As the car drove onto the highway, Shinta looked at the woman beside him, her long flowing hair lazily draped over her light purple jacket, the yellow silk scarf around her neck knotted in a pretty knot, and her high breasts revealing the message that they were well developed, which of course was one of the charming assets Sagui possessed.
‘Nasty, don’t give me that horny look.’
Sagui said with a red face and slight excitement.
‘Yeah? Wouldn’t you love to get to your destination quickly so you can taste my big meat stick!’
While saying that, Shinta encircled Sae-chan’s shoulder with his gear-beating right hand and violently pressed Sae-chan towards the front of his pants.
‘Come on! Use your mouth.’
‘Don’t be so rough, it hurts!’
‘Hurry up, slut!’
‘What a sick fuck.’
Although her mouth said so, but Satsuki still moved Shinta’s waist forward, her right hand kept rubbing the rod through the dark gray wool suit pants, her left hand struggled to unzip the front of the pants. When Shinta’s rod jumped out of the unzipped suit pants, the dark red glans was already engorged with blood, and the straight shaft was still twitching.
‘What a spirit!’
Sagui couldn’t help but marvel.
Sagi, who was gazing at the changes in Shinta’s fleshy penis, was using her hand to move it up and down. As if she was worried about hurting her penis by being too dry, she spit some saliva on top of it and continued to help service Shinta.
‘Oh! Great.’
Sagui’s service caused Shinta to move his ass towards the front of the seat.
Shinta couldn’t help but moan as Sagi took Shinta’s glans into her mouth.
‘Hurry up ……’
It should have been quite trained, Sagui’s tongue traced the prongs of Shinta’s glans, lightly disturbing the sensitive line of nerve endings from side to side, then flicking from the end of the glans upward to the horse’s eye before taking Shinta’s huge cock into his mouth in its entirety.
The stimulation of the glans in her mouth, while her head was swinging up and down, Sae-gui made lewd chirping noises from time to time. From time to time, Sae-gui also raised her head and watched Shinta with narrowed eyes, and increased the power of sucking in her mouth, as well as bobbing her head hard in order to make Shinta ejaculate as soon as possible.
‘That’s really good at getting it, can’t stand it anymore ……’
As he spoke, Shinta’s hand had reached into Sagaki’s blouse lying on her side in her lap, pulling the bra down to the underside of her breasts, her thumb and forefinger pinching the brownish-red nipple tightly and turning it up and down to soothe the pleasure that was about to boil over at the root.
Sagi, whose experience told her that the man was already feeling it, adjusted her position, weighing her right hand on Shinta’s leg in order to make more space, and as her head bobbed up and down, she also held her left hand on the root of the penis to follow the movement. The muscles inside the mouth also mimicked the tightening and loosening of the pussy as it reached pleasure.
‘It’s not working ……’
Shinta cried out as Sagi’s lassoed him.
‘Cum in my mouth.’
Sae-gui switched to using her right hand to lash out hard.
‘Whoa! Faster hands ……’
‘…..’
‘Out…out …..’
The moment Sagui ejaculated at Shinta’s ejaculation, she wrapped her mouth around the whole penis and sucked it hard like a baby sucking on milk.
‘Enough.’ Shinta said coldly.
Shinta pushed Sagui away with force.
The whole atmosphere bordered on the love and lust intertwined just seconds ago.
Sagi froze for a moment and gradually got up off of Shinta’s lap, tears slowly leaving the corners of her eyes.
”What’s that I’m not as good as her?!” Sagui asked mournfully.
‘What are you talking about?!’
Nobuta replied with an expressionless face.
The car continued to drive toward the villa in the suburbs, but Shinta knew that in the moment of confusion, as Sagui had said, the name that was called out in his heart was not Sagui, but …..
The car pulled up in front of the door of a white faux-Gothic European villa and waited for the servant to open the door. The name of the owner of the house, ‘Masato Nishimura’, hangs erect on the granite rock beside the door.
When it comes to Nishimura, no one in the securities industry in Japan knows about him. Nishimura is famous for attending the shareholders’ meetings of various companies and intimidating other shareholders with yakuza power or obstructing the company’s deliberations with procedures. However, his rise to prominence was a favorite of journalists, but no one knew about it, and all kinds of rumors flew around, with no response from Masato Nishimura.
