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The masseur’s Oshii Rokusuke had the title of a man with the title of Grand Sumo Ten Ryo Pen Head. Length of five feet eight inches, weight did not exceed twenty kantai dang body, more than fifty years of age, thin hair, the front of the head of the bald, to see his posture of bending forward, if you know his past people will be moved to tears.
When he was promoted to ten ryo, he was chosen from among ten thousand people to be the strongest rikishi of the Daikan Yokozuna. Born to be a beautiful man and having a preference for women became a scourge, and he finally lost his eyesight due to an eye disease on one of the nights of his ascension to the top of the pen, and he had no choice but to retire from the sumo world.
After that, he returned to his hometown Nagoya and worked as a massage therapist, and after gaining a considerable position in the society, he is currently living a life of no wealth, but he still cannot change his shortcomings of fondness for women’s sexuality, and so he still encounters a lot of relentless failures over and over again.
Moreover, such a person is often particularly unlucky in marrying wives, and one after another, either his wife dies, or he is separated from his evil wife, or she runs away. As a result of such events, he must spend a lot of money, and at the same time will be looked down upon, and did not leave him a son or daughter.
Between her and her current wife there was only a seventeen year old girl named Ritsuko, a child brought in by her wife and not related to her by blood.
That is to say, if it is said that he has had a physical relationship with a woman because of his debauchery since he was young, but up to the present time when he has had a relationship with a woman and has given birth to a child, every time he has used money to get rid of the child born to the woman, and some of the children have already grown up, or have married and are living happily ever after.
Of course the number of children Rokusuke didn’t know about was probably as high as the number of wives he’d had in the past, if he had to count them.
Today, Rokusuke was asked to go by name by a family, so he took a bicycle called a “rehabilitation bike” and went out to go. Originally, he could have walked in a dignified manner.
Because, he had regained his eyesight from two or three years ago, and he could see even quite fine details in bright places. But his thoughts… it was a secret, so he was still pretending not to be free – success with the authority of a masseur was hard won, and he didn’t want to jeopardize it so easily.
The house he was called to today was not the first time he had been there; he had been called there once a week ago to press the old lady’s shoulder.
Today, it probably didn’t matter if it was that old lady or her disciple, today, he had specifically designated himself to go, probably because he was quite satisfied with the previous massage. At that time, he saw a woman who was always telling jokes at the side, aged thirty-three or thirty-four, the woman who had caught his attention, who exactly was she?
I did a little secret fortune telling for her, and was considered too different from the other women who were doing nothing on the sidelines… I liked that woman very much, she simply thought that I was blind, and at times she stared at my face with strange eyes, and then was sighing, but at the sight of my body, she let out a strange sigh, and she probably wanted a man quite a bit, too.
Woo-hoo… Wanting to eat my energetic penis, it will be impossible to live without it.
Rokusuke snickered alone inside the car as it arrived, and when he was guided inside by the maid, the room was the same as the day before, and the woman sitting next to the quilt, waiting, turned out to be the same woman Rokusuke had once thought of.
“Oops… the person who’s getting a massage today is…”
When he finished, he faced the surprised Rokusuke.
“Oops… can you see with your eyes?”
Even the woman was startled, “No… not like that… that’s because we blind people, by sticking our faces into the room, we can get a rough idea of what our clients look like… please tell me if you want to have a massage on the top or the bottom…”
Rokusuke said as if nothing had happened, then sat down next to the woman and took the box of sterilized cotton wool out of his white pocket and rubbed it on the sturdy, well-formed fingers and palm.
“Oops! It feels very developed… this… is true… even though my back hurts… but…”
“Ah… yes… then please get down a little bit… no… this will do…”
Rokusuke took as serious an attitude as he could, as if he were playing with the buttocks of a woman wearing only a purple nightgown, with both palms resting underneath the back post.
It was a completely boneless, very soft sensation. He silently laid the woman’s body on its side, and skillfully rubbed away the muscles that had been condensed into a single piece. Occasionally, the woman let out a small sigh from her mouth as if she was very comfortable.
Rokusuke’s fingers and palms slowly reached from his back to his side belly, then gradually stroked and kneaded downward from his waist to the outside of his thighs. It was a different mood from Rusuke’s usual mood, gathering thoughts of love, so his mood was transmitted from his fingers to the woman, or maybe he was paying attention from the beginning, and the woman was completely at Rusuke’s mercy.
“Hey… rub it in a little bit more…”
With her eyes closed and her face turned towards Rokusuke, the woman moved her body over to him regardless of the mess of her skirt, and Rokusuke was certain that he sensed that the woman wanted his flesh. Although he didn’t know what kind of personality she had, he wouldn’t back down from such a woman.
He became aware of the fat pussy under the dress with its burning heat and raised his head high, when suddenly he slipped his fingers inside the messy hem of the dress.
So his fingertips came into contact with the soft pubic hair and he was startled, while going to put his hand out, his hand was at once held by the soft woman’s hand.
Rokusuke knew the woman was onto him. He finally straightened his knees and then pulled his pants down, revealing his erect black cock without a care in the world.
So using one hand to make the woman lie head upwards, she rolled her skirt up to her lower abdomen, slid her hand inside her slightly opened thighs and used two firm fingers to explore the vagina while inserting her fingers up to the second joint.
“Ah…”
The woman suddenly made a sound worse than a scream, and her entire body threw back. The vaginal opening was already wet with hot air and filled with mucous membrane. The rough vaginal wall like salted cod roe was tightly entangling Rusuke’s two fingers. As she was forcibly prying them open and digging into them, the woman finally said softly, “Naru… insert it faster…”.
Rokusuke immediately took off the white blouse he was wearing, and when he presented his naked body, he revealed a penis with six or seven inches with saliva still on it from under his large belly, and grasping the concavity of the glans with his fingers, he aimed it at the side of the anemone’s mouth that had opened its red mouth, and stabbed it in at once.
“Hissing,” half of the entire shaft was inserted into the cleft of the labia minora due to the slickness of the saliva.
While Rokusuke forgot himself, the woman was very much like Kimagure Mitsuru Chiyo. Crooked her lips, just while exhaling hot air very sharply, her pale white thighs spread open as if they were going to be torn apart, showing a flavor that refused to oppress the huge intruder.
As a result of the impact of one thrust, the lust overflowed throughout, very aware of the searing liquid all over the tip of the penis.
Rokusuke wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist and stood up his upper body, squeezing his knees into the sides of the woman’s ass and just swinging his hips hard one after the other.
The searing glans pierced the woman’s uterine wall with a very effortless air, desperately rubbing and stabbing the vaginal wall with great force. The woman’s senses were pushed in one breath as the orgasm of pleasure spread out.
“Aaah… it’s really as great as I thought it would be.”
Removing the pillow and rubbing her head against the quilt, the woman released an exclamation of admiration.
“I… I can do it again… I wanted so much to be with a man of this physique… but I’m so happy to have my wish realized today…”
Frowning her beautiful eyebrows, crooked her mouth, while wrapping her arms around Rokusuke’s neck, the woman let out a pleasurable sound like a broken breath, the folds of the vaginal walls did not even have a little space to wrap the taut penis, stabbing and pinching back and forth as if it were a suction cup as it was dense, the woman’s entire waist was pressed against Rokusuke’s lower abdomen, and it was arched up to the hilt.
There was no short break in the constant stabbing, and seeing through the woman’s press to reach a second orgasm, he sucked in a breath, and in one swift motion Rokusuke picked up the woman by the waist so that she was sitting on his belly.
