with absolutely no effort at all.

Nevertheless, the woman is still very good at acting, and she deliberately pretends to be in pain, as if “it hurts” or “her hymen is ruptured”, and her body trembles a little.

After that kind of thing, Sayuri still clung to Noriyuki and wouldn’t let go.

She deliberately said, “I’ve always loved Noriyuki, and I’m so happy to be able to dedicate my hymen to you.”

She’s really learned the intelligence of the Manji teachings to the best of her ability.

“I’ve also had a crush on Sayuri for a long time, will you marry me?”

The woman hugged the man even harder, nodding her head gently and saying, “I’m so happy…”

From then on, the two young people, like a dry fire, meet every day at one o’clock in the afternoon.

Noriyuki said, “The people from the old days were better, you could sneak into the room at night.”

Sayuri said, “My room is so private that no one will come after ten or eleven o’clock.”

So they then decided to meet at eleven o’clock tonight.

Fumiyoshi could tell at a glance that the two of them had a physical relationship, and the two of them were really talented.

On this day Sayuri stood at the inner side door.

“This door closes at nine o’clock…”

As soon as Noriyuki arrived, Sayuri was immediately introduced to her room.

Sayuri was so happy when it was over that she wanted to tell Fumiyoshi about it. So she entered Fumiyoshi’s room and said, “Thank you.” Her face turned red and she didn’t dare to look at Fumiyoshi.

Fumiyoshi said, “Noriyuki is a good young man, the ideal lover for Sayuri, be good and let him love you well.

”

Sayuri said, “He’s already engaged to me, and he’s coming back tonight.”

Sayuri looked very happy.

Fumiyoshi had no choice but to laugh bitterly at the impatient young man.

So he wanted to tell Sayuri about fainting on the mountain this morning.

“I was afraid that if anything happened to me, it wouldn’t be good for my family or for the Honkawa family, so that’s why I decided to end it with you early.”

As if she had been sentenced to death, Sayuri said, “If you’re sick, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

She added, “Can’t you do it on Sunday morning?”

She came over to Fumiyoshi’s side looking like she was very reluctant to give up.

“No, I won’t touch Sayuri’s body anymore, so for the sake of your happiness, please forget the past as soon as possible!

”

Sayuri was very reluctant, but it was a smaller blow because she already had a lover.

In fact, Sayuri holds a sense of anticipation for Noriyuki, so she’s not too concerned about cutting ties with Fumiyoshi.

Sayuri waited until eleven at night, almost a little too late. She was having a really hard time with the time being so long.

She faded slightly, sprayed a few drops of perfume, and then hid under the covers, her mind racing with lustful thoughts.

The two of them had hugged within the bamboo bush during the day, and the strong, powerful sensation of Noriyuki holding her was still warm to this day.

However, she was so horny that it was almost a little too much for her. Without realizing it, her hand had reached down there, her fingers digging deeper and deeper.

At last it was eleven o’clock. All at once, the sound of knocking on the glass door was heard. Sayuri grabbed open the quilt and Noriyuki wasted no time in getting inside.

It was probably because of the chilly night air! Noriyuki’s cold footplate felt very pleasurable as it touched the warm Sayuri feet.

The two young flesh touched at once, not needing to speak much at all, hands and hands, skin touching skin, attracting each other like electric currents.

When it was over, Sayuri wouldn’t let go, and Noriyuki didn’t seem to be able to get enough. He said, “Can you come back tomorrow?”

Sayuri nodded her head and said, “I’d like to meet at 1:00 tomorrow as well.”

“Meet me at the Bamboo Grove.”

Sayuri begged for an answer.

From then on, night after night the two of them burned with lust until dawn.

On the fifth night, at that time, Noriyuki suddenly felt a jetting sensation.

Wondering if he had already ejaculated, he reached out and touched it, and it was a fountain. Noriyuki had heard his senior talk about orgasms when he was at the Osaka hospital, so he had a rough idea of what that was all about.

The next night, he paid very careful attention to make sure of the reaction, and suddenly “swoosh” a fountain of sperm water gushed out.

Afterward, Noriyuki asked, “Did Sayuri have an orgasm?”

“What do you mean, orgasm?”

She deliberately feigned ignorance.

Noriyuki was secretly happy, thinking that he was too lucky to have found a rare and famous weapon that was only available to one person out of a hundred thousand.

enthralled

One night, Noriyuki held a farewell party for his elementary school classmates at his house.

In such a small village, the battle deaths had exceeded ten, and draft orders were frequently delivered.

By this time, major Japanese cities had been frequently turned into scorched earth by explosions, and B XXIX bombers could be seen from time to time in this village in the mountains to the north.

Everyone is on edge, fearing that they will be the ones to die in battle tomorrow. The young men are giving up on themselves and indulging their lusts.

The meeting was adjourned at eleven o’clock, and after Noriyuki saw off many of his friends, only his good friend Amano Hidekatsu was left.

Maybe I was too drunk to finally say anything.

“Do you know what an orgasm is?”

“I’ve heard of it, but I don’t have any real experience with it.”

“My girlfriend has frequent orgasms and we’re happy as can be every night.”

Very proud of it, so to speak.

As he was about to leave, Soo Woong said, “I envy you, I wish I had someone to try it on…”

After Hideo leaves, Noriyuki decides to fulfill his hopes for him, but Hideo is afraid to make a decision.

Hideo thought to himself that it was fine, it would be good to try it before he died anyway. So he decided to listen to Noriyuki’s arrangement.

Hand pulling open the glass door, the paper door left open, he sneaks in.

The beauty sleeps very beautifully.

He removed his pants and grabbed the covers open with trembling hands; Sayuri was still asleep.

He sucked in the woman’s body scent while wrenching her legs apart, which really made Xiu Xiong’s heart skip a beat.

When he tried with his fingertips, Sayuri’s body shook a little, as if she already knew.

He wanted to make the first move, and he swooped in with a bite.

Sayuri said, “You’re here!” She stretched out her hands and pulled on the man’s body, and after a few touches, she was startled and said, “No!”

Not the Noriyuki she was familiar with, the man’s body was fatter.

She asked, “Who are you?”

The stench of alcohol was intoxicating, but Sayuri was afraid of screaming out loud, which would be bad if her parents found out, so she closed her eyes and endured it.

After the incident, Hideo grabbed his pants and ran away.

After the man left, Sayuri was unusually excited and her body trembled incessantly. She went to the restroom for a bit and also wondered who the man just now was, so she couldn’t sleep. Afterward, she guessed that it was Noriyuki’s classmate.

She thought maybe he’d come back tomorrow, and it was just as she expected.

Noriyuki came at eleven o’clock on time, and the man came at eleven thirty. She copulated with him with her eyes closed.

Sayuri thought about locking the door as soon as Noriyuki went back tomorrow night, but she couldn’t bear to lock it once the time came.

The thought of someone knocking on the door annoyed me, but there were a few moments of anticipation in my heart.

One night that lasted about ten days or so, there was another difference in the man’s body at eleven thirty.

Sayuri was startled, but, at this point, she feigned ignorance.

That’s the third man – Takasuke Inagi, a friend of Hideo’s.

One night he had some business to go to Hideo, but every eleven o’clock, Hideo started to get nervous and restless.

So Inagi pretends to go back and trails behind Hideo, and when he discovers Hideo’s raunchy behavior, he coerces Hideo into replacing him with a rotation every other night.

Sayuri immediately told Noriyuki about it.

If you negotiate with Manji, you can surely solve it right away.

But she didn’t even care to pursue the matter herself, and didn’t think about what others would think of her. What a careless girl who doesn’t know what she’s doing.

Born a succubus, as shown by the large amount of lewd water that flowed out of her from every encounter, and the fact that the person was passionate, all contributed to the current situation.

Inagi was a fast-talker, and it was clear that he had been told a thousand times not to say anything about it, but two or three of his friends already knew about it.

That incident became extremely secret information that had spread to the ears of the young people in the village.

Sayuri often traveled with four or five friends on her way home from school, passing through the nearby farm trails.

One day, I went home alone because I had to go back to the classroom to get something I had forgotten.

As she walked by the oak forest, a man suddenly popped out in front of her and stood in front of Sayuri.

The man’s name was Otsuka, two years younger than Sayuri, and he was a young man from a farming family. He often came to the Honkawa house, so Sayuri knew him.

He was a bit shy when Sayuri glared at him, but he said, “Sayuri, I have something to ask you, can you come over here for a moment?”

After saying that he walked into the forest himself first, Sayuri followed silently.

The oak shoots were pinching back and overgrown, making it difficult for Sayuri to move an inch.

So little attention was paid to the man’s intentions in bringing himself to this secluded place, it was obvious how inattentive she was, ah, too trusting.

Suddenly, the man’s steps stopped and he looked towards Sayuri.

As he approached, I wondered if he was too excited, or what. The muscles in the young man’s dark cheeks jumped.

He twisted his face, showing two rows of yellow teeth, and said in a very indecent manner, “I want to taste what Sayuri feels like when she climaxes, okay?”

Sayuri thought her ears had misheard.

Since rising orgasms were the secret language of the boudoir between her and Noriyuki, she figured no one should know about it.

“Who did you hear that from.”

“Everyone knows that… Sano told Amano and Inagi told everyone. You guys do it every day, the three of them take turns, and they don’t want me to join in, so I’m begging you to give me a chance.”

The youth lowered his head, but Sayuri’s personality wouldn’t say no to someone. She felt that it would be too pathetic to reject such a person.

So, as he held her body, she smelled a rushing odor of bad breath. Sayuri turned her head and was at the mercy of the man. As she was wrenched to the ground, she felt a stinging pain in her ass.

Even when the panties were pulled down, he felt his body tingling as he was pinned to the ground.

“What’s going on, does your ass hurt?”

Saying that, Otsuka inserted his hand under his ass and dug it up, he pulled out the wild branch on the ground and said, “I neglected to do that, I’m sorry!”

Though Sayuri cared about the wild branches pricking her skin, she didn’t care about the crisis of having her virginity taken away.

What a strange girl.

However, Otsuka came back on the fifth day to wait for Sayuri.

She resisted, saying, “Didn’t you say that once was enough?”

“I can’t get over your crystal, white skin, again today, please…”

Looking like she wanted to cry, Sayuri had no choice but to follow silently into the forest once again.

This time, with Sayuri leaning against the tree trunk and Otsuka picking up Sayuri’s legs and pressing them up and down against the top of Otsuka’s large, upturned prick, both men and women felt pleasure like they had never felt before.

They were so excited to have intercourse next to the tree trunk that they were drenched in sweat, and between their ears and temples, the lewd water gurgled out, almost moistening the branches of the tree.

Just as the two were in full swing, they were suddenly run over by an old woman.

This old woman had come out to collect firewood, and when she saw a couple of young men doing that kind of thing in broad daylight, she was also tickled. She recognized the man as Masayoshi, the second son of the Otsuka family, and as she was about to take a closer look, the man and woman already knew that they had been seen, and as soon as they stood up, they immediately fled back.

The old woman saw the two ran away, she also gasped and ran home step by step. However, she still seemed to be in shock, running to the east and scurrying to the west, telling the neighbors about the scene just now.

Finally the matter reached the fifth neighbor, the Takeda family.

The owner, Kahei, was sitting under the porch in the cool air shortly after buying back the cattle feed.

The wife, who was still newly married, listened to her husband and asked, “When did that happen?”

“What just happened was that the schoolgirl was very fine-skinned and white-looking, she just didn’t see the face closely enough.”

“The only ones who can have white skin locally are the girls of the Honkawa family.”

“By the way, I’ve met Shinzo from the Honkawa family, and she’s somewhat like Shinzo.”

“Oh… that’s accurate, it’s the daughter of the Honkawa family.”

“Tsk… Masayoshi, a poor peasant boy, would actually climb up to a lady of the Honkawa family.”

“It’s incredible…”

And in fact, everyone already knew it was Sayuri.

Dong Yi is located in the eastern part of the village, in the agricultural area, and all fifty-six households are farming families. About 80% of them were poor farmers. Because there are few new things to talk about in the farming community, so when there is a little bit of a trivial matter, everyone will talk about it with great gusto, spreading the word, and no one in the village is unaware of it.

I’m the guard dog.

Matsuno Shinsuke’s family is also in Tohoku, but because he lives deep in the mountains to the north, he is the eldest of six children in a poor farming family, and has just turned nineteen this year.

He’s been working as a laborer for the Honkawa family for four years now, with a good paycheck.

Shinsuke is the character who will later marry Sayuri, the protagonist of this story.

He was a tall man of gentle, steady nature.

When I was an elementary school student, my grades were about fifth or sixth, not very impressive, but this had nothing to do with a good or bad mind. At that time, the children of poor farming families were often recruited to work in the fields from the second or third grade onwards, so they had no time to study at all.

As a result, he grew strong under heavy labor and exercise, and jousting and fighting were difficult for him.

Four years ago, he was in the second grade of junior high school and Sayuri was in the sixth grade. But by then, Sayuri had already grown up.

She became the most beautiful and famous girl in the school.

Though only a sophomore in high school, she’s already looking sassy and flirty.

“Honkawa will smile at me when he sees me.”

“She talked to me.”

That’s why Shinsuke’s mood always jumped around whenever he saw Sayuri.

One afternoon in early September, not long into the second semester.

During break time after school, I was playing a game on the sports field when I suddenly saw three boys holding a girl hostage in the northeast corner, with the girl crying with her hands on her face.

Shinsuke could tell at a glance that it was Sayuri, so he accelerated and darted over. Sure enough, it was Sayuri. All three were bad students from the second year of high school. With a loud yell, he knocked each of the three down, and the three struggled to get up before running away.

For the first time, he dared to look at Sayuri squarely and asked, “Miss, are you okay? I’ll help you over there.”

Sayuri said, “Thank you!”

From that day on, Sayuri started to notice Shinsuke. He also knew he had been noticed by her. Whenever they met, they always smiled. Shinsuke was overjoyed.

However, he didn’t dare to harbor delusions of grandeur towards Sayuri. Because he knew he was the son of a poor family, whenever Sayuri came close enough to talk to him, he ran away in shame.

During a lunch break about ten days or so after Sayuri was taken hostage, Shinsuke was pitching a ball when it fell into the group of girls.

He had the most difficult time with girls, he couldn’t find the ball, and when he was in a troubled mood, he suddenly showed his delicate, white hands, holding the ball and handing it to him. He hung his head, not daring to look at the other side, only said: “Thank you.”

He mustered up the courage to look at the woman’s face as if it were nothing before realizing it was Sayuri.

His whole heart almost jumped out of his chest, and his face was as red as red paper. Although Sayuri had already turned back and walked away, he still stood there frozen.

When she came home from school, she saw that her sister, Umeko, was taking a bath in front of the stove, and that her sister was in the same class as Sayuri.

Shinsuke stepped in front of his sister and told her to hold out her hands, and at first glance, although she was still an elementary school student, her hands were rough, unlike Sayuri’s delicate white hands.

Feeling both hurt and helpless at his sister’s rough hands, Shinsuke let out a long sigh before telling his sister about seeing Sayuri’s white hands at school today.

My sister said, “Do you like Sayuri? She seems to like you too! Lately, she’s been hitting on me a lot, it’s so annoying.”

A child’s world, probably jealous too.

After the fifth day, it was an unforgettable day of school self-governance meetings for Shinji.

This school, once a month, holds school self-governance meetings, and grade self-governance meetings.

School autonomy will be decided after the next Saturday of the year, as it is more convenient to coincide with the teacher’s listing.