As he waited, Shinta actually shivered a little with impatience and slapped his hands on the steering wheel.
‘These servants, what assholes!’ Shinta said impatiently.
Sagui, who was watching, was silent. She knew that Nobuta’s real goal was to see Masato’s daughter─Ring quickly.
Nishimura often throws a party for his men after he succeeds in obstructing a shareholders’ meeting. Nobuta and Sakae, who are both employees and lovers of Masato Nishimura’s group, are often invited to the villa to party and celebrate. However, ever since Nobuta saw Hishiko, who came with Nishimura Masato a few times ago, Nobuta’s attitude towards her has changed drastically. Moreover, every time Nobuta looks at Hishiko, he always looks at her with a passionate gaze full of desire, just like when Sagui and Nobuta first met.
In Sagui’s mind, she always hoped that her judgment was wrong, but more and more, her fears were confirmed to be correct. Watching Shinta’s anxiety, she was expecting no one to answer the door and Shinta to drive her to a party somewhere else. Sagui, who is surrounded by more suitors than she can count, can’t help but feel a little sad.
The door opened, and Shinta cursed, pressing the car’s gas pedal vigorously back and forth before abruptly releasing the hand brake. With a crunch, the car headed inward.
‘You’re here!’
Nishimura spoke as he walked down the stairs from the center of the living room.
‘Yes! President.’ Shinta and Sagui quickly stood up at the same time.
Nishimura nodded in satisfaction and gestured for the two to sit down.
”Something has happened to Osaka’s head sister, and I have asked Koji, who was supposed to come, to go over there first to take care of it.”
Nishimura said to Shinta and Saeki as he sat down.
”I’ll probably be there tomorrow as well, and it might take a few days. Shinta, just help me with some meeting business first.”
‘Yes!’
”It’s getting late, so you’ll leave in the morning.”
After saying that, Nishimura got up and gestured for the two of them not to be polite, then walked towards the second floor.
‘Hey! What are you thinking?!’
Sagi asked Shinta a little happily after seeing Nishimura’s back disappear.
Sae-gui was happy that she didn’t see Rin, who was worrying her, then she was able to Shinta enjoy a nice weekend. Sae-gui couldn’t help but feel a little tingly when she thought about the kinky scenes between the two of them in the past.
‘Carry me to my room!’
Sagi lifted up her skirt and straddled Shinta’s lap, her fat, firm buttocks rubbing back and forth against Shinta’s roots as well.
‘Stop it, the president will see it!’ Shinta said as he slightly pushed Sagui.
‘Shinta, come on!’
Sae-chan said in an almost husky and sexy voice. Her hands also wrapped around Shinta’s neck, while her upper body was slightly bent so that her proud breasts could be close to Shinta’s face.
Sagui knows that Shinta’s heart has been gone from her since she drove out of the company. And struggling to do anything about it, she only wishes she could use her flesh or anything else she could do to win back her lover’s heart.
I don’t know if it was because Shinta felt the despair of not being able to see Hoshi, or if it was the familiar smell of flesh on Sagui’s body that stimulated Shinta’s desire. Shinta’s hands began to stroke over Sagui’s body.
‘Right! That’s the place.’
As Shinta’s hand, through his boxers, stroked the sensitive clitoris, Sagi couldn’t help but throw her head back.
A wave of beauty spreads in the pussy towards the womb of Sagui who is being gently stroked. Or because of the intense feeling, the hips also twisted restlessly.
‘You’re so kinky, you’re feeling it so soon.’
Shinta pushed aside one side of his boxers and looked at his already wet pussy lips and grinned.
‘Don’t talk about me like that ……’
Even though Sagi’s mouth said that, inside she was more eager for Shinta to get it harder.
And the same feeling was felt on the upper body, the jacket and blouse, which had just been removed, were scattered at the feet, and the front-unclasped bra was split into two sides dangling from the shoulders. The yellow silk scarf was also unraveled and held in Shinta’s hand, caressing the left and right breasts.
‘Hmm! Shinta ……’
‘…..’
‘Give me …..!’
Sagui said while touching Shinta’s crotch.
‘What do you want?!’ Shinta asked while moving his hand that was playing with his pussy nucleus faster.