Exhausted and powerless, the woman undid the straps of her nightgown, leaning her exposed skin against Rokusuke’s chest with its black chest hair to her stomach when she wrapped one arm around her back and one hand around Rokusuke’s neck, bringing her face close and sucking up Rokusuke’s mouth.
The slender eyes were slightly open, the eyes were blurred as in a dream, and the expression on the face of the woman whose sweat appeared on the bridge of her nose was a floating painting.
He put his hand into the thighs close together, find tangled together hair, and sticky and slippery, wet labia minora pressed between the nucleus, swing up. Woman exhausted body a little bit of movement, relaxation suck six help tongue strength “shoo” issued the sound of patience, the abdomen appeared waves, two or three consecutive desperate penetration, constantly spitting out obscene water, unconscious sexy, due to the mature woman’s adhesion and suddenly burned, even the bone marrow to dissolve the general feeling of pleasure.
“Ah… it feels good… what should I do?”
Not shy at all, she immediately ate the whole cock in, making noises and rubbing her pussy to keep sucking her tongue.
In time with their breathing, as they swung their hips back and forth, the woman’s overflowing love juices flowed onto the directly impaled penis, while even her testicles were covered in love juices.
The bright afternoon sun shone through the window directly onto the man and woman having sex, and it was a gesture that could be seen clearly even in every pore. Especially the limbs of a woman with soft bones like a cartilaginous animal, just as Rusuke had imagined, all the gestures were completely exposed in front of his eyes without any pity, which only incited Rusuke’s endless lust.
Doubting that this soft, slender body of fair-white flesh was hidden there in general, the woman’s exuberant energy continued to burn, and the mouth of her womb swelled up, reveling in the pleasure as if she were obsessed.
After about two hours, the woman finally like from the pussy feel tired, not pull out also not wipe the penis is exhausted all sorts of secret techniques desperately piercing, but the woman are not big reaction, greatly open legs also look exhausted, a trance-like appearance.
Filled with sticky sweaty stomach is got big waves and breasts that have not given birth to a child. Because of the chaotic breathing and constantly shaking. Rokusuke also felt quite fatigue, already is exhausted all the secret play, full satisfaction of the woman’s taste, the next is just a return to the same action, so this is the last time to straddle the woman’s belly, lifting up the waist, concentrating on a breath of air as if to make the viscera also rupture the piercing.
The woman who offered her body as if it were a break was slightly flushed in the face.
“ohh… it feels good again… yes… there… so hard… Naru… yes… yes… ohh… I can’t… have an orgasm… have an orgasm… ohh… what should I do… what should I do…”
The woman let out a last desperate cry.
That annoying gesture and gratitude made Rokusuke press on as well.
“Naru… I too couldn’t stand it… reaching orgasm… Naru…”
He clenched his teeth and made a noise, holding on like he wanted to break the woman’s backbone, shooting multiple loads of semen deep into his womb, his body unconsciously folding over the woman’s.
“I haven’t come across one in thirty years, it’s just too powerful a woman, that’s…”
Rokusuke was sitting in the car on the way home while thinking about the fact that it would happen like a dream.
After returning home and taking a short shower, he drank three glasses of wine as usual, and after finishing his meal, he quickly entered his room and laid his body down. In his slightly drunken and blurred retina, the woman he had met today appeared very clearly in a richly colored and charming manner, which bothered him a lot.
The thought of the dark, lush black pilose, dark red cleft of a woman’s smooth abdominal curves generously exposed and entrusted to a man’s caressing gesture.
Rokusuke recalled the sight of both cheeks being held together by the woman’s thighs, using his hands to flick the pubic hair from side to side while pressing his entire face against the sticky, slippery cleft, sucking on the nub, and the sight of the woman’s buttocks’ plump muscles, and pale white skin, which Rokusuke saw halfway through the process, when, after becoming prostrate, he inserted himself behind the buttocks, and slowly crept up to the pillows to fetch the water, making Rokusuke’s entire being unable to hold it down.
Thrusting in from behind like a dog, using her waist as she did so, her body trembled as she wrapped her hand around the woman’s abdomen to dig at her pussy nucleus, swinging her hips back and forth, hugging the pillows tightly, and letting out a sigh of relief.
“Ah… Dear Mr. Rokusuke… I can’t stand it…”
Rokusuke became even more aroused after hearing the woman’s sigh, and he let out a soft squeal along with it.
“Ah… I didn’t realize it would be so pleasant… ah… as if I were about to climax…”
The woman’s face, and flesh and heart, had long since been made ecstatic by a man’s caresses, making her feel as if she wasn’t really alive in this world.
What was that woman doing in that old lady’s house called Mimura? Did she live in that house? Or did she have a real place of her own somewhere else, an incredible woman who just smiled and wasn’t ready to answer even when Rokusuke asked her name, and based on the facts, he thought maybe they wouldn’t see each other again.
“Even though I didn’t speak a lot with that woman, I knew she was different from other women.”
Rokusuke’s request for the indispensable nightly caress reminds him of his very beloved wife, Yuki.
Rokusuke was introduced to Yuki by a customer and married her last winter, promising to raise her child.
Yuki’s age was similar to the woman today being thirty-six, her physique was similar, and her skin was quite beautiful, all of which surprised him.
He is deeply obsessed with Ritsuko, his adopted daughter (in the sense of liking Ritsuko), but has not had any chance to get close to her so far.
Without realizing it, Rokusuke, who had become slimy and had slept a bit and woken up again, heard the clock ringing in his ears from the living room it was ten o’clock in the evening.
“Oops… it’s already so late…”
As he took a gulp of water from the bottle on his pillow, he looked at the ceiling with eyes that did not need to be disguised as blind at home and thought about the woman of the day.
At the side, a door opened and his wife Yuki entered the room wearing a transparent nightgown with her hands swinging in front of her as usual.
So, as their eyes connected, she smiled at Rokusuke before rolling her sleeping bedding up next to her waist as she came to sit down with her knees bent next to Rokusuke’s shoulder.
The front of the messy skirt was open, and from inside the sheer red nightgown, her thighs could be seen.
Leaning one leg against Rokusuke’s side, he silently drew his face close to Rokusuke’s, then covered Rokusuke’s mouth and lips with his hot lips, curled his tongue around the man’s tongue, and sucked on it with a swoosh… swoosh…” sound.
Rokusuke’s bare flanks roughly touched Yuki’s pubic hair, rubbing against his wife’s sticky, slippery pussy groove.
Rokusuke, who had only experienced passion once during the day today, was tired of seeing his wife this night, but being so moved by her, he couldn’t help but take the initiative to draw out Yuki’s tongue and start sucking it up.
The cock between his thighs was exhausted, and out of the lush black hair, the glans hardened and straightened again.
Immediately, the entire length of the thick, firm cock was grasped by Yuki while stroking it up and down.
The huge top stick, in the mood to be yet to be reached, but with a penis that had long been ready for anything, was hard and erect, and began to throb in the palm of Yuki’s hand.
Rokusuke began by comparing his wife to the woman he had made love to during the day today, he didn’t like the feel of Yuki’s curly pubic hair, strangely thick labia skin with fat that gave him a lustful feeling, and then Yuki had long ago been desperately swinging her exposed breasts from side to side, while straddling Rokusuke’s lower abdomen.
“That’s how it’s going to work tonight isn’t it?”
She said softly, aiming the glans in her hand at the vaginal opening, swallowing deep from above while swinging her waist.