On this day, the president of the school autonomy meeting was Shinsuke, so Shinsuke was in the spotlight at the meeting.

Sayuri serves as the secretary, and she impresses Shinsuke in particular with her very fluent writing and clear mind.

After the meeting was adjourned, Shinsuke and Sayuri were the only two people left, and as he moved over to her and was about to read the meeting materials together, he caught a whiff of her fresh scent, and he was very pleased that Sayuri had favored him.

There are school sports in early October, and sports are Nobuke’s favorite sport.

In those days, the whole village came with lunchboxes and old people.

Shinsuke, who is the sophomore class president and serves as the commander-in-chief, is running about the school’s athletic medals.

The last program of the morning was a military drill.

All boys in sixth grade and above participated.

Shinsuke was the troop leader, and he stood at the Division’s command post and shouted out orders.

The marching, dispersing, disaggregating, assembling and all the athleticism that unfolded on the playing field was quite impressive.

The clapping was loud and clear.

The third program of the afternoon was the women’s race, which was a relay race because of the large number of people.

Sayuri’s group had twelve people relaying.

Sayuri was wearing a tracksuit, revealing her snow-white, tender skin.

Her motor nerves were also quite good, and as the number was given out, she ran the first number. A run of about twenty meters or so.

Since she is popular in the school, she causes the whole room to cheer and clap sounds when she runs.

After the next turn, about to reach the straight line, she accelerated.

At seventy meters, five have been run; at eighty meters, three; and at ninety meters, first place.

The room was full of raucous hilarity. Sayuri’s group was full of buzz and encouraging solidarity from the get-go.

Then came the sophomore race, where Shinsuke ran first place from start to finish, with only sparse applause from the entire crowd.

But Shinsuke didn’t hear cheering, only he saw Sayuri standing in the crowd, clapping, jumping and encouraging enthusiastically.

Shinsuke was so grateful that he was in tears, and although his sister, Umeko, was cheering him on, all he could see was Sayuri.

The whole school graduated with joy.

Many of my classmates went to work in Kobe or Osaka.

Shinsuke, on the other hand, was introduced to the Honkawa family through their leader and went to work for the Honkawa family. His job is a rough laborer.

Shinsuke mainly came to work here because he wanted to see Sayuri more.

At that time, there were about forty people in the Honkawa family.

Although they did heavy labor such as farming and mountain forestry, they occasionally worked inside the house.

Nobunsuke after the tenth day of working at the Honkawa house.

The Shinsuke class of eight men, under the direction of the leader, entered the brewery to taste test, pack and clean, etc.

At around four in the afternoon, Sayuri called out “Uncle Fumi” as she approached. As if she had just gotten out of school, she was still wearing her uniform, a blue sailor’s outfit that suited her perfectly.

Sayuri hadn’t expected to meet Shinsuke here, and she froze in disbelief as she looked at him.

The more she looked at him, the more she blushed; in sixth grade, she had always thought this sophomore senior was very impressive, and now she was very happy that he was working in her own house.

Shinsuke was even more red in the face.

Fungi didn’t wipe his sweat as he edged out to find the two men looking at each other face to face.

“Hey… what are you doing? Don’t be lazy, get changed and go study.”

Sayuri wasn’t too happy as she nodded to Shinsuke and walked out. As she rounded the corner of the warehouse, she saw Shinsuke hard at work again.

Shinsuke was also glad that he was able to work for the family.

The peaceful mountain village is quite conservative in all things.

Shinsuke sees Sayuri whenever he works indoors.

Despite this, he was shy and didn’t speak to Sayuri.

Early summer Sunday mornings are when the mums are in bloom.

Plums were so tired and drooping that workers used to climb up the tree to take them to quench their thirst. On this day, Shinsuke climbed up the plum tree to pick plums.

Suddenly a girl’s voice under the tree called out, “Mr. Matsuno, there’s a yellow one over there.”

Taken aback, he slid his foot down and grabbed the branch with one hand.

Plums are falling down in droves.

“Ah,” the one who let out a pained cry was Sayuri.

“Uncle Fumi, come quick, Shinsuke fell down the tree.”

Everyone panicked, but Sayuri was the only one crying.

The other workers laughed.

The chief walked in while laughing as well.

“It was you screaming that made Matsuno fall.”

Sayuri picks up a yellow fruit and walks away.

The rule of the Honkawa family is that workers are not allowed to talk to the lady.

The years have flown by since the Plum Tree thing, and another four years have passed.

Sayuri, who had already tasted the phallus, gradually became a great beauty. And Shinsuke also became a young man of kuihou, thriving.

His work at Sayuri’s house was always competitive and not at all slack.

Fumiyoshi, the leader, saw that Nobuke was gifted and very capable of succeeding him, so he tried his best to promote him.

Last year, Shinsuke turned eighteen and was promoted to class president, and this spring he was promoted to minister, the youngest cadre in the Honkawa family.

Class leaders were paid 10 won per month, and ministers 30 won per month. At that time, the salaries were quite high, but a high salary comes at a high price.

The shift supervisor supervises ten people, and the minister supervises about thirty workers, and in addition to being responsible for and supervising the operations, the work, even if complex, must not lose its efficiency.

He had to take the lead in doing the difficult work, not forcing it or doing it casually, and especially also learned a lot of intelligence from Fumiyoshi about the difficulties of employing people.

None of the workers like to work, they’re all a bunch of slackers.

It was not easy for an eighteen year old to police the group.

Times are getting worse and worse, towards the end of the war. Young people are being recruited by the army or working as domestic servants, and there are fewer and fewer young people. As a result, the age group of the workers was between 40 and 50, and there were even 60-year-olds who talked all day and did not work at all.

So it’s simply a matter of leaning on the old man and not listening to the instructions of the eighteen year old class president.

However, under the chief’s vigorous promotion and teaching, he has improved a lot in his thinking in addition to his spirituality, and he occasionally participates in large township meetings, so that in all aspects of knowledge, he has gradually made progress.

He also attends night classes at the Youth Training Institute. Such as Judo, Kendo, etc. The chief also used to correct his shortcomings to his face.

Shinsuke often came home late because he was a cadre.

Tonight still after taking off my straw shoes, I was about to eat.

His mother warmed up the leftovers for him and said, “Did you hear about the lady today?”

“I don’t know.”

That’s because Sayuri, and Masayoshi Otsuka were seen by an old woman doing a good deed in the oak forest, and then the news spread.

Shinsuke was so stunned and disoriented that he could barely swallow a mouthful of rice.

He immediately put on his straw shoes and ran out the door, completely oblivious to what his mother was saying as she came after him from behind.

He ran to Otsuka’s house, and he couldn’t believe that lowly Masayoshi would rape such an innocent, pure, fairy-like maiden.

His whole body was hyper and he wanted to kill Masayoshi.

Because he had decided four years earlier that Sayuri belonged to him.

The Third Spring Sleepover

１

A hot spring town in the basin where mountains and hills overlap.

Fragments of faded building flowers, drenched by large drops of spring rain, and the lights hanging from the eaves of the house reflected each other as dusk approached.

The woman had finished washing in the hot springs, giving off the fresh scent of her skin. She had a pouty face and her knees were being used as a cushion by a man in his mid-thirties, who was looking upwards at the woman with his eyes and a smile on his face.

“Drunk? …”

“Too much to drink…”

“Sing a song!”

“Nineteen Shimada…”

“Ai…”

“What?”

“It’s great…”

“┅”

“Wait, let’s go to bed!”

The woman seemed to be drunk, her face was red, her hair was disheveled, and five or six strands of hair were scattered across her forehead, revealing a delicate, smoldering posture.

A man’s hand has been inserted into the woman’s ass, and then gradually to the inner stretch, the woman is two legs hard to hold, and then inevitably is a passionate meeting of the witch mountain clouds and rain.

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The man reached out and plucked off the peach-colored nylon panties from the woman’s lower abdomen. He reaches out with force and thrusts, the woman, who originally thought she was already asleep, reflexively waves off the man’s hand and turns to the side, but in an instant, it has already revealed her white and meticulous plump buttocks.

The man looked in his eyes, his prick was already erect, unable to suppress the lust in his heart anymore. He suddenly ran his hand between the woman’s buttocks and squeezed so hard that only the glans penetrated.

Sleepy voice, then whispered, “Please wait a moment.”

The woman stood up, removed her own panties, and wiped her saliva on her pussy door.

The man’s hips came in, his dark, large cock pushing in along the lustful water, followed by intense thrusts.

The labia swelled, and between the thick pubic hairs rubbing against each other, the sticky lewd liquid flowed down to the woman’s buttock groove, and without realizing it, even the bedclothes were soaked. So, the two of them gasped like a storm. The man was drenched in sweat.

“Again…?”

“Um… Drinking is more exciting… I want to sit up and try it once to see.”

After pulling off his hard, swollen man-root, reddened by the hot springs, he pulled the woman to sit on his belly. The woman took hold of the man-root and slid it in effortlessly.

“Don’t rush… take your time…”

Smiling, then very seriously, red-faced and panting, Wanshuang cried out, as she frantically said, “Ah… I can’t take it anymore… haven’t you? I’m going to lose it… I’m going to…”

“Too good? You’re… lying…”

“What’s the point of lying…”

“A look of greatness…”

“I can do this several times…”

“Can’t bear to lose? Do you really want to do it again? You look so energetic!”

Followed by a fierce struggle, the woman’s face red, from time to time issued a warm gasping sound. In an instant, the final climax point was reached, and the woman’s dropout-like screams shattered the quiet air around her. The suffocating sexual frenzy finally surpassed the barrier of pleasure.

The woman kept gasping for air. The man grabbed the woman’s neck and kissed her violently. The sound of a massage flute came from the distance.

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In the late afternoon of the next day, the man was wandering alone along the main street of Kita-Kuboji-cho. To the west, around the Sankyu Bridge, there was a brand new white wooden gate on the left, a new gate sign made of flat armor and foiled gold text, with the regular script of Mita Hanji. The man walks up to this and hastily pushes the gate open.

The wife was only twenty-three years of age, very plainly dressed, with a slightly dark complexion, and thick, but not unduly dainty and lovely eyebrows.

She came out and said, “You’re back…”

“Uh… no one came? Where’s… Yigi?”

“Went to Tanaka…”

“Is this a recent gift? Don’t get too close to him, except for business…”

“I know…” the woman smiled and the man breathed a good sigh of relief.

Soon, near dusk, Kouachi, the foreman, returned, and he couldn’t wait, as if he couldn’t wait, to hear what had happened in his absence.

The maid said, “His Lordship… is taking a bath…”

With a “mmm” he headed for the bathroom, the scent of new wood seeping into his nose, and as he scrubbed away the dirt from last night, he remembered the scent of his white skin. The couple usually dined in the inner room, and that night there was halibut, sweet and sour pork, and two bottles of sake on the table.

“Honey, where were you last night?”

“Go to Mr. Gunn.”

“Spend the night at his place?”

“Uh…”

“Don’t lie… Mr. Gon was here last night… and he and Tang Jang… said they were coming to spend the night…”

“I know… it’s all my fault… it won’t happen again, please forgive me this time…”

“Why… huh… are you angry right now?”

From flirting to small talk, the woman’s eyes were already showing flirtatious pettiness out of the corner of her eye after a few glasses of wine.

“Ah… don’t… your hands are too dirty.” Said in a small voice.

The man’s fingertips, already inserted into the taut poncho-haired deep pussy door, were by now gurgling with mucus and the nub was hard as a rock.

“It’s coming out… don’t…”

His left hand wrapped around his neck, holding his body hard as he rubbed his fingers together, thrusting deeper and deeper.

“Ah… I can’t stand it… I can’t…”

Then about an hour later, in the silk quilts of the inner room, the couple was naked and tangled together like kombucha.

４

The woman’s thighs were spread as wide as possible, tightly attached to the man’s waist, the erect male root plunged straight to the bottom, and the sound of lewd water made a “slurping” sound. I’ve gotten used to my wife’s pussy door, and it’s a very nice feeling when it’s tightly pushed in and out.

“Not bad…”

“It’s not good… you’re out there sleeping with wild women… I hate it.”

“Don’t be so mean, okay? This way, okay?”

“Ah… it’s so tight… oh… just a little bit… it’s so beautiful…”

Gradually, the thrusts became more and more intense… and the whole body felt numb and happy…

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… you’re so good… I can’t stand it.”

The two men clung to each other so tightly that their bones almost broke. Blood-filled faces aroused, eyebrows rooted tightly, like hot water of lust gurgling and dripping down Tomoko’s ass crack as the male root thrusts in and out.

“Ah… I can’t… I’m going to lose… I’m going to lose…”

Although it was only about ten o’clock, the South Boat Yard was as silent as the dead of night.

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On the morning of the shipyard, as soon as it is eight o’clock, people in the village get up in droves. Mainly, it’s because the group is going on a trip to Hakubetsu Onsen.

Hanji, who was wearing a plain kimono with gold-rimmed eyes, walked out along with the noisy personnel, leaving Kouji alone in the store.

He worked at the store for less than a year. When he was in high school, he came to Osaka after his father failed in stock trading.

He was twenty-three years old, had an exceptionally white complexion, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and a fairly loyal work ethic. Tomoko had taken a great liking to Kouachi from the second day of his arrival.

Recently, however, because her husband, Han-gil, was often absent, when she was alone and lonely, she would always fantasize about Kōkichi’s skin… often so much so that she couldn’t sleep with her pubic hair wet from thinking about it at night.

Tomoko, after dropping off Hanji, leaned back and rested against the long indoor fireplace.

Facing the atrium and facing south into the morning sun, it was very warming. The maid had moved out since yesterday, and the house was empty and extraordinarily cold. Tomoko’s slender eyes, looking upward, peered into the store.

“Mr. Kou is the only one left to look after the store, what would you like to eat? I’ll get it for you. Lamb or sushi…”

“You’re welcome… I want to eat it myself…”

Soon, Kikusudo has delivered thin-skinned steamed buns, and tea is brewing in the inner room. Tomoko called Kouachi and poured the tea and served the cakes to Kouachi.

“Mr. Kou, I’m giving you a special treat today, come on!”

With a heated look in her eyes, Tomoko placed the cake on the man’s palm.

“Mr. Kou is so honest, like my husband who goes around playing with women and doesn’t cherish me at all, Mr. Kou you should know that very well.”

“I know… I’m so sorry for your wife for what you did… I’ve always tried to persuade him… but he wouldn’t listen…”

“You sympathize with me… I’m so happy… I’m not afraid to laugh at you, Mr. Yukin… My husband is always away from home, screwing around with women… I’m a woman, too, and I also need affection… I want someone to comfort my lonely heart once in a while.”

When she finished speaking, Tomoko’s eyes looked downward and her head turned to the side, revealing a playful side view of her plump, bouncy body that teased Kouji to the core.

Gentle eyes burned like fire, and his face swelled red.

Tomoko’s eyes showed lust. Suddenly she leaned over to Kouji and grabbed his hand, almost as if paralyzed, and pressed her passionate lips to his ear.

“Mr. Kou, I’m sorry for saying those things, can you understand what I meant?”

She murmured. Instantly, Kouachi got dizzy and lightheaded, and he almost lost his sanity.

“Ma’am… I’m willing to go through fire and water and throw my life away for you…”

“Really… we promised each other…”

After saying that, Tomoko’s soft lips were already pressed against Kouji’s face.

In an instant, both of them were obliviously enraptured in a sweet dream.

Tomoko, who was already in a state of physical debauchery, wrapped her arms around Kouji’s knees. Kouichi’s body trembled inexplicably, and he felt that he couldn’t hold back his arousal.