‘No, don’t ….. It’s about to leak…’ Sagui wiggled her ass more.
‘Hurry up and say it!’
‘I want Shinta’s ….. Big cock.’
‘Ha! Ha!’ Shinta laughed out in triumph.
‘Bitch dog! Can’t take it anymore?!’
‘Come on.’ Sagui urged Shinta.
Shinta obediently got up from the sofa holding the half-naked Sagui and was about to walk into the guest room by the living room on the first floor when, just in the moment of getting up, he saw a girl with a felicitous blush standing upstairs. It was no one else, but Nishimura Rin who he thought didn’t come to the villa with Nishimura Masato today.
“It’s so humiliating that it’s in front of Hishiko.” …..
Lying on his bed, Shinta was unable to sleep. His whole head was filled with that confused and somewhat shocked expression shown by the red-faced Hoshi standing on the second floor.
After Hoshi rushes back to his room, Nobuta’s whole heart has dropped to the bottom, and he silently puts down Sagi, who he is holding in his hands. Sae-chan just looks at him and picks up the scattered clothes and walks back to her guest room. Maybe she knows that Shinta is not interested in sex tonight.
“It must be her, the woman who saw Hishiko and deliberately acted slutty.
“It’s all over. Diamond’s impression of me, the whole thing.
What Should I Do …..
As Nishimura Shoichi’s right-hand man, Nobuta, who has been through all the shareholders’ meetings of the company, is as nervous as a child.
Since seeing Ling in the villa, her shadow appears in the whole mind all the time. A coat of black hair, ironed into a screw iron and present a few fluffy, white skin through the bright red like peach, large and bright eyes scattered out of the well-educated atmosphere …..
“I’m a little hungry.
“It’s already past one o’clock, and there don’t seem to be any stores in the vicinity of the villa,” Shinta thought as he looked at his watch.
“The servants are probably asleep, so I’d better find myself something to eat!
Although he had been to the villa several times, the scope of his activities was limited to the living room, dining room and the garden outside the villa, plus it was the president’s home, so it was not a good idea to wander around.
“The kitchen should be behind the dining room!
Shinta stepped out of the room and walked backwards in the dark.
“Big houses are a pain in the ass.
《………》
Doubt! What’s That Sound …..
Shinta seemed to faintly hear a woman’s cry. But it was too faint to hear anything.
“Should not be the undead ….. Thinking of the undead, Shinta couldn’t help but feel a little shaky and hurriedly took out a lighter from his pocket to light it.
‘Don’t ….. Spare …..’
“I think it’s Hishiko’s voice!
As Shinta got closer to what resembled a basement entrance/exit, the vague sounds began to clear up a bit.
Strange! Did I hear it wrong. But that woman’s voice, I …..
‘Give me a break …..’
Shinta was in the midst of his skepticism when Hoshi’s voice came clearly out of the entrance and exit again.
At this time, Nobuta in also disregarded this is the president of the home and should not intrude, hurriedly opened the entrance door ready to rush in ……
‘Slut, look at you wet so.’
Shinta was dumbfounded, and as he descended to the second step of the stairs, President Masato’s voice appeared.
The “The”? ….. This ….. What is this situation? The President and Ling …..
Shinta, surprised, kept sweating with his hands open in shock.
Shinta’s heart tightened to the breaking point, usually not? The smiling president and his daughter incest ……
A buzzing sound came from the basement, like the sound of an electric vibrator turning. The accompanying moan from Hoshi made Shinta’s curiosity overcome the danger of being discovered by the president.
Shinta crouched his entire body down, leaning on the handles of the escalator and slowly descending two steps downward while stopping between the intersection of the stairs and the beams, trying to reach his head into the intersection’s permeable air.
The Ah! …..
Shinta almost screamed.
The scene in front of her was so obscene, Ling’s hands and feet had been handcuffed to a torture device similar to that used for interrogation of prisoners, her entire body was in a ‘fire’ shape, with her neck and below covered in flaming red candle oil, and two laundry clips clasped to her towering breasts.
The Hmmm! Ling is a white tiger …..
Seeing the President turn sideways to try to make it easier for the electric vibrator in his hand to penetrate deeper into Hoshi’s roots, Shinta saw Hoshi’s secret part.
‘Ha! Cool.’