Up to the present time, there has been no such thing as a favorite or a hater.
Slowly, as the flavor of the woman’s flesh seeped into his brain, Rokusuke couldn’t reach the satisfaction yet. He aligned the palms of his hands on the inside of Yuki’s legs to the ass side, exposing about two inches to push up from below.
At the bottom, the head of the glans was perfectly aligned with the opening of the uterus which was spreading at the corners of the mouth, and it was so comfortable that Yuki couldn’t help but scrunch up her face, and at the same time, while biting her lips and letting out a moan of “mmmm…”, she was desperately trying to match the rhythm of the swinging of her waist, and then stroking the vaginal wall tightly.
“It feels so good… my dear mmmm oooh… ah ah ah ah… it seems like I’ve already had an orgasm… ah ah ah ah ah… what the hell am I supposed to do? Oooh… it feels so good… oooh…”
The wife desperately muttered to herself, supporting Rokusuke’s strong chest with both hands, at which point he raised his waist, made a “gulping” sound, and continued to slap his ass hard, regardless of the situation.
So Rokusuke who had been holding back finally couldn’t hold back and clenched his teeth as if it was a breath of water spurting out like a complete ejaculation, and the wetness passed to Yuki. The overflowing semen, from the testicles to the lower abdomen scattered condensed milk like the whole flow out, he used all his strength to fold down, temporarily silent, just shaking his shoulders to continue in the intake of breath.
In any case, as long as the two of them are at home, this is an indispensable sexual activity every night except for the physical day of the month.
At the same time, both of their bodies were just like normal people, like Yuki who only had her husband as the object of his lovemaking. In short, for Rokusuke, his wife was not the only person he made love to, so if he did this many times like tonight, he would eventually get tired and bored of his wife’s body no matter how much he used his secret techniques.
Even the thighs of an indecent peasant woman, or the lashed buttocks of a female hooligan, who seldom has intercourse, will make the blood boil in forgetfulness as long as it is the first time.
That proof was when the maid, who was slightly older than herself by two or three years, handed her things in the room, the maid could be described as a very fat, sturdy and spirited old woman who became the butt of others’ jokes when she was asked what she liked, but for Rokusuke it was the same excitement as persuading an inexperienced girl, while being very much on the ball.
On the dimly lit straw mat, Rokusuke also felt quite surprised when he spread the fair whites and beautiful muscles of the old woman’s thighs at once.
So Rusuke used his fingers to separate the black hairs that felt anxious and tangled together, at the same time, the instantaneous comfortable feeling of stabbing his erect penis all at once was something that would not lose out at all to the instantaneous feeling of penetrating a year-old girl’s pussy door.
Rokusuke was now looking at Ritsuko with the greatest obsession he could muster.
Especially since he had peeked at Ritsuko, who was naked with a bathtub in the depths of the inner garden bath room at dusk, his desire was particularly high.
At this time, even if your hands and feet are tied up, you will still be thinking left and right.
When I saw Ritsuko in the bath room, she was petite, but at Ritsuko’s thighs was something different from her mother’s hirsuteness, and had yet to see the black stuff known as pubic hair in general.
She was not congenitally aphakic, but merely considered like a sweeping brush hair thin black like shade.
Ritsuko grows shiso fruit-like nipples generally young child’s breasts swell, also very clear moving flavor.
I would have been willing to collapse even with a concussion if I had pressed that little finch under my big bulging belly and then forced my cock in.
Rokusuke was thinking seriously about Ritsuko… Ritsuko…
Every night, even though he was teased by Yuki and became the object of her lovemaking, he was constantly paranoid about replacing Yuki’s body with Ritsuko’s.
Rokusuke, the old misfit, even wanted to eat the flesh of a young girl as well.
I was going to wait one day, Rokusuke looked forward to it every day.
Rokusuke finally realizes that making the anxious and love-expecting Ritsuko all his is coming sooner than he thought it would.
Rokusuke’s favorite quail on the grill.
Every year, when late fall rolls around, he takes a five-hour train ride to the hot springs countryside, eats the quail he catches, and makes a two- or three-day trip.
It’s not necessary to go so far up into the mountains to catch quail, which are easily available near home, but if you go there, at least you won’t run into anyone you know, and you don’t have to pretend to be blind to enjoy life with your eyes wide open.
At the end of October, the season had finally arrived this year, and the date of departure had been decided, but unfortunately someone in Yuki’s hometown was critically ill and could die at any time.
So there was no reason for Yuki not to go back to visit, so she decided that Rokusuke would take Tsuyako on the trip alone.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Rokusuke’s heart was jumping for joy.
After arriving at the hotel, I was at ease in front of the fireplace wearing a wide-sleeved cotton robe over my bathing yukata.
On the left side of the room, you can see the scattering of red leaves and hear the sound of a stream flowing by, and you are surrounded by this relaxing mood.
Especially when he thought that Ritsuko, who was pouring wine for him, was going to have a good time with her tonight to fulfill his usual desires, although the delicious taste of the quail made by the soy sauce and sugar sauce disappeared, Rokusuke purposely seeped in the raw Kikusho he brought with him, which made his innards feel very good after he ate it.
It was his premeditation.
After midnight the cotton lamp became quite cold.
After tasting his favorite quail cuisine, Rokusuke could not help but drink too much wine and felt happy, and Rokusuke who was very drunk, Ritsuko who had eaten the meal and the waitress of the hotel went to the recreation room to play, but before coming back to bed, Rokusuke was lying on the top of the quilt with two quilts and kept on thinking about what kind of battle tactics he would take against Ritsuko.
Just without realizing it, Rokusuke fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was quite late.
“This is bad…”
He looked up and saw the next bed over, Ritsuko still hadn’t come back to bed, and the watch next to his pillow was pointing to twelve, so presumably the watch had stopped.
Rokusuke found it puzzling.
“Weird! It’s already past one in the morning, what the hell is she doing in that place?”
Rokusuke felt very skeptical.
He straightened his messy, wide-sleeved cotton robe and Ran came out into the hallway outside the room.
With many of the guests still picking out their lamps to have fun, laughing and making noise, as well as entertainers and guests singing loudly in their rooms, the inn wasn’t as quiet as Rokusuke had thought it would be in the middle of the night.
When he went to the desk to inquire, he learned that in the recreation room, Ritsuko, along with three other guests, were about to start playing mahjong while playing all night tonight.
Ritsuko sees Rokusuke running and asks him to come and cheer her on.
At this time, the innkeeper also smiled and brought snacks to eat, as well as drinks to entertain them in the recreation room.
What’s going on here, so there won’t be no show tonight, Rokusuke who didn’t find it interesting at all in his mind.
“I don’t know how to play mahjong! Only mahjong, I don’t know it at all, I’d rather use the boss’s wine glass and have a drink here still, right boss!”
“Yes… yes… of course it’s correct… if you don’t mind me as an old woman, let’s drink together!”
Steamed carp, barbecued quail, and Kogawa’s famous fish roe are all on the table, as well as other famous dishes for the New Year and the season.
The owner with the glass of wine said, “Come on, first…”
Hold the glass with two fingers.
“Oo… these… it’s wonderful to see all these delicacies that arouse the appetite.”
Rokusuke’s entire body became very happy to keep drinking.
From the recreation room there was also a raucous laughter from time to time.
Near dawn, Rokusuke, drunk again, came to the porch outside the house in a drunken blur.