Just at that moment, Ikichi returns. The two finally come to their senses, and Kouachi heads back to the store in disappointment.

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As soon as Ikichi returns home, he is called into the chambers and told to go shopping by Mrs.

“During the Master’s absence, I was told to take a break…”

When all was said and done, after receiving pocket money, they were told to go to the movies or shopping, etc.

Business was slow that day, closing after six o’clock, and Yikkishon went out happily after dinner, in his new jacket.

Kouachi’s hand touched the tent inside the store, but her mood was in a state of flux and very unstable. And was particularly sensitive to small and large noises in the house. How come there had been no notice for dinner. Soon, someone pushed the door to bring the meal.

After about ten minutes, Tomoko’s voice called “Kou-san” from the inner room. At that moment, his face turned even redder, and his heart beat even more violently.

Kouachi walked nervously into the inner room, where several dishes had been arranged on the table, along with small glasses of wine and liquor.

“Mr. Koh… nothing to eat… please…”

“Ma’am… such a feast… I can’t believe it…”

“It doesn’t matter… my husband isn’t here…”

When he finished, he showed his demonic eyes and smiled. Kouachi was even more overwhelmed as her hand touched her skull.

“Mr. Kou, you’re welcome.”

After saying that, like hugging Kouichi’s knees, he made Kouichi sit in the seat that Hanji always sits in. Kouichi was given a few cups to drink and then drank them down.

As soon as she saw this beautiful man, Tomoko’s face flushed red and her long eyes glanced away, radiating a bewitching glow.

“Mr. Kou… I’m drunk, but it’s good to get drunk once in a while, I’m so lonely… you know me… but I’m bothering Mr. Kou too much…”

“You’re too modest… I’m already embarrassed…”

“Do you take your words seriously?”

Tomoko’s face, instantly turned very tense. She said sorrowfully, “Kou-san, show yourself.”

Mr. Kou stood up, but his feet floated, and he couldn’t imagine it was real.

He was self-conscious at this point that his huge cock was erect, and feeling the blazing eyes from Tomoko’s lust, Kouachi immediately embraced Tomoko as he felt the woman’s body odor, and the warmth of the woman’s full pussy in her lower abdomen.

７

“Mr. Kouji, wait.” Before Tomoko could spit out her saliva and apply it, Kouji had already pushed his erect, massive man-root toward the sleeping woman’s pussy door, hard.

As the huge, iron rod-like root of the man penetrated straight into the center of the flower, the woman felt a suffocating pressure, and she couldn’t help but let out a gasp of “mmmm… mmmm…”.

“Mr. Kou is so great!”

Tomoko’s pleasure,, screamed wildly.

“Ah… I can’t stand it… What should I do? It’s so beautiful… Ah… Mr. Kou… It’s so beautiful…”

“Madam… I… I… please forgive me…”

As I said… the man and the woman met each other’s pumping speeds, which became more and more intense. The woman clenched her teeth and screamed like a storm.

Kouichi was also very excited, his eyebrows locked together, his toes flexed, his gasps sounded like a fire burning, and his inner body’s entire soul felt like it was flying off, and gradually he felt like he was almost on the verge of an orgasm.

“Ah… I’m going to lose it, Mr. Kou quickly… come out…”

“Ma’am… I’m losing it too… Please forgive me… I’m losing it…”

After saying that, in an instant, Kouji’s male root throbbed with a tremor. Deep inside the woman’s womb, a large amount of semen was injected.

After the passion, for the time being, both of them felt tired, but very painful. After ten o’clock, when Ikichi returned, they looked as if nothing had happened, as if they did not know each other.

８

The next day, the husband, Hanji, still didn’t come home.

Kouachi had been at the store since morning, but was a little distracted, with emptiness and self-doubt filling his heart.

By mid-afternoon, the youthful libido had risen again, and his whole heart was filled with the sweet sensations of last night.

The evening came, and the whole heart and desire spilled out again, and Tomoko became bolder and bolder. At noon, although Ikichi was there, but she still sweetly called Kouji’s name, Kouji was even more full-body pearl itching desire can not be suppressed.

By the end of the night, Ikkichi becomes an obstacle between them, and Tomoko and Kouji are just poorly tense.

Soon afterward, Yoshitoshi went to bed early, and Tomoko took his place as if she hated to see him go to bed early.

His nerves were very keen and he had not been asleep when he heard a faint change of clothes coming from the inner room.

Yoshitoshi very carefully eavesdropped on the sounds coming from inside, and unable to hold back his inner curiosity, he sneaked up to the center room, when soft, warm hands caressed Kouji’s.

Holding it directly, he entered the inner room, which was dimly lit and mirrored the peach-colored silk comforter.

９

“Mr. Koh, it’s better to take off your clothes…”

Kouachi did undress as she was told, and Tomoko took off her long red robe, her face containing shyness, and sat down to undress.

Tender, elastic plump breasts, waist thin, men are deeply afraid of hands to touch, will damage to such a beautiful carcass.

“Mr. Kou is such a coward. Don’t mention it… hug me…”

Tomoko showed a grumbling look. The man stroked the woman’s neck with one hand, his legs spread wide and one foot thrust in.

“Mr. Koh, don’t hesitate… show your true skills…”

Kouachi had long been aroused, his libido boiling almost to the breaking point.

He lifted one of the woman’s legs and inserted his fingers into the woman’s pussy door and kept rubbing it, and in an instant the woman was already gurgling with lust.

Inside Tomoko’s pussy door, she felt an electric current of stimulation, the kind of pleasure she felt almost causing her to desperately shake her legs and tremble her arms. The woman pulled on the male root and rubbed it up and down.

Gradually, both of them had their entire body marred, and Tomoko, like crazy, leaped up and straddled Kouachi’s abdomen, the woman was already pinned down. The woman was already in a state of ecstasy. The woman couldn’t help but grab the woman’s white buttocks with both hands.

Before the eyes of the man lying on his back was none other than the slim, sultry woman, her legs spread wide open at the moment. Lush black hair cover below is the fat labia big open greatly, lavender labia minora opening, the nucleus of the cunt is as hard as a walnut.

Tomoko screamed frantically, “Ah… I’m… I’m going to lose it… stop… I’m going to… I’m going to lose it…”

The woman whimpered as she grasped Kouachi’s manhood and pressed her pussy door tightly against the man’s penis. At that moment, the huge, thick and long penis couldn’t wait to spread the warm flesh of the pussy and plunged into the wet, slippery, lustful water, both of them letting out sounds of excitement and pleasure, such as “Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Then came the violent thrusts of both the man and the woman, which were as loud as a storm, with the man thrusting frequently… his glans grew very large, thrusting left and right, sometimes shallowly, sometimes deeply, right up to his cervix.

Kouachi couldn’t help but cry out, “Ah… Madam… I…”

“Mr. Kou… have you already ejaculated… wow… I’m going to lose it… I’m going to lose it too…”

１０

The next day it rained, and Hanji, who thought he’d definitely be back tonight, still hadn’t returned by the end of the night. Not coming back was good, and Tomoko didn’t mind too much at the thought that she could have a nightly sexual encounter with Kouji.

By nine o’clock in the evening, Tomoko was getting more and more disappointed that her husband hadn’t come home, so she once again winked and told Kouachi to go into the inner room.

The two of them were still in the same state of ecstasy as last night. Tonight, Kouichi was on top, and he pulled the woman’s legs over his shoulders so that he could get full access to his cock.

The woman’s body curled into a shrimp-like, round labia have swollen, fat, tight against the man’s thick penis. Under the violent thrusting, gradually numb, the desire is unbearable, the enthusiasm of the two has been extremely burning up.

“Ah… I’m going to lose it…” As their arousal increased, they were panting like a storm.

Suddenly at that moment the sound of a car stopping outside the door was heard, followed by a knock on the door like a timely raindrop. Kouichi pulled out his big cock that was about to ejaculate in a panic, and his wet manhood could not be wiped off before he retreated back to his room.

The gate was almost cracked.

“Hi… coming right up!” Tomoko stepped out and opened the gate, and as if in a state of ecstasy, Han-gil put his hand on Tomoko’s shoulder and stumbled, almost collapsing. At that moment, a large amount of lewd water was flowing out of the woman’s pussy door, and it was already gurgling and wetting both thighs.

“What’s the matter…? You’re back at this hour.”

“We were drinking at Akatsuki. Hey, Suzuki, have you gone back already? What don’t you know? Hey, Suzuki.”

“Suzuki isn’t… It’s already late, so go to sleep, everyone in this neighborhood is asleep.”

“What do you mean… I have to keep drinking…”

“If you scream any louder, you’ll wake up all the people in the neighborhood.”

Then, Han-gil drunkenly entered the dormitory. Han-gil pushed Tomoko down, kissed her wet slit, and then immediately let go, “Why is it so wet… Tomoko… who did you have intercourse with just now…?”

Saying that, she glared at the woman, and then, just as she had done in preparing the woman, she used her whole body to stick in her tongue and licked it a few times with all her strength. Tomoko, who had been in a state of arousal since a while ago, but had been holding back her desire, after a few more licks, suddenly spasmed with her husband’s tongue, and her semen instantly gushed out.

“What… have you lost…?”

“No… it’s beautiful… how can it be so fast…”

“Liar… I have spasms all over my tongue…”

“Nonsense…”

“Then let’s do it again…?”

“You’re good…”

“Yes… I will make you beg for mercy.” Han-gil rode on top of the woman’s body, and his manhood, aroused by alcohol, pressed against the woman’s pussy and rubbed it vigorously, but because he was too drunk, he couldn’t penetrate.

“Don’t be in a hurry!” Tomoko took the male root in her hand and slid it in quickly after smearing some saliva on it. She urged the man to hurry up and pump. Sure enough, just a few strokes later, the woman seemed to be about to lose her sperm again as if she was in ecstasy.

“Husband… pump faster.”

It pushed against his pussy door, but the more Hanji panicked, the less he could do, and he was just desperately gasping for air. In the meantime, Tomoko lost her sperm twice, and Hanji, stimulated by the friction of the vaginal walls, finally reached the point of climax where he was about to ejaculate.

“Ah… I… I’m losing… I’m going…”

At that moment, Hanji’s penis was fluttering and swollen, and even Tomoko was tempted to do it again. She wanted to say, “One more time!” But her throat was so dry that she couldn’t make a sound, and she almost moaned as she cried, her hair and pillows scattering all over the floor.

Kouichi stayed up all night, he quietly got up and peeped into the inner room. The sound of Tomoko’s screams made Kouichi’s heart ache even more with his unexpressed lust.

His prick was already erect, swollen like it was about to burst into flames, he grabbed the male root with his right hand and pulled it a few times, instantly his semen flew out like rice syrup.

After the fierce lust had calmed down, he lay down quietly in his bed, but slight intermingling feelings of remorse and jealousy and sorrow came up one after another, preventing him from sleeping.

１１

Without realizing it, spring has passed quietly, and it’s the season of new green sprouts again.

Outside, a brisk May breeze blew, and Tomoko was so warm at home that she drifted off to sleep a bit.

At this time, it just so happened that Mr. Tanaka Ikebana was visiting.

Ikebana Sensei encouraged Tomoko to participate more in outside activities, so they agreed to go together on the fifteenth to a Shugen-dojo in the foothills of Mt. XX near Osaka.

In fact, the main reason why Tomoko was most unconcerned about going out was because she was afraid of curtailing her secret rendezvous with Kouji.

Recently, Hanji has been coming home late, but he’s been coming home every night to spend the night, so Tomoko and Kouji have been having fewer dates.

So Tomoko was afraid that her husband would see what was going on, so she and Kouachi met at Namba Station around 3:00 on the 15th.

On that day, Tomoko went out early in the morning after dressing up very nicely.

１２

When Tomoko arrived at the dojo early in the morning, Tanaka was already standing on the stone steps waiting for her. She entered the inner room with Tanaka and an old woman. The sound of chanting was heard everywhere. Soon after about an hour, the front door opened and a short man wearing a light black scarf appeared.

They stepped forward slightly, and noisy voices of people appeared in the room with the cedar door closed. Inside, seven or eight people stood chanting, and Tanaka-sensei was in there as well; she glanced at Tomoko before acting as if she didn’t know her, and turned her mind to the Buddhist altar.

Tomoko was sitting on one side, and the male from earlier was sitting next to her, and he held Tomoko’s hand and said let’s chant together, but Tomoko felt a little silly, but there was nothing she could do, so she had to chant along with everyone else’s harmonizing voices.

After the chanting, a man who claimed to be an agent came out to speak, but the woman outside the door sat there as if she had not heard him. The previous man put his arm around Tomoko’s shoulder and said close to the woman’s ear, “Mr. Chief wants to ferry us…”

With that, he led the woman outside the house, and since he was passing through a shady path, the man gently put his hand on the woman’s shoulder. As the hand was very cold, the woman could not help but shiver.

Tomoko was a little scared, and she had an urge to run away. But the man’s hands locked around hers like handcuffs. She was led into a very dark chamber.

There was an ugly man with an ape-like reddish face waiting there, his sharp eyes fixed on Tomoko.

The woman’s face was pale, and not a word came out of her mouth, and then the man asked the woman’s address, name, and age in a loud voice, as if he were checking a household account.

“We’re a secret religion, and once you believe in it, you’re not even allowed to tell people like blood relatives or husbands about the field.”

The other man said it righteously, while the man who hadn’t brought her with him grabbed both of Tomoko’s wrists, and he intimidated her into signing the contract, so she had no choice but to do as she was told.

Tomoko’s spirit was completely exhausted.

Her lips were parched and her eyes were dim.

The man said to her, “Come on! Close your eyes, and I will now give you a thought that is a great thing for the Church.”

She managed to close her eyes and as soon as she regained her senses, two men were instantly holding her body and limbs and taking her to a darker room. She screamed, “No,” but it was too late.

The man climbed up the gloomy steps and pushed open the room before immediately locking it again from the outside, which was now out of reach. A rather long, obese man with black hair in a white vestment and purple pants was faintly visible in the candlelight, staring straight at Tomoko.

It was as if she wanted to swallow Tomoko whole. Before the act, there was a good silk blanket.

“Transmitting you a thought, purifying the female body of the threefold defilement, through the might of the Dharma practitioners, descending to you the spirit of no sickness and no calamity, with eyes closed, lying on your back, and palms together.” And so on with murmuring voices. This is a secret room where no one responds to any crying or screaming.

As Tomoko’s eyes became accustomed to the light in the room, she realized that the walls around her were covered with obscene drawings of men and women having naked coitus.

１３

Tomoko’s hair was disheveled and lying on the white comforter.

Suddenly she felt a marvelous, beast-like, strange warm hand on her loins. Then a finger, wet and hot, dug into the woman’s flesh.

Rubbing and rubbing from her stomach to her back, from her back to her breasts, her breasts to her lower abdomen and legs, she had an indescribable almost shuddering pleasure that traveled throughout her body.

She couldn’t help but open her eyes for a moment and saw a big, powerful man, sweating with oil and panting rapidly as he rushed towards the woman, and at that moment, Tomoko’s whole body was numb with pleasure, and she moaned, “Oh… I… can’t take it anymore… stop…”

Lust rose throughout her body, burning her with desire. In moments, the walker’s thick fingertips touched the woman’s hairy deep pussy door. Soon, it went from the slit to around the pubic core, while the woman’s libido was already at an extreme stage of arousal.

Without realizing it, Tomoko had all but forgotten herself. She moaned as her flesh was overwhelmed by the flesh of Kui Goku’s walker. Inside her pussy door, she was already being pumped back and forth by the Walker’s large, black penis with purple veins sprouting from its black stem.