Nishimura grinned obliviously as he pulled his fake cock out after rubbing it back and forth with the vibrator.
‘…..’
‘Can’t talk anymore?!’
Nishimura loudly reprimanded Hoshi while pressing hard with his left hand on the laundry clamps that were clamped between his breasts.
‘Ah! …..’
Hoshi groaned from the pain and her entire lowered head went backward from it.
‘Dad, spare me!’
‘No way!’
Nishimura put the vibrator in his hand into his own mouth and tasted it before inserting it back into Hoshi’s secret part, and stroking his other hand toward Hoshi’s clit.
‘ah …..’
Hoshi moaned again from the overstimulation.
‘Dishonest children are punished.’
Nishimura’s hand moved as he spoke.
Since Hoshi had no pubic hair at all, while the electric vibrator was going in and out of her pussy, she could clearly see the lewd water attached to it.
‘Daddy ….. Oh…don’t…’
Hishiko couldn’t stand such a great excitement, her head kept bobbing, and her hands and feet also seemed to be trying to break free from their restraints and collided with each other in a deadly manner.
‘Just as slutty as your mom in Osaka.’
Nishimura said while pulling his pants down, his stark black cock jumping out.
‘Time for punishment.’
Nishimura wrapped one hand around Hoshi’s waist and rubbed his cock with the other.
‘For your pleasure.’
Nishimura pressed his burgeoning cock into Hoshi’s pussy, his hips thrusting forward.
‘Ah ….. Dad!’
《………》
Shinta only felt his throat dry and the cock in his lower abdomen stiffened with the reflection in his eyes as he quietly got up and walked in toward Sagui’s room ……….
Together with Sagui, they dropped off President Nishimura and the car drove towards the return trip.
‘Shinta.’
‘…..’
‘Shinta!’
‘Oi! What are you doing so loud?!’
‘I can’t understand you, you were so passionate last night, but today you’re being weird.’
‘…..’
”What are you thinking about?!” Sagui yelled in anger as she saw that Nobuta was distracted.
‘Sagui, I saw ….. last night’
‘What do you see?’
‘I saw a mouse last night!’
‘Ah! Bummer.’
Sagui laughed and lightly punched Shinta, though she wasn’t that afraid of mice.
Shinta’s heart on the other hand felt heavy, he wanted to tell Sae-gui about what he saw last night, but for some reason the line “…same as Osaka’s mom…” that Nishimura spoke last night suddenly rang in his mind.
Shinta has been following Nishimura for nearly five years but has never seen the president’s wife, and Hishiko’s appearance is only a matter of months. According to Koji, Hishiko had just returned from abroad. Since Nishimura had always been secretive and didn’t like his men to ask too many questions, Shinta didn’t know much about Ling.
While Nobuta was thinking, the car had already driven to the downstairs of Sae-gui’s place.
‘You go back.’
”Shinta, aren’t you coming up?!” Sagi looked at Shinta in surprise.
Although Shinta’s attitude towards Hoshi has changed since he saw her, every time he comes back from the villa, he spends the night at her place and goes to work together the next day.
‘Maybe I didn’t sleep well last night and I feel a little tired.’
Shinta rambled on.
‘Then come up here and I’ll put on a hot bath for you to soak in and massage you, okay?’
Undeterred, Sagui pleaded with Shinta.
‘No!’
At the moment Sagui got out of the car, Shinta’s car sped out ……
‘Open the door.’
Shinta’s car was once again parked in front of President Nishimura’s villa.
”Mr. Sano, what can I do for you?” The servant addressed Shinta by his last name.
‘The president told me to come back for important documents, hurry up.’
‘Yes.’
As a matter of fact, Shinta did not understand why he had come to Nishimura’s villa, and there seemed to be a longing in his heart as well as some anger that after all, the lover of his heart was having an incestuous relationship with his own father. Last night, Hishiko’s lustful scene stimulated Shinta even more.
After entering the front door, Shinta found out from the servant that Hishiki was playing the piano on the second floor, so he rushed up there in a hurry.
‘Miss!’
Shinta shouted after listening to Hoshi finish playing.
‘Ah! …..’
Hoshi turned her head and was a bit shocked to see Shinta standing behind her, then her whole face turned red, probably thinking of the way Shinta was entwined with Sagaki.