“Ritsuko, I didn’t know she was so fond of mahjong. I was going to play with her a bit, but never mind… never mind… it’s not bad to sleep alone once in a while…”
Rokusuke muttered as he opened the door to the room and entered it, looking into the bedroom and hearing the sound of someone sleeping and breathing in the dimly lit room.
“This Ritsuko guy ran in to sleep when I didn’t know, didn’t he?”
He said softly.
Eyes burning with the color of Rokusuke’s eyes.
Opportunities missed and not grasped are coming to him unexpectedly.
Rokusuke, who had lost his rationality due to his drunkenness, didn’t even think about it, and suddenly took off his pajamas and embraced the warm sleeping woman’s breasts again in one go.
Immediately, Rokusuke thrust a hand inside the woman’s messy, wide-covered, cotton robed thighs and was about to explore the pussy.
“Ah!”
A startled sound was made, and the female body flew up and jumped all at once.
Because the lush pubic hair that was completely different from Ritsuko’s was touched by Rousuke’s palm.
“It’s bad… the room isn’t right…”
Rokusuke’s face turned pale, and his entire body appeared to be in a sorry state as he was about to flee.
But his hand was clutched by the woman’s soft hand.
“Oops… I’m really sorry I got the wrong room, please forgive me anyway, I’m really sorry…”
The wrong room, holding another woman tightly, he put his hand inside the woman’s thighs, if this matter is clamored out, but there is no face to go out to see people ah!
Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that Rokusuke’s whole body was in a sorry state at this time, but the woman just quietly tightened her grip on his hand, while unexpectedly stifling the sound of “ooohh…” laughter from her mouth.
“What’s wrong with the room! Miss is not the only one sleeping in the room.”
A shocked Rokusuke who was stabbed in the painful area.
“There’s nothing wrong with the room, it’s just that the people are different. Your daughter is away, so I’m borrowing the room and sleeping here… but it’s a different feeling from your wife, and it’s not your daughter. I’m very lucky, please treat me well. Please forgive me if I’ve said anything wrong due to my drinking. Hahaha… Why are you still standing there?… Hurry up and come here… it’s already dawn…”
“┅”
“Come on over here, how many times do I have to say it?”
“Are you going to… sleep here…”
Rokusuke’s knees were still shaking.
“Yes, my name is Mie, and I could put up with it in the twenties, but it became slightly more tolerable in the thirties. A woman can get very lonely after her forties, especially when she sees a man as thick and dependable as Mr. Oshii, who has long since lost all sense of shame.”
“Hahahahahaha… I was holding back… but… here…”
All at once, the woman pressed the hand that had grabbed Rokusuke against the middle part of her thighs where the pubic hair was.
“Come on… hurry up! Don’t be impatient…”
In the dimness, teasing Rokusuke with passionate eyes.
Rokusuke felt that what invaded him was not a crisis of shyness, it was just a play by Edo Eihaya paper He then sighed in relief, thinking of the first time when he engaged in the secret technique in the flesh of the beauty queen’s family of the famous generation in this hot spring town, he also forgot about Ritsuko’s feast, and the pain-like curiosity and lust caused him to lose the rationality of judgment.
As Mie’s strength was pulled through, she reached out and parted her pubic hair while sliding her fingers into her cleft.
As Rokusuke’s fingers explored the sticky, slippery, moist vaginal opening, he inserted his index and middle fingers around the second joint in one swift motion.
Then he pressed the belly of his thumb against the nub and kept squeezing and started digging in the center with two fingers.
“Oooh… that’s… if you do that…”
At one point Mie’s entire back of her head was paralyzed.
She couldn’t help but spread her thighs and wrapped one arm around the neck near Rokusuke searching for the man’s front with one hand, and ended up not having to search to hold the six or seven inch cock protruding from the inside of the wide quilted cotton robe.
“Ah… it’s really quite thick…”
While letting out a voice of admiration, he stroked the flat glans like an umbrella of matsutake mushrooms and the whole thick penis, and stroked the whole thing from the head to the inside of the testicles that had two hard meatballs.
The switch for the light next to the pillow that Rusuke had turned on.
“Pop,” as the room became bright.
Mei-je said, “Ah… you turned on the light… you’re a bad person…”
She turned her intensely colored face aside, but saw in front of her the cock that was even more majestic than it had been in the sketchbook.
“Ouch!”
She simply looked dumbfounded!
One out of 10,000, or one out of 100,000, something as big as the painting still exists in the world, and she never tires of looking at it.
Rokusuke, for his part, used the opportunity to scrutinize the flesh of the over-forty-year-old woman.
Pale skinned was the female body that wore no fitted dress, only a nightgown, exposed from head to toe to the bright lamplight.
The woman was of a medium body, all the bones were so slender and gave the impression of dissipation.
However, the white skin with plenty of subcutaneous fat was gorgeous without any bloating, and only the breasts had lost their fullness due to the experience of giving birth.
But the curvy beauty of the posture from the ass to the belly, the waist bone to the thighs, that’s a sensation that makes you want to lick it all.
The center of the snowy mound was a jungle of moistened feathery black hairs, and the cleft furrow in the center of the taut labia was quite wet and sticky, so it clamped two of Rusuke’s thick fingers around it, and then was exhaling hot air.
It can be said that that is not the same as the beauty of the virgin, with the middle-aged mature woman flavor of the secret .
Rokusuke’s eyes were full of enjoyment.
Seeing that the time was right, the woman revealed her pale white teeth, trembling and becoming beautifully thinly shaped. Lips and Rokusuke’s mouth pressed against each other, and in a short while, the insertion of the burning tongue was sucked deep into it.
So with the two of them in a state of kissing, Rokusuke rode on top of the woman’s abdomen, placing his waist between the woman’s widely spread legs, while the woman’s fingertips clamped down on the glans, aiming at the vaginal opening as a waiting.
Gradually, inch by inch, I slowly swung my waist “HISS… HISS…” and rubbed my penis into the depths of my vagina.
The rare large penis was finally swallowed.
The base of the penis and the vagina were completely sealed together.
From the pubic nucleus to the pubic hair, Rokusuke’s fearful pubic hair was buried in it bit by bit, and there was no space for water to flow from the flat of the glans to the entire penis, which was tightly surrounded by the uterine and vaginal walls, and the mucous membranes rubbed against each other with squeaking sounds, and at the moment of insertion and withdrawal, it had a sensation of pulling the skin out of the penis. It felt as if the skin of the penis was being pulled out.
It is simply considered that the entirety of the wall of the vaginal wall forms a suction cup in general, and is very precious to a woman’s genitals.
Regardless of anyone, including Rokusuke, no one who had sex with this woman was able to endure more than three minutes without ejaculating, and there was no one who was unable to get satisfaction, so the rumor was not a lie.
(i.e., in terms of complete satisfaction from sexual intercourse on one occasion.)
Just like this, without taking a break to “hiss… hiss…” and grind back and forth with her large and small waist, and constantly getting pleasure from Rokusuke’s secret technique, Mie was now clenching her teeth as if she was having the joy of her life, leaning her whole body back, and forgetting about herself as she was intoxicated by the melody of pleasure.
The two finger nails resting on the man’s shoulder dug inside the skin, to the point where it was now shaking with the need to puncture it.
Even the last drop of bone marrow burns and dissolves with intense pleasure.
“Ah… ah… Mr. Oshii, my bones are already as if they were broken, and being played with by a man’s penis is so comfortable, I’m not dreaming, am I?”