At this time, the walker is even more forceful up and down, left and right back and forth straight to the end. Tomoko’s pussy door even more obscene water gurgling out, from time to time issued obscene water “slurping” sound.

Tomoko was in a completely passive state. She was under the intense pressure of the beastly, powerful, skillful male root, and for the first time she felt excitement like she had never felt before. Her whole body felt like it was going to melt. She felt no remorse at all for this encounter, but instead felt a sense of attraction.

“Ah… so beautiful… so beautiful…”

She couldn’t help but let out a sob.

Without realizing it, they were completely naked. In the darkness of the room, they fought like wild animals in a fierce battle between flesh and flesh.

Sweat like hot soup, lewd water flowed into her thighs, and moans like wild arashi flowed to the outside. Tomoko’s joy was so extreme that she moaned in grief frequently.

１４

Two hours later, the extremely tired Tomoko, who was already in a relieved state like she couldn’t even hear Tanaka’s words, came to Upper Sixth.

She realized what Kouichi was waiting for at the Namba station. So she left in a hurry and managed to get home, where Hanji wasn’t at home, so she went to bed immediately, exhausted.

Shortly afterward, just before Hanji was to go home, as he hadn’t been out for a long time, he suddenly had pains all over his body, and finally he didn’t even eat dinner and slept until the next day.

At around eight o’clock, Kouichi returned, and the maid retreated after informing Kouichi about Tomoko. He was very unsettled inside when he waited in silence for a long time.

The next day, Tomoko wakes up as usual, but never looks at Kouichi with a cold silent expression. Both Kouichi and Hanji were so distracted that they had forgotten about yesterday’s events. However, after eating breakfast, Tomoko’s thoughts about running to the Higashiyama dojo again were like a dream, since she had nothing to be upset about.

There was also an altar at home, and apart from worshipping it in the morning and evening, she had gradually increased the number of times she worshipped it since she had been away, and other than that, because of the unprecedented pleasure she had gotten inside the chamber, she had forgotten about the male lovemaking with Kouachi.

A year passes and spring comes again.

One day, Kouachi runs into Tanaka Kikufu at the station. Kikufu Tanaka tells Kouachi about Tomoko’s obsession with the dojo.

While at home, Tomoko often left early in the morning saying she was going to the dojo, and when she didn’t come home by evening and didn’t hear anything when she inquired, Kouachi was very sad.

１５

At that time, when events were raging in China, Kouachi was also drafted into the army. A year later, as an Army Private First Class named Shinichi Nogami, stationed in Hankou, he was invited by his comrades to enter a local bar one day. When he downed a few glasses of yellow soup, he got drunk and went to the bathroom frequently.

At that time, he saw a woman with red lips at the balcony on the second floor across the street. Shinichi glanced at the other person as if nothing had happened, he gave a startled yelp and sobered up quite a bit from his drunkenness, and the woman seemed to have realized it as well, so she immediately hid.

Shinichi also never expected to meet Tomoko in a foreign land, but that’s what makes it even more of an obsession for him, as life in the military is very serious and there isn’t much time for it, and the army is gradually moving inland.

Soon after, Shinichi was shot in the upper leg and sent back to the mainland. Fortunately, the wound soon recovered, and at the same time, he was removed from the army with it. He was then drafted to work at a munitions workshop in Hyogo Prefecture.

Soon after the war stopped, Shinichi moved to Kobe to work as a clerk in a company and lived in a rented house.

One afternoon, Shinichi was strolling lonely in the autumn sunlight on the Akashi side of Suma.

Unexpectedly, on the quiet path, he saw a familiar figure leaning on the side with a cigarette butt in her hand. Curious, he went back to take a closer look, and it turned out to be Sumida Tomoko, whom he could not forget even in his dreams.

Shinichi shouted “Ma’am…” as if he was oblivious to the situation

Tomoko’s face instantly turned red, and she cried, “Ah… Kou…” suddenly bursting into tears of indignation.

Shinichi’s eyes also dripped with tears.

The two are silent, looking at each other with mixed feelings under the shadow of the shadowy column. Shinichi takes Tomoko back to his house, where they have a simple dinner and talk a lot with Tomoko.

Tomoko tells him that she was taken to Hankou, China by the walker Fujimoto Mitsuumo, and later returned to her home country in an uprooted state as the man died. However the Sumida house is blown up in flames by an air blast.

Shinichi wanted to help Tomoko, but Tomoko said, “I’m glad that Kouachi is so kind, but I’m not the same Tomoko anymore… I wish you would leave me alone…”

１６

Even the town of Kobe is getting colder by the day with the wind blowing out from the mountains of Rokko.

Both worked, and by late afternoon, Tomoko, who had gotten off work earlier, had dinner ready and waiting for Shinichi to return.

Then, after the happy dinner, the two of them went out for a walk together, and occasionally went to the movies, and at night, in two rooms six tatami mats large, with two beds side by side, Makoto looked at the woman’s sultry sleeping form with one eye, so that he could not sleep night after night.

The sweltering night was even more tantalizing, and the woman’s ample breasts, her smooth, delicate skin, stimulated his faculties even more.

After many days, Kouji finally inquired about where Hanji lived. Tomoko was not as happy as expected.

But Kouachi is trying to open up the current dilemma in his life, so he tries to find Hanji.

When he informs Hanji of his intentions, it sends Kouachi back with disappointment in his arms. It turns out that Hanji already has a new partner.

He immediately went home with good sense.

However, at night, Tomoko didn’t come home. When she calls the office, she answers that she didn’t show up for work early in the morning. Shinichi checked Tomoko’s clothes, but they were not taken away and a letter was left on the mirror table. It said, “I’m sorry for the long delay. I can’t face going back to the Sumida family, and I’m sorry to have caused you so much trouble. Please take care of yourself in the future.

Really look at the letter, disappointed, he could not even eat dinner, hungry and tired, nestled in the cold adorned, but the heart is still sad from it, tossing and turning the whole night can not sleep.

It’s dawn and the desire to go to work has all but disappeared, still sad.

At around ten o’clock, suddenly the police called out, “Mr. Nogami…”

Tomoko committing suicide? Shinichi had never thought of such a thing, and for a moment he was almost too dizzy to stand still.

Three hours later, Shinichi went to the corner of the nearby XX Department’s Wakamuro and picked up Tomoko, who was safe and sound.

Tomoko even cries with joy when she sees Shinichi, and Shinichi is so happy that he decides to take care of Tomoko.

Shinichi is confident that there will be no more obstacles in the future for both of them, so his courage is doubled. Tomoko also realizes that Shinichi really does love her, and they both feel a great deal of comfort at the same time.

They embraced each other and kissed passionately… In an instant, their lust rose. True One, who had forgotten what had happened before and what had happened after, had a raging erection. Suddenly, when he touched the woman’s pussy door, he realized that she was already dripping with lust. Apart from her legs, she was wet and sticky from the area around her slit to her pubic hair.

Tomoko whispered: “Hurry up”, so Tomoko sat on Shinichi’s lap, unbuckle the belt, spread the pants, up and down twisted up. The gurgling of lustful water, so that the engorged glans, more smoothly down, a penetration until the bottom of the uterus. Due to the pleasure Tomoko received, in addition to rapid panting, it was even more violent thrusting. The woman’s hips, like a spinning disk, skillfully rotated.

The pussy door made a “slurping” sound at all times, the pussy lips swelled and plumped, and a large amount of lewd water gushed out like a fountain.

Shinichi’s face was buried at Tomoko’s plump breasts, and his two hands tightly embraced Tomoko’s body. The two of them were rubbing each other’s bellies. Marco Marco’s name was “Marco Marco” and his name was “Marco Marco”.

Tomoko cried out, “Ah… Kou-san, this is so beautiful”, and before she knew it, she was back to her old tone of voice, screaming out, and Shinichi was gradually coming to the point of orgasm.

“ah… can’t stand it… ah… so beautiful… so beautiful…”

“Ah… I can’t stand it either… Yes there, it’s so beautiful there… Oh I’m going to lose it… I’m going to lose it…”

With that, the man pumped even harder, his glans slamming into the womb.

“Oh… it’s so itchy there, I can’t stand it… I’m going…”

Tomoko’s face was flushed and she squeezed the man’s cock tightly as she squirmed and rubbed it a few times in response.

“Ma’am… I… I’m going… I’m losing it…”

“Ah… I’m going to lose again… for the second time…”

The whole room was filled with the sound of joyful sobbing as sexual arousal reached its peak.

The intense, almost suffocating sexual intercourse is over, but the young man and woman who have not had intercourse for a long time can’t be comforted by it, and their furious sexual desire can’t be satisfied in this way.

Soon after, a happy sigh was followed by a resurgence of lust for both of them.

Tomoko saw it and said, “Try to see what it’s like to have sex from behind.”

Tomoko raised her naked, snow-white buttocks into a prone position, and her fat, plump pussy door made Shinichi’s vigorously vitalized manhood concentrate even more. He grabbed the wildly throbbing manhood and rubbed the wet pussy core back and forth. Then he pulled the woman’s plump buttocks and forcefully thrust his penis through the woman’s butt crack.

Gradually, the lustful water was wet and slippery, rubbing hard against the upper wall of the vagina, and the pleasure made both parties feel more comfortable than ever. She couldn’t help but roll and scream again.

“Ah… Shinichi rubbed and friction… ah…”

“Ah… it was so beautiful… so comfortable…”

“Me too… let’s go together… ah… I can’t stand it…”

The two kept gasping for air as they agreed to be physically joined together forever in this life and the next.

From the direction of the harbor came the lonesome, and long blast of a steam whistle.

Part IV Bridge of Terror

１

It is human nature that the more you are forbidden to see or enter, the more you want to see or enter.

A very famous female writer – Yasuko Miyake – is very intriguing when the truth of the incident she committed is fully disclosed. It starts with the questioning of the judge.

Judge: “That place, the Miyake Yasuko Residence, is in the suburbs and is sparsely populated.”

Defendant: “Not only that, but I have been living in that house for so long that I am happy to be able to do my job because there is only a mother and daughter living there.”

Judge: “Does he know that Yasuko Miyake is a top Japanese author?”

Defendant: “I didn’t… find out about it from the newspaper afterwards.”

Judge: “How did you sneak in?”

Defendant: “I watched the house for about two days to find out what was going on in the house. When I saw that the third door was broken, I sneaked in from there, and it was already dusk when I did so.”

Judge: “Since when did you start working? Tell me in detail.”

Defendant: “My work usually starts at 2 o’clock at night. On that day, at about 2 o’clock, I entered through a previously broken window or door, and peeked through the door in the weak light, and found a woman sitting and writing something. I thought she was writing a letter, and I wondered why she did not save it for the daytime. But afterwards I realized that what he was writing was not a letter, but a novel.”

Judge: “Even Miyake didn’t notice you sneaking into the room?”

Defendant: “Yes, I was so absorbed in my writing that I gently pushed the door open without her noticing. When I looked at the woman’s face from behind, I realized that she had a full profile, a small nose, and very beautiful white skin.”

Although she was already forty years old, she looked about thirty-five or six years old, with well-shaped shoulders and very full breasts, a beautiful woman. At that moment, the woman let out a big sigh and crossed out the words she had written, with a cloaked look. She pressed her face and bent over the desk. Since she didn’t know I was behind her, I gently tapped the woman’s shoulder.

“Get up, that look is not good for your health.” I said, and the woman raised her head in surprise and looked at me, and after looking at it carefully, her face turned pale and her lips trembled.

“I do not make violence, so do not scream, my strange appearance is the result of an injury, do not be afraid”

When I finished, I moved closer to the woman’s body.

The maturity and charm of the woman aroused my lust, and I could hardly control it. I put my hand around the woman’s shoulder, trying to pull her closer to me, while she silently took her purse out of her pocket and handed me the money.

Which was about ten dollars and thirty-seven cents (at the ten dollars of the time, especially twenty years ago, it could have killed a man).

‘There should be more, right?’ When I finished, the woman shook her head as if to say she had no more money. It seemed like she wouldn’t just lie to anyone, but, it looked like, from shock, she couldn’t speak.

In fact, I didn’t care about money at that time. Rather, it was the gentle touch of a woman’s flesh that made my lust uncontrollable.

I said, “No sound is allowed, ma’am.” I hugged the woman’s round body and pressed my cheek against her beautiful cheek. The woman wanted to escape, but she couldn’t move because her neck was held by me.

I tried to insert my right hand into the woman’s pubic bone, but I wrenched it away with force and the woman was still tight against it. I occasionally saw the woman’s pubic bone and realized that the woman had a beautifully bulging pussy with thick pubic hair.

The woman’s legs were very stiff, and she used her hands to press them, but this added to my lust.

I finally brought the woman’s body down and reluctantly inserted my hand, stroking the bulging pussy door on one side, then inserting my finger even more eagerly. However, the harder I pushed, the less the woman opened her legs.

I pressed down on top of the woman’s body and inserted my hands inside the woman’s breasts, trying to rub the woman’s swollen breasts, but the woman couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything about it, and was about to force the woman to submit with the strength of my knees when the clock struck three. At that moment, I suddenly heard footsteps coming down from the second floor.

２

I thought trough and immediately grabbed a handkerchief and tied both of the woman’s hands and hid under the stairs, noticing the girl’s hands rubbing her eyes as she walked down the stairs.

“Mommy!” As I screamed, my hand grabbed the girl’s hand. The girl desperately struggled and resisted, but her mouth could not be opened, while her eyes showed a look of pleading to her mother for help.

I gagged the girls, tied their hands, and leaned against the mother.

“Do not resist and I will let you live.”

When I finished, the mother still didn’t answer, and I moved closer to my daughter’s side, feeling a sense of joy at the sight of such an innocent young girl.

“Resist and I’ll push.” With that said, he untied the rope from the post and told her to lie down, spreading her limbs wide.

To my surprise, the girl did not resist, probably because she was so shocked that she lost her resistance!

Removing her pink boxers, she opened her breasts to reveal her lovely full, bouncy breasts. The girl lay very obediently and sullenly.

I take a closer look at the girl, looking a bit like her mother, with white skin and the characteristic elasticity of a virgin.

I was so enticed that my entire body was itching, so without realizing it, I dipped my two fingers in saliva and inserted them directly into my pussy, but I couldn’t get them to go in.

Maybe the pussy-flesh crack was so small that when I inserted one finger, it slipped in easily. When I rubbed the head of the nub a little with my thumb, the girl’s body went upward, wrenching her pubic bone so that two fingers pressed against the opening of the slit, and with a little pressure, slid in.

Then I started rubbing a few times, and the girl seemed to start responding, as if she wanted me to rub her a few more times. So I licked the girl’s nipples and gently bit and “chirped” and sucked on them a few times.

The girl gradually became numb and she shook her hips. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I straddled the girl’s body and pushed my glans against the girl’s nub, rubbed it a few times, then gradually pressed it against the slit, held my hips up, lifted it up a little and inserted it.

“Wait!”

At that moment, the mother began to speak. I looked over, and at that moment my mother’s head almost touched the ground in a pleading manner.

“Please let her go, she’s getting married recently, please spare her.” The mother said.

Although I felt some regret, I also felt some pity, so I put the girl down and moved closer to the mother and said, “Don’t worry… then you have to listen to me well.”

When she finished, she looked me in the face, and after a brief moment of reflection, she seemed to make up her mind, and she trembled slightly.

３

I had already learned the woman’s attitude of resistance, so I said to her, “You can’t resist any harder with your legs.”