‘You ….. What’s the matter with you?’
Rin stood up in a panic and knocked the sheet music on the piano stand to the floor.
While crouching down to pick up the sheet music on the floor with both of them at the same time, Shinta’s eyes caught a glimpse of the inside of Hishiki’s skirt and he froze.
‘Ah! Don’t look.’
Hoshi realized that Shinta had seen her secret and blushed as she hurriedly pressed her hands against her skirt.
Shinta couldn’t hold back any longer and pressed Hoshi to the ground, then lifted up Hoshi’s skirt with his hand, he clearly saw that a red nylon rope was tied around Hoshi’s waist, and from below her navel, it was tangled together down to her pussy, and above her pussy lips there was a fake cock circling around, which was inserted into Hoshi’s pussy, and her pussy lips were flooded with a little bit of love juice due to the strong friction.
It was then that Shinta realized that Hoshi wasn’t a ‘white tiger’, but that the entire pubic hair had been shaved off, with a few hair roots still showing above the entire pubic area.
‘Ha! What a pervert.’
Shinta chuckled as he stroked the roots of his fur.
‘Don’t …..’
Hoshi’s voice trembled a little from the shame.
‘Please ….. Really don’t!’
Tears were already flowing from the corners of Hoshi’s eyes.
‘Why not!’
Shinta ignored Hoshi’s pleas and instead pressed his hand on the top of the fake cock and pushed it harder inward.
‘ah …..’
Hoshi writhes on the ground in pain, but is held down even more by Shinta’s death grip.
‘Say it! Why don’t you want to? You can be played with by your own father, why not me.’
Shinta shouted a little hysterically while speeding up his hand.
”What… what did you say?!”
Hoshi looked at Shinta in surprise, but then shed tears at the stinging pain in her pussy.
‘What I said! I said that you can be toyed with by your own father, and I want it too! Thanks to that, I’ve been deeply in love with you since the first time I saw you. Thinking about your silhouette every night and playing with my cock. You ….. You are such a slut.”
Even after Shinta finished speaking, he collapsed on top of Hishiko, perhaps losing the will to retaliate in favor of the thoughts, anger, and desires that had built up inside him after speaking out.
Time paused for a long moment as Hoshi pushed Shinta off of his press and stood up, straightening his wrinkled clothes.
‘I’m sorry! Taking the liberty of showing you love.’
Shinta said as he stood up and bowed deeply to Hoshi.
Hoshi looked at Shinta, her lips moved slightly, but she didn’t speak, then slowly walked out of the music room. As if in the middle, leaving a soft sigh …..
‘How is she doing?’
Nishimura asked Koji, who had come to pick him up, as soon as he got into the car.
‘Chief, it doesn’t look good.’
Kouji replied respectfully.
”The mouth kept yelling that he wanted to see Missy.”
Kouji continued.
‘Does this woman still miss her?!’
Nishimura said as he looked out the window at the scenery flying backwards.
”Yes! Also Asano and Akagi both came by, but they were both blocked out by me and not let in.”
‘You’re doing great.’
‘Thank you chief.’
‘Did Yuko give out the old man’s password?’
Nishimura asked after lighting a cigarette.
‘The big sister in charge still has a hard mouth.’
‘Hmph! I’ll see how long she can stay hard.’
Nishimura frowned, putting out his freshly lit cigarette.
‘I’m a bit tired, call me when you arrive.’
‘Yes, Chief please rest.’
”Also, don’t say too much to Shinta when you get back.”
Nishimura closed his eyes after that.
“It must have been sixteen years ago.” …..
Nishimura thought as he closed his eyes.
Sixteen years ago, Nishimura was just the head of the Osaka? Sixteen years ago, Nishimura was just the head of the Osaka Black Dragon Society. Nishimura was a small-time leader of the Black Dragon Society in Osaka, but because of his brilliant mind and his many ideas, he was gradually recognized by Okada, the president of the society. At that time, Japan’s economy was beginning to grow out of its post-war poverty.