“Ah… it feels good… very good… ah… it feels good again… where exactly does it feel good? I really don’t know…”
“Oooh… it’s already dying… dying… ah… what should I do? Ah…”
“Ah… my dear…”
Mie is a look of desperate sadness nothing, even the tears are flowing out, not stopping the unquenchable pleasure boiling, under Rokusuke’s huge phallus, Mie’s breathing becomes intermittent and unsteady.
Rokusuke didn’t know when it was going to end, and he was patient as he desperately stabbed into the woman’s belly, squeezing back and forth, sucking the nipple with his mouth, biting and licking back and forth from the breast as the woman’s body was gently cradled on top of her belly, lying face up, with one foot lifted above her shoulder.
Then Rokusuke clamped his legs around the woman’s back and stomach, covering the bent-over crawling woman’s ass and stabbing the inside of her stomach in general. Mie, who changed various shapes and techniques and kept on getting lucky, ended up trembling all over after Rokusuke’s two or three thrusts.
“Another orgasm… another orgasm…”
Let out a scream was wrung out not a drop of mucus left behind flowed from the womb opening to the glans.
Hundreds, thousands… of intense frictions, exerting themselves on the iron rod penis, which was as if it had no sensation at all.
The water, which was spilling out of the water with the sound of “PAP…”, was then pushed in with a fierce thrust.
“Aaah…”
The two let out simultaneous screams.
It was already the last and relieved moment, when suddenly the burning pleasure of constant endurance pushed upward to the medulla oblongata.
Continuously letting out a groan like his stomach and intestines were being shredded, he radiated semen like a squirt of water.
Before that, Mie, who was completely out of breath and unconscious, collapsed, Rokusuke ended his ejaculation and gradually recovered his normal state, and sticky and slippery mucus flowed out from his shriveled and slender penis and vagina to the man’s testicles as well as to the woman’s anus. Not caring about the fact that it was soaking wet and spreading all over the quilt, the two of them fell into an exhausted state of slumber.
Soon in the messy room, I don’t know who opened the door two or three inches, and through the window outside, the sunlight shone in.
Gazing at the two people in the room lying on their backs in a motionless sleeping position, the person whose body turned stiff was Ritsuko.
Clutching the prize she had won from a mahjong game in her chest, she was completely unaware of what was going on in the room, and a seventeen year old girl saw it all.
Ritsuko froze like a log not moving.
But inside her she had arguably her first experience of strange blood flowing backwards, curling up into a swirling, slippery, intense pleasure that paralyzed her whole body.
What exactly is she seeing?
All in all, Rokusuke and Mie’s reproductive wars were too much of a shock to Ritsuko’s young knowledge of sex.
She did nothing but watch the two. Ritsuko was accidentally inclined by the pleasure of intercourse, and while reveling in the pleasantness, lewdness flowed from her body just like them.
“Ah…”
Her insides screamed.
She felt an unusual sensation deep in her sex, and unconsciously the hand thrust between her thighs couldn’t cover the cleft in time before the whole of the warm goo flowed very comfortably into the palm of her hand.
The sun was rising high in the fall, and it was time for the kitchen to start rolling out the noon meal, and the duo who had finally slept in their room got up and prepared to go back to their room.
Unconsciously, change the look, was held sideways, inserted between the woman’s thighs Rokusuke’s waist did not have to leave, when the morning wake up, there is often commonly known as the phenomenon of morning penis erection, his glans is tightly pierced into the vaginal mouth, even the man and woman were startled.
Lifting up her face that was resting on a chest of lush chest hair like a wall, Mie’s eyes were showing a smile.
The limbs are as weak as dead like sleeping for several hours, from the beauty of the dream to wake up the beauty of the branch, still left one night that the body and mind cracked pleasure and fascinated, she knows that it is from like linking locks like a solid tie together the genitals of the two people all the results of love.
Forget about last night’s floating world.
No that was Mie, in the midst of a carnal rainstorm of forgetting herself, realizing very deeply the innate variety of genitals of men and women.
“So it turns out that men and women feel differently about sex due to their different body structures!” Mie said with emotion.
Since Adam and Eve first tasted the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, this was the first time she had ever tasted the kudzu of human love and lust, and it was so profoundly pleasurable that it was too confusing…
I wouldn’t feel bad about giving up all my efforts if I were to get such a great full-body rush from a member of the opposite sex…
This was Mie’s idea.
“Last night was great… very… for the first time in my life…”
“For me, you here are the best.”
Rokusuke pinched Mie’s cheeks slightly, and then was digging the cock embedded in the glans downward without change.
“This wonderful flavor is unmatched in the ancient world.” Rokusuke said with such praise.
“Oops! Are you saying it’s true? I’m so happy…” said Mi-e, turning red from her face to her earlobes.
“That’s… if that’s the case… I’m going to be weird again…” continued Miette.
From the bloodied and rotting vaginal wall, the unforgettable pleasure that was like an electric wave spread all over the body.
Mie couldn’t resist wrapping her hands around the man’s stomach again, then his ass.
“Morning bed, morning wine, morning intercourse.” The beauty of the so-called get-up-and-fuck is bandied about by general favorites.
Without returning to sanity and without the nerves in his limbs coming to their senses, stabbing the searing rod deep into the hot ripe kinky mouth was too great of a feeling.
“Is it okay? Such a…”
“Whether it’s good or bad, I have no regrets even if I die!”
Rokusuke also from the bottom of his heart was more fascinated by Mie’s body than before, even if it wasn’t the case that from a moment ago Mie’s rubbery vaginal walls were tightly closed and congealed with thoughts of love.
Instead, he silently lifted Mie’s ass to straddle his face.
“Having sex now is it?”
“Geez, we really are psychic.”
“Aaah… this is the most comfortable for women…”
“Ah… How do men feel?”
“Hahaha… men don’t have to swing their waists… no problem…”
“Oops… I hate it! If you don’t swing your waist, I don’t want to…”
“I’m joking with you, don’t get mad!”
“I hope you’re not lying to me…”
Mie then squatted down at Rokusuke’s lower abdomen, her feet resting on the tops of the man’s thighs, relying entirely on her full body weight, and stroking her cock around her ass with great skill.
Rokusuke thus let go while lifting the woman’s ass up slightly with his palms, then lifted her waist up and pushed back and forth squeezing from the bottom to the top.
The indescribable pleasure was once again driving the duo wild.
Mie finally couldn’t swing her waist with her own strength, and in a passionate frenzy, she flopped face down on Rokusuke’s chest, who rounded the quilt that had been pushed away from her feet, and placed Mie’s ass face up on top of the quilt.
Mie’s head is on the tatami mat while her spread knees are held, and her mouth’s open pussy opening is turned upside down and facing straight up.
Rokusuke pressed his hand against his penis and then thrust towards that area.
This time it was the opposite of earlier, with the man’s entire body weight centered underneath the woman.
The vagina that reached the point where all the testicles were eaten in swelled as if it were about to burst, and the vagina was pressed in at once by the walls of the uterus, which in turn did not leave the slightest gap.
In such a state, “hissing…” back and forth stabbing and pinching is not going to leave anything behind.
Mie was already spitting out her lust for the second or third time in a row, the pleasure causing her whole body to wriggle in agony, strangling and touching the knees of the man’s shoulders.
This time Rokusuke he was as if he had stopped breathing.
Already the time was right, Rokusuke suddenly raised his waist and stabbed back and forth.
“Ah… orgasm…”
In conjunction with luck, it took all the energy in the body, and it temporarily became folded again.