Then, I pulled the woman down so that she was pressed against my body, and then I held the woman’s neck with my left hand, rubbed her breasts with my right hand, and sucked on her left breast at the same time. The woman didn’t seem to have any feelings at all, and didn’t move at all.

I think she was trying desperately to repress herself, and I was fine with that; I suddenly wanted to hug and kiss each other, but my mouth wouldn’t open.

“If you still won’t cooperate, I’ll rape your daughter.”

Said the man, eyes closed.

I sucked on each other’s lips, and as I pushed my tongue inside the woman’s mouth, the woman began to do the same, and the woman pushed her tongue inside my mouth as well, so I sucked harder on each other.

I figured it was probably okay, she was no longer resisting. So I tried putting two fingers against the crack to try it out and was surprised to find the woman’s pussy door hard and tightly closed.

When asked afterward, it turns out that it’s been ten years since the woman and her husband broke up, so she’s gone completely cold.

I tweaked the breasts and rubbed the flesh of the pussy, and after I applied some skill, the woman’s pussy door gurgled with lust.

After glancing at the woman, who kept her mouth shut and her eyes dripping with tears, I saw her beautiful side for the first time, so I bent down, put my head into the woman’s pussy and went for a few licks with my lips.

Gradually, the woman began to sway her body and exhaled loudly, as if she had been holding her breath for a long time. If she took advantage of the situation and attacked, I guess she couldn’t stand it.

I still continued to lick, and as I sucked my pussy, lewd water flowed into my mouth. Despite this, I continued to suck harder.

When I realized that the time was about right, I straddled the woman’s body and pressed my glans against her pussy door. The woman’s slit was as hard and small as a virgin’s, so I couldn’t get in. I slowly pushed in, but every time I pushed in a little bit, it closed up tight.

So I pumped shallowly and slammed deeply as if I was very experienced. Gradually the woman felt pleasure, as evidenced by the eight-pointed font between the woman’s eyebrows. The woman began to twist and sway her waist frequently.

And my man-root gradually swelled up and hardened, and it was in this situation that my pleasure gradually got better and better. Finally both of us had reached the stage of oblivion, and the two of us were even more tightly squeezing and hugging each other.

“Let’s throw it together… okay? Let’s throw it together…”

As you said this, you twisted and turned…

“Ah… I can’t anymore… I’m going to lose… ah… already…”

Already defying all human reasoning. The woman cried and sucked my lips frantically and violently, and I also realized that the woman was very urgent, so I pumped even faster.

“Ah… deeper… ah… so beautiful… so beautiful…”

The woman grabbed my body, her whole body trembled like a spasm, not relaxing at all. I also began to pity the woman, I sucked on the woman’s earlobe, because that was the most sensitive part of the woman, the woman’s whole body trembled violently, the male root was tightly pressed.

I couldn’t help but let out a moan as well.

“Uh… uh…”

“Wait… wait…”

The woman was twisting her waist like crazy, so I bent my neck hard, rubbing the woman’s breasts, rubbing her clitoris with my right hand, pumping and twisting rapidly, in a so-called three-way attack…

“Ah… quick… quick… oh… lost… quick… lost…”

The woman cried out as she held on as hard as she could, even I couldn’t take it. I spread my arms around the woman’s neck, my penis slammed hard into the bottom of the uterus, and the woman’s and man’s pussy water and semen jetted out, all mixed together.

As if she had lost her breath, the woman’s body flopped to the side and she let out a huge sigh, and I hadn’t felt this much relief in a long time.

４

The Judge: “Is it true that… a woman said she would lick your penis?”

Defendant: “Yes, it’s true.”

Judge: “Of course, it’s an animal instinct, and it’s quite possible to lick when you really feel lovely, and licking is the best thing for a woman. There are many women who have orgasms while licking.”

After a few licks, the woman also lost her semen… after about 30 minutes… When I licked her a second time, she lost her semen again… At that time, I asked her to take off her clothes, and she immediately undressed herself.

“Come on…”

The woman began to get impatient.

I was completely naked and let the woman hold my man-root, which she caressed very cherishingly. But when I suddenly stood up, she suddenly wrenched me down and put her whole face into my pubic bone. The woman took my huge, hard, and swollen black with green cock inside her mouth and licked the inside with her lips.

I reciprocated her gesture by stretching out my right foot and rubbing her pussy nucleus with my thumb and her nipples with my hand, my prick swelling to enormous proportions as my emotions grew aroused.

The woman looked at me as if she was stunned at the sight of my huge cock, her eyes staring straight up. She kissed the root as if she were kissing a cute child, and straddled my body, grabbed the root herself, and started rubbing it back and forth.

True to form, Yasuko seems to have learned her craft.

“Rub my flesh…”

I did as I was told, and the woman pushed her man-root against the opening of the crack, her hips twisting and swaying. Gradually, the penis gradually went in, but it was still tight enough to keep it from penetrating smoothly.

Having already had one experience, I was unconcerned and plunged straight to the end in one breath.

“ah… ah… oh…”

The woman wailed, but clung to me, and I clung to the woman’s hips.

This time both of them are completely naked, the woman’s body white as wax-like beautiful, I feel a hard to bear like a pearl itch up.

The two of them mated and kissed as if frantic, the pussy door tightly securing the male root as the woman twisted and pivoted in various positions.

“You’re great. You’re so tight… you’re almost suffocating me…”

“Yours is great too, I’ve been with all kinds of women up to now, but I’ve never met anyone as great as you, with plump flesh, fat pussy, thick pussy hair, and a tantalizing aroma…”

“Really? I’m so happy…”

Said the man who twisted his waistline violently.

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… harder…”

After saying that, he pouted like a willful child.

I held her back with my left hand, sucked on her breasts, and with my right hand I rubbed her pussy nucleus and rubbed the flesh of her pussy…

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… oh… good brother… I’m going to lose it again… come on… raise it a little… come on…”

The woman bent over, her man-root slightly dislodged.

“Ah… don’t pull out… don’t…”

She desperately twisted her waist in panic as the cock slid deep into the depths of her slit once again with her lust. The male root reached the bottom of her womb and contained the glans.

I pressed my left hand against the woman’s collar and held her hips with my right hand and lowered her body gently.

“Deeper… deeper…”

With that, both hands held the woman’s hips and thrust hard. Instantly, the uterus appeared gradually spasm-like.

“Uh… Oh… I’m going to lose it…”

The woman moaned in agony. Unfortunately, I couldn’t cum with her and end it like this… “Wait… I’ll pull it out later…”

It’s late. I’m in a hurry to get back…

“Ma’am… I’m going home. I’m very sorry… please excuse me…”

As I stood up, the woman was very tired and she squinted.

“Please don’t tell anyone about tonight, please…”

A very faint demanding voice.

“There’s no way I’d say something like that, I’m a thief!”

I suppressed my ridiculousness and answered.

“If you don’t tell anyone, please come back another time.”

Very sincerely, I couldn’t help but be happy.

“Um… can I really come again?” I asked back in surprise.

“Um… as long as you can keep it a secret…” the woman said in a thin voice.

“My daughter is going on an overnight trip tomorrow with her fiancé and friends, so I’d like you to come back tomorrow night.”

She said clearly.

Of course I knew she was telling the truth.

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Of course I would never forget her words, and I felt a great nostalgia for a woman’s mother-like caress.

The girl met my eyes and looked as if she was aroused, which I guess was only human since she witnessed our intercourse from start to finish. The girl’s ears were red.

The girl’s breasts, which had just been plucked from her dress, were now swollen like bread with two large breasts, and the cleft under the covering of pubic hair seemed to be very attractive to a man like me.

Judge: “But it is a sin for you to do that with an unmarried woman. At first you said you didn’t do it, but are you going to go back on your word?

”

Defendant: “Actually… I used to… but women like divorced or mistresses, if I didn’t do it with them, it would be pathetic, but I think a girl would be guilty.

But at the time, the girl seemed to want me to do it for her for a bit. So it would obviously be a bit callous of me to ignore her and just go back, and I also thought it would be a shame if I didn’t touch her a bit.

Looking at the mother, the other was as tired as dead, her body motionless and asleep. I quickly put my hand on my daughter’s jaw and lifted the girl’s throat with all my might, and by this time tears were already flowing from within her beautiful bell-like eyes.

The girl seemed to be trying to say something, unable to speak because she was gagged.

The girl seemed resigned to the fact that she was no longer physically tense, so her eyes were closed and tears were streaming down from her snow-white cheeks.

I was so mesmerized by the beauty of the innocent young girl that I took the woman in my lap, ironed the other woman’s hair a bit, then rubbed the other woman’s back, and after kissing, rubbed her breasts as well. After sucking and doing various caresses, the woman seemed to stabilize a little.

The girl’s flesh was completely different from the skin of a mature woman, her body hard with a soft elasticity.

My heart skipped a beat in delight after I stroked her pubic bone, and to this day I vaguely remember that mood.

My man-root instantly swelled up like a wooden stick as I thrust down into the woman’s ass, the girl’s cheeks reddening.

I took off the girl’s clothes, the girl did not resist in the slightest, so I did not hesitate to spread the woman’s legs, inserted my left hand under the woman’s huge buttocks, and lifted it from the bottom to the top, and put my face close to the woman’s pubic area, and rubbed the tip of the nose on the woman’s pubic hair. Looking closely at the woman’s pussy, to my surprise, near the woman’s anus, already gurgling with lust.

I use a handkerchief to the labia majora to vagina, and then buttocks and other places to wipe, the face in the put in to see, and indeed the virgin’s body scent, like tender leaf buds as fragrant as the nose.

I folded the cushion in half and pressed it under the girl’s ass and used the base of my tongue to stretch as far as I could to suck the woman’s pussy, I sucked hard on the nub to the middle of the crack and the woman tensed her arms and legs.

But the hips are catering to my sucking and moving, face wrinkled into a figure of eight, beautiful lips half-open, eyes narrowed into a thin slit, both hands grasping the tatami mat, thick lewd water gurgling straight to the stream.

The girl seemed to get off on it completely, and I did get a taste of virginal pleasure, finally stopping the sucking and using two fingers to flick them from side to side toward the labia majora, rubbing them.

At this time, I used one finger to press on the overlapping pubic hair at the anal cavity, and used my thumb to press on the pubic nucleus, at this time, the lewd water has gurgled, and the girl s face gradually  rose to a red tide.

“Ah… no…”

Although my mouth said so, my thighs came closer to my face.

Finally, the girl seems to throw shade water.

I quietly picked up the girl’s body, spread my legs, and motioned for the girl to ride across my body. The girl was not at all shy to hold my shoulders.

I pushed my glans, which had long been raised, against the girl’s spitting slit, and with my right hand, I pulled the girl’s lovely buttocks close, almost like inhaling, right to the root of the testicles, the secret flesh of the vagina sucking tightly on the male root.

However, the girl does not know how to do, she has been afraid to move, I am not in a hurry and rub the woman’s breasts, and grabbed the nucleus of the pussy, and then rub the girl’s buttocks like a circle, I think this can make the girl more stable, but the girl seems to be very nervous about my big penis.

“Twist at the waistline if it feels quick.”

After I told her, the girl moaned in pain…

“Uh…”

The answer was followed by a hip shake.

The vaginal flesh wrapped tightly around my glans, and the feeling of pleasure was one of the best in the world.

“Ah… Miss… I can’t stand it either…”

I couldn’t help but sigh, and like mad, the girl tightened her grip on my cock and began to wiggle around haphazardly.

I pushed harder and harder, regardless of the fact that it was her first time, and she cried out, “No… I… can’t take it…”

She cried out, but her pussy was already hot…

I couldn’t hold back the fire of lust in my body. It was as if my uterus was about to be broken open…and the newly opened depths of my vagina were gushing out a flood of lustful water.

Afterwards, the girl took care of everything, got dressed, and said with a red face: “Please don’t tell anyone about what happened just now.”

Then he ran up to the second floor…

At this point, the chickens were crowing nearby, and the mother next to them was oblivious to the fact that she was sleeping rather deeply.

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The Judge’s search still continues.

“And then you went home?”

“There is still an agreement between me and my mother, and between me and the girl, and it ends there, but that has nothing to do with the judgment.”

The Judge: “¡¡”

“It’s not rape, it’s not rape, in other words it’s an act done with mutual consent.”

“Just answer truthfully, and I’ll be the judge of guilt or innocence.”

Defendant: “Okay. The next day, the girl went on a trip with her fiancé, so I sneaked in again in the evening, but the girl was still at home, and I thought it would not be a good idea to do so, so I hid under a tree in the courtyard for a while. The girl saw me from her second-floor window, and in fact she was waiting for her fiancé.”

Soon after, a young clerk-like employee arrived, not dressed for a previous trip. Why was the trip canceled? I couldn’t understand, so I sneaked in behind the man. The girl stood at the top of the stairs and greeted him happily. After standing and talking a little, she went up to the second floor hand in hand, and then the girl shouted, “Mom… Kuan Er says it’s going to be postponed for a week”.

The mother didn’t answer, and they disappeared together up to the second floor as they talked.

I was a little afraid to enter my mother’s bedroom because I was a little afraid of having such an extra man in the house, so I followed up to the second floor and snuck into the bedroom next to the room they were in, pulling back the green curtains to see the two of them embracing at that moment like a love story in a movie.

The man held the woman in his lap, hugging her neck and waist, kissing her long and hard, moving his right hand slowly, reaching nervously to penetrate the woman’s pussy.

I couldn’t help but swallow, how could a virgin, who was only satisfied last night, need a man’s caress so soon?

The man seemed to be rimming the woman so much that even the “slurping” sound of lust could be heard. At this point, the girl began to sway her hips, and finally the man seemed to reach a stage where he couldn’t control his arousal.

Suddenly there were footsteps, and the man dropped the woman and walked coldly and silently toward the window.

“Ah… it’s completely dark.”

At that moment the mother, who spoke in a somewhat strange voice, walked in.

It seemed that her mother was very intelligent and beautiful, a complete contrast to her naked and prodigal appearance last night.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come out to greet you… I happened to be inspired so… how come this little girl didn’t even make tea?”

Mumbled alone.

“I don’t know what I’m talking about… I’m sorry…”

The mother would be surprised if she knew what her daughter did last night. Actually, it’s not so young anymore. There are daughters already growing up.

“Didn’t you have a date to go on a trip today, and the girl was overjoyed…?”

“It just so happened that something came up at the last minute and I couldn’t get away, so I took her to see a really good French movie.”

“Oh… I’m very sorry… but we can go back next Saturday…”

“Well… that’s the way it’s going to be…”

“Okay… you guys take your time…”

The mother came downstairs, the daughter stuck out her tongue, made a face, and cuddled in the man’s arms, and in passing the man pulled down the woman’s pink boxers.

In moments, the man unzipped his pants and pressed his erect manhood firmly against the woman’s thick pussy.

I thought about the fact that I had licked her compassionately last night and the man was in such a hurry, so it angered me greatly.

As luck would have it, I couldn’t see the flesh of the woman’s cracked pussy from the spot I was standing. The man’s penis is smaller than mine, and the woman penetrated smoothly after I broke her last night.

The speed of the man pumping speed up, the woman’s snow-white legs, like a snake like drill and bend, so that the side of my whole body itch. The Marco Polo Outlet, the first to be released in the United States, is the first to be released in the United States, and the second to be released in the United States.

“Ah… not yet… don’t pull it out…”

The girl seemed to get into it, holding the man tightly and sucking his tongue violently.

I may have learned from my experience last night that that look really doesn’t satisfy a woman, and I feel very sorry for women.

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Soon the girls were ready and out the door.

“Mom, we’re leaving.”