Nishimura suggested that the society should move towards intimidating Japanese securities firms into revealing inside information, which led to the expansion of the Black Dragon Society’s financial resources and the rapid expansion of the Black Dragon Society. The Black Dragon Society’s financial resources were greatly expanded, and at the same time, the Black Dragon Society rapidly expanded its power in the Kansai region. Nishimura’s suggestion that the organization should disclose insider information to intimidate Japanese securities firms led to the expansion of the Black Dragon Society’s financial resources and the rapid expansion of the Black Dragon Society’s power in Kansai. Okada was so pleased that he raised Nishimura’s status to that of Asano and Akagi, the other two bigwigs of the organization.
But the ambitious Nishimura was not satisfied. Nishimura secretly paid an assassin from abroad to kill Okada’s eldest son, Okada Heiyuki, in order to eliminate the second generation from the succession. Okada was so disheartened that he handed over most of the company’s affairs to Nishimura ……….
”Masato, you’re here!”
Okada stepped through the paper door his men had pulled open and addressed Nishimura.
”Yes, the chief is well!”
Nishimura sat on his knees in a collapsed position, his hands pressed against the coffee table, his head bowed as he spoke.
Okada walks across to Nishimura, pulls back his pajamas by his thighs and sits down cross-legged, and gestures to Nishimura that he doesn’t need to be polite.
”This week, we’ve added a few new territories, and Ichimoku’s? The 〃Flying Flag Team〃 is also hoping to ally with us, and the conditions offered are quite good.”
Nishimura paused and saw Okada nodding in satisfaction.
‘Here are the income and expenditure reports for each location …..’
”No need! Nishimura, you’ve worked hard, let’s eat today!”
‘Yuko!’
Okada called out to the door.
Not long after the paper door pulled open outside knelt a gorgeous young woman.
‘Yes! What do you want!’
”Get more food and wine, I’m going to keep Nishimura here for dinner.”
‘Yes!’
The young woman glanced over to Masato Nishimura as she pulled the door shut.
And Masato was looking right back at her ……
At dinner, Okada is drunk from the heartache of losing his son.
Masato and Yuko walk Okada into his room to sleep.
In the midst of supporting her, Yuko realizes that Masato is holding her hand tightly without knowing if it’s on purpose or not. Yuko had no time to pay attention to Masato’s actions due to the force of holding up the heavy Okada, and it was only after putting Okada down that Yuko realized that her hand was still being held by Okada.
“How dare this man!
Yuko thought as she drew back her hand.
Walking out of Okada’s room, Masato followed Yuko’s lead to take a closer look at the woman, not quite tall wearing a kimono of white crushed fabric, long hair brushed upwards throughout while secured at the top in a bun, perhaps some of the hair at the temples had fallen out due to the exertion of the heavy Okada when he had just helped him into the room, and a large, shapely ass swaying from side to side as she followed the small, choppy steps.
“Tempting …..
Nishimura looked at Yuko’s ass and couldn’t help but smack his lips.
Walking back through the long corridor to the place where the meal was served. Yuko silently cleaned up the rest of the meal on the table, and Masato pretended to help clean up as well, a pair of eyes stealing glances at Yuko from time to time.
‘That’s a lot of drinking!’
Masato said as he looked at the scattered bottles of wine.
‘Yeah! Dear him, he’s been in a rather bad mood lately, and drunk from time to time, too.’
”Yeah? The boss doesn’t cherish himself either.’
”Ugh!” Yuko raised her head and sighed softly.
‘ah …..’
Yuko grunted as she grabbed her left index finger with her right hand.
‘What’s wrong?!’
Nishimura came over and asked.
‘Nope ….. It’s nothing, got stuck with a fish splinter.’
Yuko’s voice shook slightly as Nishimura had grabbed her left hand.
‘No, it’ll get inflamed if you’re not careful.’
After saying that, Nishimura took Yuko’s finger into his mouth and sucked on it.
‘Ah ….. Don’t ….. It’s dirty.’
‘Big sister!’
Nishimura took advantage of the situation and pinned Yukiko to the ground.
‘ah …..’
”Big sister, don’t pretend, the boss must have neglected you.”
Nishimura’s hand, began to undo the belt that was tied around the kimono.
‘Stop it Nishimura, I’m your boss’s wife.’
Yuko ranted harshly.
Snap!
A crisp slap. Nishimura knew he had to conquer this woman tonight, and the way to quickly conquer a fierce woman was to be fiercer than her!
Pop! Snap!