Mie notified with a phone call on her desk that she was coming over to pick up her clothes, changed, and quietly went back.
Rokusuke then suddenly remembered Ritsuko, but first he had to wash his body and go to the hot springs, to unravel the body and mind that had been coalescing for so long.
When he returned from his bath, both rooms had been cleaned, and the outermost room had been prepared for two special meals with a variety of delicacies, and Ritsuko was being served by a waitress and was enjoying her meal.
“Oh… Ritsuko, where have you been?” Rokusuke asked in a panicked tone, unable to hide his inner turmoil.
But Ritsuko laughed happily and looked back at the huge pile of prizes piled up by the bed, and then looked at the waitress with a playful, horny look and said.
“I ah! Let me tell you… Father… Ritsuko was quite good last night! Anyway, she played mahjong four times in a row, and ended up winning all four times, and she was the best out of the sixteen, so it was so refreshing. By the way! Father, after the contest yesterday, I went to take a shower and then went back to the recreation room to get my prize, a toy given to me by everyone, so I drank wine and beer with everyone and made a lot of noise there.
Weizi also liked to drink, and after only two or three glasses of wine and beer, the mood came to him, so he lay down on the bench and fell asleep, and when his eyes opened today, it was already noon.
But rest assured, father, for Mr. and Mrs. Matsukawa of the Kiku room, and the lady of the Bamboo room, and two or three others, sleep on the long chair as well as I do.”
“Oops! Ritsuko, I’m sorry for talking too much, but today the innkeeper’s wife has made a special dish for my father, and it’s very delicious… Come on… Aren’t you going to eat?”
Rokusuke returned to his usual mood with Ritsuko’s noise, and suddenly he sat down cross-legged in front of the dining table, picking up his glass of wine, and after the waitress had finished pouring it for him, all at once he drank the entire glass of hot wine down inside his stomach.
“Ahhh… it tastes so good. Drinking is the best this time of year in the fall!”
You must be very tired at the table. Please eat these to refresh yourself… “Oh, this is a bun from Koshu… This is very rare… What kind of cooking method is it to put eggs in a quail?”
“This one? It’s a river trout.”
“Yes… that’s trout with bok choy…”
“Aaah… I think it hurts… it’s too much… I can’t finish it…”
“Ha… if you can’t finish it, you don’t have to be polite to stay and I’ll clean it up…”
“What? You know that these dishes are my favorites…”
“Yes… Father…”
After saying that, he had been looking at his own Ritsuko’s eyes with a squint, Rusuke thought it was a rich color that he had never seen before, making him feel beautiful like a light was lit in his chest.
Rokusuke felt that Ritsuko wasn’t quite like her usual self today.
By this time Ritsuko had already lost her virginity.
Just a few hours ago, Ritsuko, shocked and out of balance physically and mentally, stumbled out of her room and stripped off her clothes in the unoccupied bathroom stripping room, temporarily submerging her body in the hot water that was rolling out.
She couldn’t think of anything, just a clear picture in her mind of her adoptive father and the innkeeper’s wife in a beastly, carnal tangle of postures.
What could be more intoxicating than to forget your ego so much and look like you’re fighting for your life?
Nothing had been done, one was just seeing it, being hit by pleasure and spitting out lewd water, how wonderful it would be to actually be able to make love!
Now that I’m in this state, if some man runs in and teases, I’ll entrust my body to him regardless.
If you’re going to lose your virginity anyway, it doesn’t matter if it’s today or tomorrow, it’s going to be the same three years from now.
“Women! If you break your virginity, you become dragging and clinging, even on your own, and it’s better to know more about other men.”
“Even with the right method of making noise, one must achieve the goal of not having children, and it is a sin to have children for carnal purposes.”
In that case, the friend seemed to be enjoying the sex game very much, even though she had already had sex with several people at the same age of 17 as Ritsuko, and she was quite knowledgeable about the secret techniques of sex.
Honestly, Ritsuko didn’t really agree with Tomo.
Surprisingly many of the middle school teachers who taught them had a crush on Ritsuko.
Until now, Ritsuko had no interest in the opposite sex, nor did she feel sexually attractive, but now she was completely captured by her sexual desires.
The lust that poured out of her body caused the sanctity of the hymen to collapse completely, and she was transformed into a pitiful whore.
After Ritsuko returned to the undressing room, she walked over to the wall mirror that hung on the wall at her height and assumed various poses, scrutinizing her naked body.
For a seventeen year old girl with a petite figure and the limbs of a child with armpit hair and shameful hair, just like that, the burning fire hidden within the skin seeped out from every corner around the flesh, filled with some kind of perverted colorful emotion.
Instead of being appreciated for her beautiful and outstanding looks, it was better to be forcibly violated by a brave giant like Zhong Kui, letting out a scream that was expressing her lust.
Ritsuko had seen enough of her nakedness in front of the mirror for the time being and was about to turn around as she was about to get dressed when suddenly the door was opened and it was Goro Asahikawa from the kitchen who was coming in to take a bath.
“Ah…”
“Oops…”
“You… go away…”
“I…”
Unexpectedly, both of them looked at each other with surprised expressions at the same time.
Ritsuko, who was naked, looked very distressed and panicked as she tried to cover her front, but there was nothing near her hands, so she could only cover her breasts with her hands, narrow her waist, and lower her reddened face.
Goro always came in to take a bath at a time when no one else was around with early sleepy eyes, but without expecting to see a naked Ritsuko, his entire sleepiness was swept away.
The eyes are unconsciously attached to the delta of the thighs, which are slightly lighter black, and do not want to leave.
It was at this point that his early, semi-erect penis protruded fatly from the front of his pajama pants, so he was surprised when he pressed down hard on it with the hand holding the towel.
He didn’t know it was a guest in that room, but it was also a little girl, who was now cleaning her sewage-soiled thighs anyway.
Nowadays the only early risers in the whole hotel are me and this girl.
The other side is naked.
There’s no free time, hold her close and ask her to do what I say, no matter what!
Lowly people have nothing but lowly thoughts.
I wonder if she’s a virgin, and it would increase his curiosity even more if he knew she was.
So Goro pretended to go to the closet to get some clothes, taking the opportunity to get closer to Ritsuko, then turned around and hugged Ritsuko’s naked body.
“Aaah… what are you trying to do, it’s so rude…”
Ritsuko was so surprised and scared that she tried to run away.
“Haha… it’s okay! Miss, don’t make a sound…”
“It doesn’t matter. What do you want? Let go of me…”
“Letting go? Such a beautiful young lady, I’m just so horny today.”
Goro looked horny.
“Oops… if you don’t let go, I’m going to call for help!”
Ritsuko screamed out in panic: “Hey! Miss, it’s early in the morning and no one’s looking, so be a good girl and do as you’re told!”
Goro hugged Ritsuko hard.
“I’m not that kind of slutty girl… I’m still a virgin, you’re so dirty, go away…”
It was a virgin’s instinct, so to speak, and not that much anticipation of having to have sex with the opposite sex, so Ritsuko desperately struggled with her nonsense.
“What? A virgin? Ha! That makes me even more impatient. If you don’t do as I say, I’ll kill you…”
Goro suddenly placed both hands on Ritsuko’s shoulders and grasped them. A sound came from her throat, Ritsuko’s breath which was also her ears lost hearing, and thinking that it would be too horrible if she were to die like this for real, she suddenly felt that life was precious and thus stopped struggling.
“Stop! Stop it! I’ll do as you say, please…”
Ritsuko made a sobbing sound.