When I heard the girl go out, I went downstairs and walked into the room of the undead, where Madame was reading the paper.

“Ah… really here?”

As if surprised, but immediately looked at me with a smile.

“It’s not interrupting your work, is it…?”

“It won’t.”

Said, with an autumnal smile, one side to organize the bedding beside the fireplace, one side to reveal the snow-white knees, instantly the whole person’s mind is confused.

Perhaps it was the sudden intrusion of a man into her long-time empty home that gave her feelings considerable emotional stimulation and sexual pleasure that paralyzed her soul.

Sexual impulses overtake a woman’s reasoning, and she meets me with her hands raised. Between the two of us, there was no need for more words, only a passion that was about to explode.

After a short period of speechlessness, the lady finally spoke.

“Did you do it with your daughter afterward?”

“You know what? Your daughter is very happy…”

I wrapped my arms around the woman’s shoulders, and my partner’s whole body shook as if she had been waiting for this for a long time.

“A man like you must have a lot of women who love you to death. In fact, seeing my daughter so happy last night made me a little jealous. I’ve never been so happy, so don’t you ever do anything like that again and love me!”

The woman’s big eyes looked on passionately. The woman’s tongue slipped into my mouth and instantly the woman sucked hard on my tongue, already gurgling with lust as my hands touched her ass.

Since I had already been on fire with enthusiasm due to the scene I had seen earlier between the girl and her fiancé, I rubbed two of my fingers from side to side on the woman’s pussy door under her thick pubic hair.

“Ah… I… can’t stand it…”

When her hand penetrated my buttocks, it was a snow-white five fingers, rubbing my big, erect prick and pulling it hard a few times. My whole body’s blood rushed to the head, pulled the woman down on the bed, and spread the woman’s thighs, spread the left and right legs into a big shape, from the bottom of the two feet Qi pick on their shoulders, the fury of the big male root, without any saliva, the glans pressed against the lips of the big pussy.

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… thrust harder…”

The woman demanded, and I was almost about to lose my sperm, so I didn’t dare to move any further, just gently thrusting inward and making circles. When it almost completely reached the womb, the woman almost lost her pussy.

This time holding up the woman’s legs, the woman’s forehead was sweating and her big hips were swaying.

Holding a mature, voluptuous woman, when I swayed a few times, I had reached the limit of endurance. Finally, my whole body was numb and spasmed, flowing out of the gurgling obscene water.

“Ah… wait, I haven’t climaxed yet! Ah…”

She shook her legs and trembled her arms, pestering me like a withdrawn child in a frenzy. I took pity on the woman, so I reluctantly pulled my deflated cock a few times, and used my left hand as a support to work my way into the pussy door.

My sweaty buttocks gave off a gush of womanly body odor, and at that moment my manhood swelled up once again.

“Oh… what to do… what to do…”

The woman looked like she was about to cry, and I thought it was a little funny, teasing on purpose.

“You lick my glans…”

After saying that, the woman did not hesitate at all, she contained the male root and began to lick it up frequently. Seeing the penis in the woman’s mouth, it had swelled up to the point that it was sprouting green veins and throbbing with a tremor.

At that moment, the woman was so happy, it’s impossible to describe, she rode on my body, held her cock herself, and plunged straight to the bottom in one breath.

“Ah… so beautiful… so beautiful…”

She rocked her hips as she spoke, almost hurting as a result of squeezing her pubic bone so hard. The mouth of her womb contained the glans, straining her girth and tickling the tip of her penis.

“Madam… I’m numb too. Yes… lift your waist up…”

As she spoke, the woman bobbed up and down…

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… I can’t do it anymore… I’m going to lose it… ah… I can’t stand it…”

She slurped and sucked on me, while at the same time leaking copious amounts of lust that spilled out of my ass. I lost my cum for the second time and we both cuddled together in exhaustion.

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When I heard the sound, my eyes opened, the woman’s body clothes scattered sleeping, I noticed that the girl seems to have returned, and immediately covered my mother’s body with clothes.

The Judge: “Why cover it up?”

Defendant: “I don’t think it’s good for the girls to see me…”

Judge: “Are you embarrassed too?”

Defendant: “I wasn’t born a robber, I didn’t want to steal anything from that day on, I just wanted to be a lover…”

Judge: “What’s the result?”

Defendant: “The one who came back was a girl, and she only said, ‘Mom! I’m home! and went upstairs.”

Judge: “Don’t you think girls are better than mothers?”

Defendant: “Yes…”

Judge: “Then why didn’t you look for a girl that day?”

Defendant: “I was too tired that day, and I had an agreement with my mother that I would not treat the girl with ill will from the beginning.”

Judge: “So the Yasuko Miyake incident is generally over, but the suspect who entered the Mononenji Temple used the same method as you, did you do it?”

Defendant: “ã…”

Judge: “In the first trial, you admitted that the abbot was away on a business trip to Tokyo, and that the offender had sneaked into the house and threatened his wife and daughter, and that his behavior and methods were the same as yours, and that there were witnesses, so why didn’t you admit it?”

Defendant: “I’m sorry… I don’t dare to tell you for fear of adding to the trouble.”

Judge: “Was there a mistake in the victim’s statement? What is that? This court shall be closed, and nothing shall come in the way, so answer truthfully.”

Defendant: “Mononji’s wife is very beautiful, like a movie star, about 28 or 29 years old, and has a well-built body, so I will never give up. The woman also seemed to have an insatiable sexual appetite and glanced at me from time to time.”

The woman said to me, “Please spare me!”

When she said that, it touched my heartstrings even more, and I hugged the woman with all my might. The woman tried to scream loudly, but I swept her mouth with a handkerchief, and the woman kicked her arms and legs so desperately that she kicked the sash of her dress into a loose end. Suddenly the dress slipped off, revealing her black panties.

The ripe charm of a nearly thirty year old woman, and the swelling, plump and elastic breasts, when I flicked the other woman’s nipples with my fingers a few times, the woman was lost in thought, and her whole body was weak and spread out softly.

I quickly spread the woman’s legs and was about to insert it, but it never went in, I spit a mouthful of water and wiped it out, then swiftly inserted it. Narrow very special crack, make my male root feel especially different taste.

The woman’s eyes suddenly fluttered open and she looked at me riding on top of her. After I pumped a few times, the woman seemed to close her eyes as if she had realized, and gradually catered to the twisting of my waist.

Beginning to feel pleasure, the chamber is rapidly hot, lewd water out, I think no matter what, the woman’s physiological needs are unchanged.

I stopped pumping and temporarily adopted a deep thrusting position, and my fingers were tweaking those plump breasts.

In an instant, the woman was as if she had lost her soul.

“ah… oh… uh…”

Suddenly letting out a wave moan, so also quickly wiggled his hips too. I purposely, without slowing down, withdrew my penis at the entrance crack.

“Thrust… deeper… ah… it’s so beautiful… ah… fast… I… I… can’t stand it…”

This time, the woman held my body tightly, and because of the deep thrusting position, when the woman’s body bent a little more, it smoothly hit the bottom of the uterus.

“Ah… it’s so beautiful… so good… I’m going to lose it…”

After a few moments of rapid breathing… and a few moments of random writhing, the woman moaned again, “Oh… I’m going to lose it… Oh… I’m going to lose it… I’m going to lose it…”

At the same time gurgling lewdness flowed out.

At my wife’s request, I said, “Please keep today’s events confidential…”

“You know what? You have to keep it a secret as well…”

My wife-kun instructed me very seriously and I then went out. Suddenly as I reached the door to the courtyard, I saw the temple man sneaking into wife-kun’s room and taking off his pants, and I paused to peek in. The man then pulled out a black, ungainly male root.

“Just a minute!”

My wife took hold of Teruo’s penis. Wonderfully, she said, “This is…”

“What does this mean…?”

“Is this size the usual normal size?”

“Yes, about 4 inches is normal…”

Teruo froze at his wife’s question…

“I… have been lied to… my husband’s, it’s only like this…”

With that, she compared them under the glans.

That’s why I fully understand. Earlier, the woman’s situation wasn’t right… but I felt sorry for her because she had never had a big penis before…

After that, I watched Teruo and Wifey’s intercourse from beginning to end, and I don’t think there’s any need to repeat it.

Judge: “Uh… yes… then take a break…”

Title V Abstinence

Cicadas sounded like Mayflies from among the treetops in the courtyard, and the splash of water from the spring was interspersed with a cool breeze that blew the wind chimes under the eaves of the house, tinkling them.

Lying horizontally on the sofa, the electric fan blowing the wind, last night a friend sent a book of spring painting post, so that Itagaki Jiro has seen it, excitement delayed sleep.

At that moment, tiptoeing in was the owner’s eldest daughter, Zhu Shi. Joo-sil was afraid of the heat and appeared to him in a long nylon shirt as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Zhen had married in Kansai half a year ago, and only returned to live in her mother’s house again after seeing through the evil deeds of her lustful husband.

Jusumi, who was once married, has been lonely since returning to her mother’s house, so she has cheated on him with Jiro Itagaki a few times since as early as this spring.

That moment when Jusumi sneaks into Itagaki Jiro’s room, she sees Itagaki Jiro’s manhood under his underpants swollen like a big bun, mischievously grabbing at the inside of his underpants.

Itagaki, who was suddenly attacked by a sneak attack, accidentally dropped the spring painting in his hand onto the tatami mat, and grabbed the soft palm between his strands in passing.

“Ah! I was so shocked. You’re not like a lady, you’re so naughty…”

The man held the woman’s breasts tightly to his own bare chest.

“But… Jiro is very immoral…”

Just sucked her red lips right onto the man’s.

One was someone else’s wife and a debauched man, two lips pressed tightly and closely together, like butterflies molesting a pollen kiss.

After a long kiss, Jussi was sucked on the tip of her tongue by the man, she picked up the picture book that fell on the floor and squinted her eyes “Ah!” Her color changed drastically and she moved her lips away.

“Ah! What’s wrong? Reading this kind of book…”

She looked at the book’s cover, then flipped to the interior, where luscious and exciting color images presented themselves.

“It was horrible, so passionate yo…” said Joo-sik, lying on the floor.

“Is this position doable?”

“Well… look… just like this… put your body…”

“Ah… no… will someone come…”

“No. Quick… quick… don’t take off your panties…”

“No… it’s too bright… it’s embarrassing…”

“What do you mean, it’s not your first time, your legs are contracted, you’re not taking off your pants…”

“Okay! Please wait, tonight, what do you want me to do… I’ll cooperate…”

“You have so many concerns, it won’t take too long, just two or three minutes…”

“Ah… in that position, is that right? No! Your fingers are too dirty…”

“Dirty is instead good… very good…”

“How… why… don’t you listen?”

“Ah! I’m not that… bold…”

“Hmph! Why do you look like that? Didn’t I say it wasn’t nice? This is the end of the story once people see it. It’s not funny. Quiet…”

“That’s easy for you to say, how do you want me to be quiet, I can’t stand it… Jiro you take off your pants… let me hold your thing, what a mind-blowing thing… it’s not like normal people’s…”

“Anyway, it’s just like that, ah… hold it in your soft palms…”

“Eh! How was it…”

“Oh! My whole body is paralyzed…”

“So much like a horse, with such a handsome face, why is the prick so big, it really fucks women up.”

“Eh! How was it…”

“Oh! My whole body is paralyzed…”

By now Itagaki’s cock had been pulled out, and the shaft was pulsing with bruises and twitches.

“Jusshi is all talk and no action, so eat it up!”

“Good thing too… you’re not as fantastical as you were as a teenager…”

“Want to see?”

“I can’t help it… well… I can’t take it anymore… come on! Show me what you’re really made of!”

“Don’t be in such a hurry… You just need to close your eyes and remain still…”

“How can that be? I’m starting to get an itch all over my body! Really. I can’t do it anymore.”

Jusumi began to sit and twist her waist, when she saw the spring painting post on the tatami mat, the posture of the woman in the album made her learn it naturally, it was a very soulful expression.

The woman’s dress was rolled up to her waist and she was lying on her back on the tatami mat, and the man’s fingers were aiming to rub up that pinhole.

The woman reached out her snow-white skinned hand to hold the furiously swollen penis. The more Jusi watched, the more she couldn’t help herself, the way she held the man’s cock and begged, while the man looked mischievous.

“Don’t mention it, whenever you want it, I’m all for it.”

“What a talker, why don’t you hurry up, I’m going to die at this rate.”

“If you die, you die…”

“What a cruel thing to say… Well… if you don’t care, then I won’t lose…”

Joo-sil deliberately rubbed the man’s penis, the man seemed to feel a lot of pain, the tip of the glans began to flow out gurgling obscene liquid.

“Hey… Joo-sik, why am I the one getting up instead? Ah… it’s so comfortable… my back muscles are cooling down…”

“Heh! You can’t stand it, can you? What are you so proud of?”

“Why do you say that? Uh… ah! I feel like there’s an electric current running through me… Joo-sik… It’s too bad… Don’t let it go… Quickly… turn your ass around…”

Itagaki’s upper body rose up and pressed past the woman’s bare rear end, the snow-white firm ass seducing him before his eyes, the pink flesh unfolding tantalizingly.

Suddenly, Joo-sik held his breath and said, “Ah… it’s gotten fierce, do you want to kill me?”

“Want to kill such a lovely woman? Clench your legs a little, ah! Yes! Ah… I can’t stand it…”

“I… I… also… right… there!”

“Here… here?”

“Mmm… mmm… yes… even if I die like this… I have no regrets…”

“I wish I could die like this!”

“Does it really… does it really matter if you die? How can you be so happy…”

The electric fan was blowing towards their faces, a cool breeze was blowing, and the cicadas were still chirping… There were two butterflies overlapping in the garden, fluttering around…

On the opposite side of the garden, a woman with snow-white cheeks bared from earlier, had been gazing at the movements in the house, tears of remorse leaving several tear tracks on her snow-white cheeks.

The two men and women did not realize that they had been spied on, and in an instant they were about to leave, when the woman who had gotten up said, “I’m so tired!”

While looking back at the man, he put on his slippers… and said, “Please wait… I’ll fix it for you…”

“Great… on the tatami…”

After Itagaki had let Jusumi groom himself, his eyes were turned to the ceiling and closed.

“Oh… my whole body feels like it’s falling apart…”

“That’s why I said… it’s not good during the day, it’s too tiring… you lie down like this and sleep…”

“Uh-huh! That’s it… it’s exhausting…”

“Yes… I’m exhausted, of course I’m tired, I’m going to Ginza do you want to go?”

“What’s with the shopping in the heat?”

“Eh! I’ve already made an appointment with a friend…”

“Okay! You wait for me for ten minutes… If you don’t go, it means you’re not available, I’ll try to make time.”

“Okay…”

Jusumi wipes the man’s upper body before disappearing into the hallway. Itagaki was still huffing and puffing even though he heard the pop-like sound of a helicopter.

The owner of the house, Hizuno Clan, who was about sixty years old, was having the maid gently rub his lower back.

“The cicadas are summer cicadas…” – “It’s been a long time. The more the cicadas call, the more I hear that it’s a good year…”

“Oh… but it’s really distracting to scream like that every day.”

Hirono was looking at the maid… who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with her breasts bulging…

The maid, Ah-ching, was unaware of her master’s bad intentions. She was only 18 years old, and she kept rubbing her master’s waistline for him. Suddenly, the master’s big hand gripped Ah-ching’s white hand…

“And a little rubbing here, too…”

He grabbed the hand towards the pubic bone of the thigh…

“Ah… Khun Luang…”

“What! What does it matter, rubbing with soft palms… don’t you listen?”