‘You ….. Ah …..’
Before Yuko could finish speaking the inner lining of her kimono was already being ripped to the sides by Nishimura’s force, and intense pain was being transmitted upward from the tuck.
Snap!
‘You scream!’
Nishimura slapped hard with one hand, and with the other, he ripped Yuko’s remaining cotton underwear downward so hard that her mountain-pepper shaped breasts popped out.
‘Well maintained!’
Nishimura said as he looked at Yuko’s luscious tits.
Although Yuko had already given birth to a child and her breast pregnancy was slightly dark brown, the whole breast was not quite fat without sagging, and the ratio between the upper and lower breasts was quite natural.
”Nishimura, you really can’t do this.”
Ignoring Yuko’s pleas, Nishimura gently bites between Yuko’s breasts with his teeth, gently rubbing the gradually engorged nipples from side to side, and his other hand wanders to Yuko’s gradually spreading thighs, squeezing them inward from the roots.
‘You ….. Ah …..’
Yuko’s voice slowly turned to a low moan, and her brow furrowed slightly at Nishimura’s stroking.
Nishimura saw Yuko stop struggling and slowly moved down.
As Yuko’s legs spread apart, the kimono that was covering the roots of her feet slid down to her sides. In the center of the root of the separated thighs, thick pubic hair was growing. Underneath the black garden, some thick white liquid was also flowing out.
‘Ha! Ha! Mature women are also quite sensitive.’
Nishimura chuckled.
‘Don’t…do that.’
Nishimura continued to spread her pussy lips with her hand and stroked Yuko’s fleshy bean.
‘ah ……’
Yuko couldn’t help but grunt at the pleasure that was starting to appear.
‘Dishonest woman! Look at you wet.’
‘Ah ….. Harder!’
Yuko hung her ass upward from the stimulation on the buds of her flesh.
‘Can’t hear you, what are you talking about?!’
Nishimura smiled wickedly, while easing the force of the strokes on his hands even more.
Nishimura’s husky voice made Yuko’s face flush.
Perhaps it was because Okada hadn’t comforted Yuko for a long time after she lost her son. Though feeling intensely ashamed, she continued to push her legs harder while making her body upward to get more contact with her pussy.
‘Masato, please ….. Harder!’
Seeing that the time was more or less ripe, Nishimura turned around and pulled out his own meaty cock into Yuko’s mouth.
‘Contain it!’
At the same time, he himself was in a 69 position, lying on top of Yuko’s pussy, peeling back the labia to lick his tongue back and forth between Yuko’s clitoris and vagina.
‘Wow …..’
Yuko was subjected to even more pleasure, her hips kept wiggling, her mouth unable to cry out because she was holding Nishimura’s cock.
Nishimura was pumping Yuko’s mouth up and down as if she was using it as a pussy, and Yuko felt strongly suffocated by the overstretching of her penis, struggling to push Nishimura away and panting up and down as if she was deflated.
When Nishimura saw Yuko being abused like this, an intense pleasure bubbled up in his heart. The whole person pounced on him like a madman, holding his erect penis and thrusting it hard into Yuko’s vagina.
‘Ah ….. Too big…’
Yuko let out a moan of seeming pleasure. The long wet pussy was finally penetrated by the long awaited cock. The hard prongs of the glans bracketed the slightly tightened vagina back and forth.
‘Too…too good.’
‘Cool!’
‘More…deeper’ Yuko kept moaning.
Nishimura increased the force of his hips, and there was a popping sound from the intersection of the flesh, and the whole person gradually felt pleasure with the acceleration of the piston movement, and the message of the precursor of ejaculation gradually came out from his groin.
”Yuko! …Clamp down…”
‘No …… wait for me!’
Knowing that Nishimura is about to cum, Yuko also pushes her lower abdomen hard, and her whole ass undulates with Nishimura, hoping to climax together through more intense feelings.
‘Hurry up …..’
‘Oooh…oooh …..’
‘Ah ….. I’m going!’
Nishimura shouted with a deep frown.
Along with moaning like pain, Nishimura’s body shook and his penis spasmed as Yuko’s cunt spasmed and spat out searing semen, still pushing his waist forward hard in hopes of spilling his semen further inside the womb and bringing out the orgasm that Yuko had been anticipating after ……