Goro couldn’t help but chuckle while doing so due to Ritsuko’s obedience.
“Stir it then! It’s not pride to have a pussy that’s going to be cut open any day now anyway, and it’s the same for whoever the other person is! I’ve never gotten syphilis on my penis, it’s still pretty clean!”
“Just eat in peace… come on! Turn around and then let me see enough of that beautiful ass that doesn’t know men first…”
Ritsuko was both scared and ashamed to hear him say that.
“Aiya… no… please…”
Goro said with an unhappy expression, “Why, don’t you? I’ll kill you…”
So Goro hugged Ritsuko.
“I can’t do anything on the floor, but lie down on this bench and spread your thighs for me to see… No problem, do you want me to nail you down with five-inch nails?”
Ritsuko had come to her senses long ago.
If this shyness was a trait of virginity, it was bound to be lost anyway, and she wanted to cross over it sooner rather than later to savor the greatest joy a man could give a woman.
Come on! If I let you see it earlier, I will be grateful to worship, and in this mood, I slowly spread my thighs and inserted and pulled out the bright part.
After Goro swallowed his saliva, he knelt down and put his face close to Ritsuko’s spread thighs, the swell of her pussy, where he could count a few pilose hairs slightly constricted, to the pussy door as if it was a marble of the gorgeous wet skin.
The upper part of the pale red furrow of the slender pubic cleft peeked out into the only part of the body that had unexpectedly developed into a clitoris like the end of a baby’s tongue, and the thin middle of the urethral opening, which resembled a knife wounding the flesh-colored swollen opening about an inch or so down, cut into it.
It was a clear virgin crack that had not been forced open by outside forces.
Goro somehow had the emotion of accepting something valuable in general with tears streaming down his face, and he couldn’t help but rub his face against his pussy.
Ritsuko, who had been motionless from above and down to see Goro like this, closed her eyes in surprise.
However, she felt slightly proud of the fact that men were so attached to women’s sex organs.
So Goro was kissing hard this time with his mouth and lips on top of his clit.
Suddenly, the spinal cord and the depths of the brain were filled with electric waves of pleasure.
Ritsuko could very clearly feel the tendons encasing her womb make a joyful sound.
Then this time it was found that the man’s fingers two as if it was the menstrual period to stuff cotton paper like general break into the vaginal opening, at the same time to reach quite inside, to clean the inside of the bottle of the essentials, while repeated insertion and pulling out action.
Then the pleasure that could not be compared to the generally intense pleasure when the clitoris was kissed spread throughout the body.
Ritsuko was gradually becoming more and more proud of the fact that this was the act of “pre-coital caressing” that she had heard about or read about.
“Ah…” Ritsuko secretly felt joyful.
So now all she could think about was whether the hard cock protruding from the shade of the man’s lower abdomen as he knelt down would break her hymen if she stabbed it hard enough.
At this time, the area touched by her fingers had a very pleasant feeling, so she couldn’t help but… “oooh…” moaning and wiggling her buttocks at the same time.
“Hey… it’s already possible! Please insert it!”
When Goro saw Ritsuko’s slight assent, he quietly let Ritsuko’s upper body lie down, bending his knees close to his thighs, the glans of his erect penis reaching the base coated with sticky spit, and then aimed his penis at the vagina.
Goro, who had taken gentle actions up to this point, suddenly became rough, ready to puncture the hymen in one gulp with a hard slam.
“P… P…”
Letting out a sound-like aura, Ritsuko’s hymen was brutally broken.
After Ritsuko’s realization, although it was something she expected, this instant and intense pain made her unable to…
“Ah… Why are you pushing so hard? I feel so much pain…”
Letting out a little yelp, her face cramped, she bit her lip, and her body moved upward.
“Ma… it’s going to be okay soon… it’s going to hurt, isn’t it? Bear with it… in this side of the Queen and Begum all the women in the whole world are the same. You’re still a young lady, a simple girl really, and I’m just so lucky. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Instead, tonight I’m going to use all my secret skills so that you, my lady, can fully savor the delicious taste of satisfaction to a man.”
Goro said, stopping his body’s movements for the moment, holding Ritsuko tightly, and after calculating the time, he lifted his chest and quietly started rubbing both of Ritsuko’s breasts.
Ritsuko’s momentary pain disappeared, savoring the pleasant touch of the penis that filled her burning vagina. The strange pleasure of having her breasts rubbed and sucked made her whole body tremble.
Men’s lumbar movements also begin gradually.
The stimulation centered on the uterine opening and the sensation spreading out from the breasts, the sensuality that gradually became a rising line from these two parts, Ritsuko was completely intoxicated.
For a man’s positive technique, and Ritsuko who doesn’t even know how to say caress at all, is to receive caresses from a man’s penis, hands and mouth and lips.
“Ah…”
And from her mouth came a short sigh, matching the kiss, her body twisted up and trembled, making her moan and go wild due to the pleasantly paralyzing sensuality that gradually changed its rise.
Soon after, she reached a climax of pleasure as if her bones were melting, and Ritsuko couldn’t help but… “Ah… it feels so good! I’ve had an orgasm… I’ve had an orgasm…”
Letting out a loud noise for the first time, she clutched the man’s shoulders tightly, moving her soft lower belly up onto the man’s abdomen while that warm mucus squirted out of the womb opening in copious amounts for the first time in sticky spurts.
This was an indescribable and unbelievable pleasure that Ritsuko had never tasted in the past seventeen years of her life.
Forget everything about life or your own existence.
There was no flesh or heart, there was just the pussy door that swallowed the entirety of the majestic cock deep inside, and the intense stimulation that caused the mucous membranes to rejoice.
When Goro was an apprentice in the kitchen of a restaurant, he had his virginity taken one night by a waitress at a hotel, a horny woman, and then he used those ten fingers (no, if you count the number of female bodies like a warbler every night, it might be a very large number). He had tasted all kinds of female bodies and different flavors, and felt satisfied.
However, it was the first time he had encountered such a strong reproductive force in the depths of such a curved and weak flesh.
That’s not a matter of virginity, or non-virginity, but rather the result of innate carnal organs.
Ritsuko’s flesh and genitals were naturally qualified to make men fall in love with her, that is to say, out of ten thousand men in this world only one man, or two men, are lucky, and then Goro is this happy man.
“Aaah… I am so happy…” Goro secretly rejoiced in his heart.
Ritsuko, after Goro had left her body in exhaustion, was in good spirits as she dipped into the hot water and then appeared in the rec room with a disinterested look on her face.
So she was filled with evil love and lust, and within one night she changed her appearance from a saintly woman to a demonic woman.
She secretly chooses her adoptive father, Rokusuke, as the second man she asks to be the object of her affection.
That said, the impression of the overwhelming secret play with Mie was as strong as changing one’s outlook on life, so for Rokusuke, that desire in his chest was manifested by turning into a strange charm without realizing it.
Saying bold things was bold, and saying things out of orbit was out of orbit, yet if you think about it, Rokusuke and Ritsuko weren’t even related by blood, and could be considered to be completely different people.
The relationship between her mother and Rokusuke did not exist as a substantial obstacle for Ritsuko.
If in place of her mother, the possibility of Ritsuko becoming Rokusuke’s wife is something that no one can conclude is not absolutely out of the question, right?
After the two of them finished their luxurious accommodation and food together, they went to Fuji Lookout, which is quite crowded with tourists because of the beautiful panoramic view and the cherry blossoms in spring and the red leaves in fall.