“But… that… that place…”

“What’s there… what’s there to be afraid of? Are you embarrassed?”

“Ah… Khun Luang! Don’t…”

“Don’t say no… You’ll be rubbing for men in the future anyway, so start practicing now…”

After saying that, he placed his majestic penis on Ah Qing’s palm, and although Ah Qing tried hard to retreat and refuse, the lower half of Ah Qing’s body was already sandwiched between the Master’s hairy legs.

“Ah! Master, it would be bad if Madam saw me… let go…”

“It won’t come, she has guests now… Come on, if you can escape, escape!”

“Ah! Please don’t stick my hand anywhere!”

“No, it’s such a big pussy, let me rub it for you…”

After saying that, he inserted his palm through the opening of Light’s sleeveless shirt and grabbed the breasts with force.

“Ah… Khun Luang… really, really please forgive me…”

“Don’t! Of course not, be a good girl and let me rub it, letting go is okay, how about…”

“Okay… okay… rub it…”

“Good girl… come on! I’ll rub it…”

“Well… how about this foot…”

“That’s no good. You can’t run away. You’re not a child anymore…”

Light finally breasts were relaxed, his whole body stiff and paralyzed since his sensitive breasts were grabbed, she naturally put her hand between Hizuno Clan’s strands.

The soft lump of flesh felt a little scary, and it was the first time in her life that she had ever explored a man’s secrets.

The black pubic hair extended to the chest around the feeling very horrible, Ah light is a peasant girl, children often ride a horse, the heart always feel very contempt for the horse, and now see is the master is slightly smaller than the horse, and the human genitals swollen so big, feel very surprised. So she slowly followed the master’s teachings and played with it as if it were a toy.

“That’s fine the way it is, this thing, play with it in Light’s hand, if it swells up, give you a reward of 5,000 yen well.”

“Is… really?”

“Yes! I’ll give it to you when I grow up…”

Hirano’s played with all the women since he was young, and in the last two or three years, for some reason, he started injecting hormones, so the nerves gradually became hyperactive. Ah light know that the man’s prick is getting bigger and bigger the more he plays.

“Next time then!”

“It’s so suspicious, I’ll definitely pay you…”

Ah Qing slowly played with the prick, but it never responded, Ah Qing was a little disappointed, but still very patient to hold and play with it, she found that with a little effort, it would slowly grow bigger, 5,000 yen to Ah Qing, that was a lot of money, she thought of the money, as if nothing had happened, she explored the most important golden bag of a man’s scrotum with one of her hands.

So soon out of the ink stone marvelous reaction, really closed eyes Hizuno’s, the root of the eyebrow to form a figure of eight.

“Ah! It feels so good…” he moaned.

A scripture’s mind is only thinking of five thousand rounds, desperately playing, can not help but screaming in the heart of the heart of the fast, instantly angry swelling very fearful, a trembling and jumping, always a movement of the fat wild’s suddenly the upper half of the body moved.

“Light, I can’t take it anymore…”

He finished with a groan, using one foot to push the sprawled Light down on her thighs.

“Ah… Khun Luang! Please don’t… please… please…”

“Don’t make a fuss. What if someone hears you? Hurry, hurry… here… there’s 5,000 won here…”

“No… no… ah… Khun Luang…”

Light is pinned down by one foot and his boxers have come off.

Light was at a loss for words, her body kept twisting and turning, but she couldn’t make any effort to refuse, while the man’s finger was already inserted into the anal opening.

The man’s upper body had quickly pressed down on Light’s body as the instantly constricted body struggled on and on, something that happened to Scripture in the midst of her struggles.

The fiery hot shaft was between Light’s thighs, quickly and eagerly exploring the soul-crushing cleft.

“You still won’t behave? There’s nothing I can do if you keep struggling!”

He used both of his wrists to press Light down onto the tatami mat, and he smiled as he looked at Light’s snow-white and pink face.

Ah Ching cried and grimaced, “Master is so mean! If I complain to my wife…”

Ah Qing tried to resist with all her strength, but she couldn’t move like she was being pressed by a huge rock, Ah Qing closed her eyes in resignation.

Ah Qing was sad, although she liked the 5,000 rounds, but when she thought that she had come here to serve at the age of fifteen, and her master was now going to rape her, who was only eighteen years old, and if Madam knew about it, what face would she use to see others?

“Ah… it hurts… Khun Luang…”

Like a hot iron rod, it was deeply inserted into the lower abdomen, causing Ah Light to feel pain and itching. Ah Qing couldn’t help but shrink her waist and take her head off the pillow.

“Does it hurt? Bear with it… come on…”

“Open your thighs wider…”

“┅”

“Yes… in this position, relax your body a little more…”

Hizuno’s pressed Ah Qing, who was the same age as his youngest daughter, under his body, and slowly after he had done his best, Ah Qing, who had originally resisted very strongly, began to show a happy expression.

Around the vast mansion, the sun is setting in the west, visible through the hundreds of trees that have overlapped over the years.

Ringing… The phone is ringing.

Hirono’s quickly went to the living room to listen to the phone.

“Hello…”

“What a nasty call…”

As Fatsuno’s body left Light, Light ruffled her permed hair, pulled up her panties, and disappeared into the paper door on the right, a bookish-looking Kimura boy said, “The company called…”

Awakened by the ringing of the telephone, Itagaki wakes up from his nap, drenched in sweat, and gets up to ring the maid for a wet towel, when Monroe, the wife of Kenichi, the eldest son of the Hirono family, comes in on tiptoe.

She is a recent popular octogenarian beauty with a high overlooked elegant figure and intelligent beauty.

She pressed three fingers into the tatami and said, “What can I do for you, Jiro-san?”

“No! I’m calling the maid, I’ve just finished my nap so I’d like a wet towel…”

“It seems… you look tired… I’ll bring it right over…”

The woman’s eyes glanced at Banhwan, and her tight skirt revealed the woman’s rounded, mature figure.

Banhwan suddenly said, “Don’t… don’t…”

When he finished, after a moment, he thought the maid had come, but unexpectedly, it was Monroe who came in with a wet towel in her hand.

She said, “Come on! Please.”

“It’s cold…”

“I’m Kenichi’s wife. I don’t have to be cordial to Jiro…”

“Strange, what’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry…”

“What is it? Oh… I see…”

“What’s the matter, it’s impossible to know ah, press your hand on your chest and feel it…”

“How was it? What…”

“Hmph! Pretending on purpose…”

“I didn’t do anything, I’m just waking up now…”

“That must have been exhausting.”

“Can’t you take a nap with your words?”

“I didn’t say no, I just said you’re tired, right?”

“Ah… it’s getting weirder and weirder, I think you don’t know anything…”

“Anyway, something’s up. You and Joo-sik are good, right?…”

“Huh?”

“Check it out and don’t regret it!”

“What… know?”

“I don’t know… I’ve never been so angry as I am today, so I went for a walk in the courtyard… and without realizing it, I came to Jiro’s room… ah… it was so humiliating…”

“I… saw something very disturbing…”

“I’m deliberately trying to screw you. You can’t mess up again…”

“Ah! How bad… Let go! It hurts!”

“I… won’t let go!”

“Oh… Oh! It really hurts. What a cruel woman…”

Itokhwan finally broke free of Monroe’s grip.

“Does this look painful?”

Monroe sat off to the side, her breasts plump, after Banhwan took aim.

“Really!”

“Anyway, it’s like that, with in-depth reasons.”

“No… as a matter of fact…”

“I’m a silly woman, even if horny men, even with husbands as obsessive, I’m a silly woman.”

“There’s really no other way. Listen to me first…”

“Anyway, I’m a silly woman.”

“No one’s calling you stupid.”

“Aren’t you that mouthy?”

“It’s not what you think, of course there’s a deep truth to it, and truthfully, my relationship with Jusshi started because of you.”

“Eh! Is that… true?”

“Did you… see it? You’re shocked!”

Banhwan lied on the spot that he had, in fact, gotten close to Joo-sil a long time ago, but he didn’t dare to say it.

“Really… really? Then… what will I… what will I do?”

“It’s really difficult. I want to go and tell my brother…”

“Ah… this… how can this be, Jiro is very bad, and in this way, I am prepared.”

The beautiful lips were tightly closed.

“I don’t want it anymore, it’s too much…”

Finally, hiding the relationship with Jumi. Hirano’s gone out, and the sound of a car rattles from the entrance hall.

Monroe’s eyes suddenly got wet.

“Jiro, is it really okay?”

“Absolutely… I promise, don’t worry about it…”

“Then I am relieved… you are a sinner…”

“What… are you praising me and putting me down? But you might as well rest assured…”

Banhwan pulled Monroe’s wrists and held her upper body, sucking the woman’s red lips, the woman’s snow-white wrists, holding the man’s wrists hard.

“I’m really worried that I’ll make Ms. Monroe so hateful…”

“Really? Buy worrying?”

“That’s better… hit me a few times, then I won’t be afraid…”

“Sorry! But if you’re good with me, why are you good with Jusshi?”

“When I saw that scene with you and Jumi, I wanted to rush in and kill Jiro!”

“Young granny is amazing, so pretty, but so hard-hearted like that!”

“That’s because I love Jiro. If you’re good to me and you’re messing around with Joo-sik, isn’t that too much? Jiro… you and Joo-sik will never see each other again, okay?”

“Of course, I won’t be close to her anymore, I’m just doing my moral duty… don’t talk about her anymore…”

“Okay… no… I’ll listen to you…”

“Pretty Monroe doesn’t need to be so jealous of other women!”

When he finished, he inserted his hand underneath his skirt.

“No way! No way! Take a bath first… or I won’t…”

“Hmph! I really can’t do anything about you, getting people excited like this… you’re really guilty!”

A woman’s body is white, and the thought of defiling her younger sibling was a bit too much… “Let’s go to Ginza!”

He got up, and by now it was getting dark and looked like it was going to rain.

He suddenly remembers meeting Jusshi in Ginza.

“Ah! Angry? Jiro!”

“I’m not angry, I can’t eat a big meal right now, so I thought I’d go to Ginza and have a full meal.”

“It’s too much, don’t you hate me? Take a shower!”

“Take a Turkish bath…”

“Men are so selfish. Can’t you think of me? No matter what… Jiro, is it okay if I go to Ginza too?”

When Monroe thinks of her husband Kenichi, who has rarely been home lately, she thinks it doesn’t matter if she goes to Ginza with Jiro.

“Are you going? Then… meet me at the station…”

“Okay! Wait for me…”

Banhwan watched Monroe’s back as she left and suddenly remembered the past when he was in a good relationship with Monroe from the high view.

Itahwan met Monroe in the fall of two years ago, when he was promoted from Osaka’s Yakusho to Tokyo, and he happened to be helping out at the president’s residence of his father’s descendant, Hirono Sangyo.

“Um… why are you here?”

“Don’t you realize? I’m already on this side.”

“Yes? I heard from my sister that you got married, but I didn’t know you married here, you’ve become so beautiful!”

Monroe and Itahwan’s sister were high school classmates, and at that time Monroe visited Itahwan’s villa on the coast of Kamakura and met Itahwan, who had already graduated from college and was working as an official in the Ministry of Production, and was returning from a weekend vacation.

It was the night that her sister went to Tokyo leaving Monroe to sleep alone in her sister’s room, and it was not coincidentally windy and rainy that night, when suddenly there was a clap of thunder and lightning, and the whole house was blacked out, and it was pitch black.

“Ms. Monroe are you okay, be strong, are you still sleeping?”

With a candle in hand, Banhwan went into his sister’s room and saw Monroe with her head covered by a quilt and her body shivering.

“Why, I didn’t realize you were such a coward.”

Monroe poked her head out.

“Ah… it’s horrible, Jiro, why don’t you sleep here tonight, it’s scary to sleep here alone!”

“Okay… but it’s a bit embarrassing to sleep in a lady’s room…”

“Hmph! Okay… stay, I won’t let you go…”

Monroe climbed up in a piece of underwear to close the door.

“Now you can’t go back!”

In the dim candlelight, Monroe’s mature figure, developed to perfection, lay across the bed, looking particularly attractive, and the two embraced each other in the rumble of thunder, the feel of their soft muscles bringing them to the last line in the shadowy room.

“Jiro, are you okay? Will you have a baby…”

“No… no… you’re still a child…”

“But… I’m not a child anymore, I’m a woman…”

“No, don’t worry, I’ll tell you the way you won’t have a baby…”

“Really, really?”

“Of course… it’s true, don’t worry, use your soft hands to touch here…”

“Ah! Don’t! Good heart!”

“Silly, how cozy you look…”

“I… I… I don’t… your hands are not clean…”

“Don’t be afraid… it’s not dirty…”

“Jiro, help me wipe…”

“I feel so good…”

“I feel good too, I didn’t realize that men’s things were so nice to touch, and it surprised me!”

“What is it?”

“But Jiro’s face, it looks so svelte, how come the thing down there is so big? Do all men look like this?”

That was the first fight between the two in the thunderstorm, now she is a young woman, her power is getting better and better, and the person has become more beautiful.

Banhwan shuddered inwardly at the thought of having to face two women today, and what would happen if it turned out to be a tragedy?

Ban-hwan decides to break off his dealings with Joo-sil, so he and Monroe head to Ginza.

“The night in Ginza is so mesmerizing… so beautiful…”

“It’s really a demonic aura full of moral degradation, and a lot of people come here to go a little crazy just to pursue such a demonic aura.”

They saw a middle-aged man wrist a young girl like a daughter, although Monroe is already a wife, but once had a love affair with Banhwan, so they are even more lovey-dovey wrist together.

“I think it’s unfair why men can get women and women can’t, and the air of this place, Ginza, is to liberate that sense of bound morality.”

As soon as she thought of how her husband Kenichi had not been home for several days and had been out all day with a woman, she felt even more relieved to hold on to Banhwan’s hand.

As usual, they stayed at a hotel in Higashibashi-naiku, while Monroe’s husband, Kenichi Hirono, was also meeting a geisha in a restaurant in a secluded room.

Geisha Xunu’s hair was scattered, her head was tilted to one side, and Kenichi’s chest was covered with hair as he looked at the lustful Xunu woman lying on her side and said, “It’s impossible that I didn’t know about it, but the President knew about my father when it was already too late…”

Looking hatefully at the corner of Kenichi’s mouth, the man smiled wickedly.

“You don’t understand, there are many things that are very inconceivable, so you don’t know the facts…”

“Perhaps, father may have his ideas.”

“Forget it, don’t be abusive, I’ve figured it out…”

“Don’t scare me, father has plenty of money anyway, since you want to break up with me, then do as you wish…”

“Grace! You’ve gone too far! When did I say I wanted to break up? Be more specific…”

“What, angry?”

“How do you mean I’m not angry? I’m trying to cut ties with your dad?”

“Oh, really? Don’t you think it’s a shame? Don’t push it too hard.”

“How abominable… I don’t know how I fell in love with you… you’re so heartless…”

“How can a father and son have a geisha with a husband at the same time if they are not heartless?”

“That’s why I said I’m going to cut ties with the president.”

“┅”

Kenichi looks at Xunu reproachfully, knowing that Xunu couldn’t have cut off his father that simply.

Xunu pouted as she lay on Kenichi’s lap, looking at the man’s face with infatuation.

“Trust me… Let’s make up tonight…”

The woman’s cherry lips sucked on the man’s neck, Kenichi had never loved Xunu so passionately before, he sucked on her tongue as one hand went to the woman’s lower abdomen, suddenly the man and woman overlapped and the woman pinned down reached down to undo the man’s buttons.