In addition to winter, tea stores and small, elegantly decorated restaurants are very busy, especially when it’s the season for hiking, as it was the other day.
Their faces were also deflated general walk in various places in the red leaves in the forest after, climbed up the mountain side extended cliffs built by the wind and moon Xuan material pavilion for rest.
The room they were led to by the waitress was located at the very side of the room, and through the walkway, they could see the clear stream of the Kogawa River downward, and the green mountains from afar, and could see the scenic terrace best, and at the same time, it was the best and quietest house to hide from other people’s attention as a place to have a rendezvous and so on.
Rusuke didn’t particularly want to make a move on Ritsuko at the moment, but when Ritsuko brought him wine and food and poured it for him at the same time, he slowly drank it while happily enjoying the beautiful autumn scenery.
Ritsuko sat next to him with a smile while wearing a caressing look, very faithful and careful to please Rokusuke.
Ritsuko’s appearance was completely different from the child-like Ritsuko until yesterday, and was very colorful, so Rokusuke was slightly moved.
Looking at it, the knee inside the wide cotton robe came out from within the hem of the skirt all at once. In any case, the fair skin of the thighs was peeped at by Rokusuke.
To put it in secular terms, you can see but not touch, but you can’t help it.
Rokusuke finally became intoxicated as he sipped his drink.
“Hey… Father, I want to drink too!” After saying that, Ritsuko also picked up a glass of wine.
“Oops! Ritsuko… are you okay with this?” Rokusuke asked surprised.
“It’s no problem. When my father is drinking happily alone, I get bored and I want to get drunk to make myself feel good…”
“Well… well… in that case, let’s drink and get drunk, and I’ll be responsible for the consequences.”
“Oops… really if I can’t move, you have to take care of me.”
Even with the two of them so in the middle of a conversation, Ritsuko had already been drinking many glasses of wine.
Ritsuko was indeed unable to drink, and a blush spread from the corners of her eyes to her cheeks.
Rokusuke, who had a great desire in his heart, saw Ritsuko’s drunken appearance that was confused before and after, but instead, he felt lucky and couldn’t stop himself.
“There’s no problem… I wouldn’t leave Ritsuko alone… she’s so important. Ritsuko’s drunken father is responsible for taking care of you.”
Rokusuke wrapped his arms around Ritsuko’s shoulders as she leaned on his knees, tweaked her breasts and whispered, “Oh… take care of me? I don’t want you to take care of me… You must hold me, just like you did with the boss’s wife last night… hahaha…”
“┅” Rokusuke couldn’t help but be startled.
“You… you know about that?”
“Hahahahaha… Father you think I’m two years old!” Ritsuko said slyly.
To Rokusuke, who was stuttering with the feeling of wanting to escape, Ritsuko spoke regardless.
“It doesn’t matter anyway! For me, just knowing that I have the right to be loved like that boss’s wife is satisfying, isn’t it?… I know that my father is not related to me by blood, my dear, am I wrong?”
Rokusuke was at the complete mercy of Ritsuko, the hands holding Ritsuko’s shoulders were trembling and looking uneasy, the large penis that was very spirited between his knees was erect since a while ago, and although it was going upwards to the wide cotton robe in front of Ritsuko’s eyes, due to the sharp change of events, the pressed penis popped out all of a sudden.
Ritsuko, who was either aware of Rokusuke’s sorry state or unable to resist and deliberately teasing Rokusuke, moved her body away and lay down with her head facing upwards.
“Oops… What’s Ritsuko doing?”
Rokusuke asked in a panic, “Hahaha! Father, don’t be nervous…”
Ritsuko readily rolled up the hem of her skirt, while one foot was exposed at the root, and could not help but show her vile roots, as the taut, swollen side of the slightly red, engorged labia majora appeared clearly in the bloodshot eyes of Rokusuke, who was peering into the dark red pussy.
By this point, inside the very flustered Rokusuke, he already had a clear understanding of what Ritsuko meant.
The proverb that it was a man’s shame not to enjoy the food set before him swept through Rokusuke’s mind.
Even if that wasn’t the case, he longed for Ritsuko’s body as if he were dreaming.
Rokusuke became prostrate, knee-deep between Ritsuko’s thighs, rolled up the wide cotton robe and skirt to the top of her bellybutton, and with her nose touching her pussy, she brought her face close to look greedily at Ritsuko’s body.
Losing control of Rokusuke’s body, he stroked back and forth the round, bead-like skin that had been comforted throughout by the young man in the diner’s kitchen just hours before, licking and sucking up and down the pubic cleft, unaware of the satisfying enjoyment of love.
Ritsuko was satisfied that she was able to finally tease Rokusuke according to her battle plan, but whether it was Goro or Rokusuke, the fact that her pussy, which she considered to be an unclean part of her body, was being carefully irrigated and sucked forced her to smile bitterly.
But as a result of being stroked so much, one had a sense of conquering men who had always been arrogant and unreasonable.
After Rokusuke finally sat up halfway from between Ritsuko’s thighs, he grabbed the reddish-black engorged penis while wiping the corner of his wet mouth with the sleeve of his wide cotton robe.
“Ah!” Ritsuko screamed, her eyes widening at the sight of such a huge meat stick.
Compared to this, Goro’s penis in the morning is nothing.
How could such a thick, tight cock enter her little pussy door? She was worried that her pussy door would split open. But she realized that it would be shameful to refuse now.
Rokusuke who didn’t know this kind of thing, like black earthworms crawling general sinewy penis glans to the whole root of the concavity of the underside, are coated with sticky spit, knee was greatly cut open, Ritsuko’s buttocks side, inserted from within the legs, clamped the woman’s buttocks in general, pressed on the slanting down the head of the penis aligned with the vagina’s slender mouth, like prying like successive forceful penetration.
But a huge penis that only comes in one out of 10,000 people doesn’t slide so easily inside a smaller-than-average petite girl’s tiny pussy door.
It finally entered, but, with each press, Ritsuko’s body moved upward.
Rokusuke became impatient, so he pressed Ritsuko’s waist with both hands and thrust his entire cock in one hard breath.
The ruptured and generally straightened vaginal walls creaked and rattled as the glans hit the entry of the uterine opening, while Ritsuko’s pussy door, whose hymen had only just been ruptured, pressed on.
“Ah!” Let out a scream.
But Rokusuke assumed that it was the result of a punctured hymen, rubbing the soft skin of Ritsuko, who looked anxious, and holding on tightly, savoring the sensation of tightly strangling the mucous membrane of the vagina of the penis.
It was an excellent feeling quite different from the trembling, deep-haired pussy door of a blood-related mother.
A motionless, static state while being tightly closed, ate up being screwed, independent creatures in general, at the pussy door, the pleasure gradually intensified, even Rokusuke who clenched his teeth couldn’t endure it, and immediately there was a strong sensation of being pulled to the peak of ejaculation.
Rokusuke thought he would be willing to die even if it was just like that. No! It really was a wish to die just like this by letting his heart go numb.
For a man for whom female sexuality is the most existential meaning in his life, holding a small woman who has no one to replace him while holding her, and then dying on her belly, was perhaps the best way to rest in peace… Rokusuke pressed his face into the plump, rounded and undulating breasts of Ritsuko, and was the one who didn’t move at all.
Ritsuko finally secretly expected Rokusuke to guide her to that moaning abyss of blind pleasure after driving his majestic man-root, while the top of her soft body pressed against Rokusuke’s huge belly, enduring the crushing sensation.
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