“┅”

Lips and lips sucked each other as the man gave a cry and began to burn all over as the woman grabbed the pole of flesh.

Kenichi’s lips loosened and said, “Are you going to kill men?”

“Yeah, I’m going to kill someone, and there are a lot of men who want to be killed by a woman, aren’t there?”

“Yeah! Do you want to kill me too?”

“Forget it, why don’t we go there and rest for a while?”

“Eh! Let’s go rest…”

Xunu took off her tunic and let the man unbuckle her belt. The man buried his face inside the woman’s snow-white skinned thighs.

“Does my dad look like this too?”

Disgust mixed with jealousy.

“That’s silly, he wouldn’t do anything like that, your father is very good…”

“Strange, so well haven’t you had sex with him?”

“Yeah! Not even once. He’s not a pervert like you…”

Xunu is a geisha who doesn’t sell herself casually, and while she has slept with people before, it’s not often. It’s the first time she’s ever met someone like Aita Hirono’s perverted deadbeat stalker of women.

Xunu has had three husbands, mainly as a geisha, who had to be married to be able to do so.

“Hmph! I don’t believe it, my father is in his prime, he doesn’t even spare the maids in the house, so my father can’t be too well behaved, and women like you are lovely.”

“Ahh! Ouch! Don’t! You bit me there… it’s bleeding…”

Xiu Nu cried out in pain as she was bitten at her thighs, and the man’s teeth left a mark… The man’s face was buried in the soft flesh.

“Ahh! That hurts!”

Lust ran through Xunu’s blood as she felt the man’s face scatter like sparks and desperately shook her legs and hips.

“Hmph! Women are really lewd things! This body has been touched by many men! Bastard! I want to eat you…”

“Ah! Don’t mess around! Bastard…”

“Say what? Come on! Open your thighs wider…”

“Ah! Is this… is this okay? Your mouth is dirty, isn’t it!”

“What? What does it matter, don’t you love me anyway? What does it matter if it’s a little dirty?”

“Yes… yes… what does it matter, Kenichi no longer licks with his tongue, that… it hurts there…”

“I… can’t stand it myself… Xunu… I…”

“Uh… well, harder at the waist… yes…”

“Hmm… the whole body is being sucked……”

Jane is really a father and son, Xiu Nu is willing to be like an animal like father and son take turns to entangle, trample on the body.

Often, after she had exhausted her sexual desire, she plucked up the shamisen, and the sound of her fingers playing the shamisen and the mournful barking of the dogs broke through the sky. Kenichi and Xiu Nu had forgotten each other, immersed in the three realms of love and obsession.

Inside the luxurious residence of Hizuno Residence, Hizuno Tsuruyo’s voluptuous limbs lie on the bed, covered with a thin felt.

Her slender, plump and mature figure made it impossible to tell that she was already thirty-four years old. She had originally been a famous prostitute in Shimbashi, and had been taken as a concubine by the Hizuno Aita clan because of her good looks and thoughtfulness.

Lately, because Aita’s rarely came home, she was alone in her room at night, and like a mare in the throes of puberty her blubber floated all over the room.

At that moment, she reached out and rang the bell, whereupon footsteps came from the quiet walkerang and came to a halt in front of the paper door.

“You called for me, ma’am?”

Light entered the room, and the lady was lying horizontally.

“Come in!” She said as she looked at Light, who opened the paper door and whose waistline was getting rounder and rounder.

“Massage my lower back for me!”

“Recently there have been many guests, and the lady is too tired…”

Light said thoughtfully, his hand touching the lady’s plump buttocks.

“Lately, for some reason, my back and shoulders are sore when I stand a little.”

“It must be the lack of exercise. A walk in the morning and evening would be better. Mr. Jiro also said that staying at home all day was tiring, so he needed to go out for a walk more often…”

“I’m not that, it must be old age!”

“Ah! You are still young, ma’am, aren’t you?”

“Light how old do you guess I am about? I’m almost forty!”

“Your Ladyship is less than fifty years old, but you don’t look a bit old, that’s what Mr. Jiro said… I’d say you’re about the same age as Miss Yaeko…”

“Hmph! Jiro he said that to you?”

“And other things…”

“Is it a bad word?”

“No, it was a compliment, he said you were a famous whore, loved by all, and that I wished to be like Madame someday.”

“Ah! Even if it’s a compliment, it’s true…”

“Thank you, Khun Luang… I’m an old woman…”

“Light is a woman, but when it comes to Her Ladyship’s beauty, I am also mesmerized, no matter if she wears a kimono or any other clothes, she is so beautiful…”

“By the way, Light, there have been rumors lately that I don’t know if they’re true or not?”

Light stopped her hand in shock as soon as she heard the lady’s words.

“Um…” her face suddenly changed.

“What’s wrong? It’s a fake, isn’t it?…”

“Nothing like that…”

“Really… really?”

“Could it be that I am thinking too much? Light, we are both women, you must tell me the truth. Let me check your body, okay?”

“Okay… but…”

“What does it matter, it’s a little difficult to get naked in front of a man, but I’m a woman, come on!”

Light’s hand was grabbed, and Light, in a moment of inadvertence, collapsed the upper half of her body in front of the Lady, as Hizuno Tsuruyo unzipped the drawstring of Light’s narrow skirt, and the skirt and panties had been lifted up to just above her waist.

The madam was a famous prostitute, and she didn’t know how many men had caressed her, so when she thought of Ah Ching stealing her husband, she was jealous.

“Light, don’t resist!”

She suddenly squeezed Light’s soft thigh muscles with her snow-white fingers.

“Ah! Madam…”

“Ah! Open wider… I’ll take off your pants… It hurts more if you’re stiff…”

“Ah… it hurts… please forgive me, ma’am…”

“No, I want to check to see if you’re having sex with the Khun Luang…”

Madame forced Light’s pants off, and she instinctively recoiled at the sight of Light’s soft, delicate, resilient skin.

“What a beautiful body… Light spread your legs wider, let me see your pussy door…”

“If you don’t behave… I’ll make you suffer…”

Madame unbuckled her own pajama straps and bent down, tying Light’s snow-white wrists behind her back.

“Ah… Madam, please let go of me…”

Ah Qing was already five months pregnant under her master’s dabbing and humiliation, but to her death she was not willing to tell her secret.

Her Ladyship knew that she was not a virgin, especially with her fat flesh and enlarged uterus… Hirono Tsuruyo said with a sense of crisis, “Are you… pregnant?”

She peeled back the depths of that pink flesh with her fingers.

“If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll make you suffer…”

Snow-white, plump buttocks have been pinched a few times by the lady, Scripture wailed in pain, but the lady, full of passion and jealousy, like catching a snake, must be killed mentality.

“Forgive me…”

Though Light is pregnant, she is dead set against admitting it.

“So honestly, is there a pregnancy?”

“I… don’t know?”

“No… it’s impossible not to know, seeing as your waistline isn’t getting thicker.”

Ah Qing was hooked up by the madam, her whole body was stripped to nakedness, she kept letting out wailing sounds, but the cruel madam, did not pay any attention to Ah Qing’s pleas.

Though the breathless Light was put down, it didn’t mean she was forgiven.

At this time the lady rang the bell to call the bookworm Senji Junior.

“What can I do for you, ma’am?”

His ghastly white face was surprised by the sight of the naked body lying beside Mrs.

“Senji goodies to give, door closed, come in!”

The lady took aim at the handsome boy, who, like a faithful and tame dog, closed the door and came in.

“You defile Light, right! How dare she mess with the master, you fix her for me!”

The teenager has long been the comfort of the lady’s heart when it is silent, and by now the lady’s hand has tightly grasped Senkichi teenager’s hard and furious penis.

“Light’s posture is much better than mine, take your time and enjoy!”

The lady sucked on the teenager’s lips and held the other’s hand, always moving.

“May I, ma’am?”

“Of course, she seduced His Lordship, this kind of bitch is not allowed under the law since ancient times.”

Senji withdrew his pride as he claimed his lady’s breasts.

“But I was forced to do so by her ladyship, otherwise I would not be interested in any other woman but her ladyship.”

“Don’t say that, play as much as you like or the anger in your heart won’t go away, good boy go!”

So, at his master’s command, Senkichi Junior sat on top of the demonically fleshy Light and in one gulp drove his furiously swollen cock straight into Light’s flesh. Light woke up and rolled her black eyes.

“Ah… Senji…”

Light didn’t expect this to happen and she was very surprised when she saw the lady smile.

“I think even the child in your belly will be shocked when you finally wake up and steal someone to play with again for Senji!”

Senji couldn’t hear his lady’s words as he pumped with desperate concentration at her command.

His whole body was numb, his desire gradually rose, he pumped harder, and his whole body was like flying to the clouds, excited.

Light began to burn hot all over her body under the gentle caresses of the teenager, and she felt a fresh eroticism that she had not felt in her lord.

That pleasure of Senji’s cock being tightly wrapped around Light’s soft flesh caused his whole body to be almost like an electric current like, his whole body almost overflowing like paste.

The lady who was watching from the side unconsciously also went all marrrrrrrrrrrrr.

“Senji, stop!”

The lady forced Senji to stop pumping, sitting on Senji’s teenage lap. At this time, it is early fall, cool wind, two butterflies chasing another butterfly, from this flower to another, is love crazy flying.

Jumi, Yaeko and Mitsuyo are all daughters of Ai Hirono’s wife. Mitsuyo is nineteen years old, graduated from high school this spring, and is attending the English department of Bunka Gakuin.

She is one of the most popular eight-headed beauties in the world. Of the three sisters, the eldest, Jumi, is comparable to a white lily, the second, Shigeko, is comparable to a peony, and Mitsuyo is comparable to a bright red rose in full bloom.

Mitsuyo is young, smart, lively, white shirt, hidden under the expansion of the elasticity of the bosoms, talk witty, rational and rich spirit of adventure.

Mitsuyo and Jiro Itagaki are the closest of the three sisters, and Itagaki thinks she’s too young to be overly close, but Mitsuyo doesn’t think so; she’s nineteen years old, and she’s a young girl in love with Itagaki, and she has a crush on him.

Mitsuyo surreptitiously observes Itagaki Jiro’s whereabouts and actually realizes that Itagaki Jiro didn’t come back last night.

Mitsuyo suspected that her sister was with Itagaki, so she tiptoed to Itagaki’s room, expecting it to be empty, but instead, Itagaki’s gritted teeth and a woman’s voice came out… “Who the hell is it?”

Mitsuyo perked up his ears and listened carefully, and sure enough, it was a woman’s voice, and realized that it was none other than his big sister, Jusumi, and the Itagaki Aroma Shots.

“Jiro, how is it? Is my skin white?”

Sis said as she let the man suck on her breasts.

“Snow-white skin, elastic flesh… Your husband must be very happy…”

“Is that so? But he never sucked my naked body…”

“Nonsense! How can a couple not have it?”

“Really… I look like this… for the first time in my life…”

“You’re embarrassed, you’re not a young girl… look in the mirror…”

“It’s like a movie. It’s amazing, Jiro…”

The two of them looked in the mirror together, holding each other tightly naked, the aroused Mitsuyo had already gone crazy, her whole body was so aroused that it burned like fire.

It was eleven o’clock in the morning when Itagaki went straight home after parting ways with Yaeko at the Senshihara Golf Course.

Itagaki’s whole body was so tired that his bones almost came loose, and when he lay down on the bed, he immediately huffed and puffed.

As he drifted off to sleep, he realized that Joo-sik looked at him with a smile and called out, “Jiro! Get up…”

“Ah… it’s Jusshi, I was shocked…”

“You couldn’t get up all the time, so I had to find a way to tease you up!”

“Um… I had a strange dream…”

“You went there last night, why didn’t you come back?”

“Um… going to a friend’s house to play mahjong!”

“Liar, you go play with women?”

“Ho, ho, ho!”

“I… I know, I’m a good guesser…”

“Um… it’s horrible, how did you know?”

“Of course I know, as soon as I see a man’s face, I know, especially if his penis skin is engorged with blood because of the friction!”

Itagaki’s dumbfounded expression as he looked into Jusshi’s dark, large eyes.

“Playing women there? Or with a lover?”

Itagaki kept his mouth shut and didn’t answer.

“Well… in broad daylight… it’s not good if they see us…”

“Don’t worry, no one is around today. Mitsuyo is studying, she doesn’t know anything…”

Suddenly Itagaki sees Mitsuyo peeking from within the large mirror next to the bed, so Itagaki suddenly pines for the smell of a virgin’s body, so he purposely hugs Jusumi tightly, deliberately arousing Mitsuyo’s lust.

Unaware of Itagaki’s intentions, Jusumi blissfully enjoyed Itagaki’s teasing pumping, letting out frequent moans of pain and even shaking her hips and shaking her arms.

After they had hugged each other, Itagaki seemed to have left his hands open on purpose, urging Jusshi to go back to his room.

Upon seeing Jumi go back, Itagaki suddenly pulled open a paper door on the side and pulled Mitsuyo out with force.

“Peeking… I won’t spare you…”

Itagaki hugged Mitsuyo’s waist to the bed covers where he had just slept with Jumi.

“Ah! Brother! Pardon me!”

The man’s wrists, heavy as cranes, pressed down on Mitsuyo’s body, making her unable to move.

The odor of a man’s naked body went straight to the virgin Mitsuyo’s nostrils.

“If you see the secret, you can’t be spared…”

“But… but…”

By now, the man’s lips were already pressing heavily on the woman’s, and although Mitsuyo wanted to resist, she didn’t have the slightest strength. Not long after, Mitsuyo’s clothes were stripped bare, and the man’s fingers explored her torso like a snake.

Itagaki coaxed the stunned child by saying, “Mitsuyo is like a child!”

Her whole body burned with lust as her breasts were rubbed a few times.

“Yes! I’m still a child, so please let me go…”

“That won’t do. Let me check to see if you’re still a child…”

“No! No! Brother badass!”

“Ah! I… not yet…”

“Ah! Brother! No… please forgive me… it’ll break…”

“So it’s better to be good and listen, and if you do, you won’t break…”

“Ah! Don’t! Brother, don’t rub… don’t! I’ll do as I’m told…”

“Good! I’ll let go… so just be obedient from the start…”

“But… brother… I’m still a child! I can’t…”

“What’s wrong with you again, then I’ll check and see!”

“But! Is this okay?”

“Let me take a look… I’ll know as soon as I see it…”

“But… it hurts… I feel embarrassed about that kind of thing…”

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of. No one can see, only we know…”

“But… brother saw it, didn’t he?”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Quickly… or I’ll tickle you again…”

“Ah! I can’t… I can’t…”

“So… show me quickly, no one will know…”

“No… this is very difficult… brother… okay… just for a second…”

“Ah… one second is enough, okay… then let go…”

“I hate Jiro, doing that kind of thing…”

“It doesn’t matter if you hate it… Be a good boy and let go…”

Instantly Itagaki pulled down Mitsuyo’s boxers, and sure enough the nineteen year old girl, like a fresh fruit, was already giving off a ripe, clean scent, just waiting for the opposite sex to pick it up at any time.

The plump, swollen pubic mound, with only a handful of luxuriant pubic hairs, was hiding beneath the mound a mysterious river of red tides that had not been crossed in nineteen years.

Mitsuyo’s eyes were closed as she let the man manipulate her body.

“Still not well?”

Mitsuyo’s thighs quivered as Itagaki’s upper body sat up and he buried his entire upper body inside Mitsuyo’s thighs, salivating as if he were holding chopsticks to catch the piece of cuisine that was his virginity.

[Book Ends]