Mother and only daughter

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Mother and Only Daughter

(Part 1)

Kiwako's expression suddenly changed as she looked at the robust young man before her. His words were too abrupt. Her daughter's

boyfriend Hiroshi Tashiro, repeated the same thing.

"I've heard that women in their thirties are the most eager for sex," Hiroshi thought to himself. Kiwako's surprised expression was

quite amusing; her beautiful face was beautiful in any situation. "Even a mother's body gets itchy sometimes. So

how about I do it? I'm not completely inexperienced; maybe I can be of some use to you..."

"Are you crazy!?" "

Is that so..."

"And... don't call me 'Mom'!"

"Because, wouldn't it be even stranger if I called you 'Miss Kiwako'? Calling you 'Teacher' is too formal. You're my friend

's mother; calling you 'Mom' feels the most intimate, I think that's the most appropriate."

Kiwako stared without blinking at her only daughter Shizuka's boyfriend. In the high-rise apartment building in Minami-Aoyama, from

the window of the top-floor room, one could see the deep green forests of the Jingu Gaien or the Togu Palace. Kiwako realized she

was in an inexplicable space, and a sense of unease crept into her heart.

"Is this young man an alien?" ...

She did indeed have that feeling. Hiroshi slowly stood up and walked towards the sofa where Kiwako was sitting.

Kiwako picked up the large crystal ashtray beside her, ready to strike. The young man's smiling face suddenly turned fierce

. A small reflection of Kiwako's fear shone in his large pupils.

Kiwako felt a sense of oppression and fear. She had experience as a model in her youth, possessing an outstanding figure

and an extremely sexy body. Although she was 165 centimeters tall, the young man was 15 centimeters taller than her.

"I'm going to scream!"

"It's okay... 'A famous designer of a high-end brand was raped in broad daylight.' TV or weekly magazines

would love this story!" He spoke as if it were someone else's business, and his movement to throw the ashtray

was suddenly stopped by a powerful force.

"Please, don't do this, don't be rough..." Her previous tough attitude crumbled instantly, and Kiwako

began to plead.

"Then, what are you going to do with me?" Hiroshi's expression softened again.

"How could that be! You're Shizuka's friend! My daughter loves you and even said she might

marry you. With someone like you... and the age difference between you and me is too great."

"I think sex has nothing to do with age, and I haven't decided whether to marry Shizuka. She

's only sixteen, and I just turned nineteen."

When Hiroshi pulled Kiwako, a former fashion model, into his arms, she

collapsed into his embrace. When his arms wrapped around her waist and tightened around her, she smelled

his distinctive masculine scent.

*Danger!...* she thought, as Hiroshi's mouth was already close to hers.

"No! No!...!" She tried to push him away, but her body, held tightly by his strong arms,

didn't move. His cigarette-smelling lips pressed against hers, but Kiwako resolutely kept her mouth shut. The young man's

gaze shifted from her mouth to her ears.

"Ah!...!" From her ears to her neck was one of the most sensitive parts of her body. Kiwako

learned to masturbate when she was in junior high school, and the first place she touched with her hand was her ears. A trembling pleasure

arose from behind her ears. Hiroshi quickly noticed Kiwako's reaction, so he alternately licked both ears, the so-called

licking being just a tickling sensation with the tip of his tongue and lips like sweeping the floor. The hot breath blowing on her ears made her feel

as if a strong electric current was running through her body.

"Ah!... Mmm..." Because she didn't want to make a sound, the sound that escaped from her lips

sounded even sweeter and more unbearable. The young man gently inserted his little finger into her ear canal.

The hands that had tried to push Hiroshi away had somehow gripped his shirt tightly and pressed him against him. Hiroshi

calmly observed her reaction and assessed the situation. To be honest, he never expected that the thirty-four-year-old famous

fashion designer, who was also Shizuka's mother, would react so easily to his violence. He had thought that she would

resist quite strongly. If she really screamed, he really didn't know what to do.

Kiwako had divorced two years ago. Because she was too beautiful and had the status of a first-class designer, she had become

someone that men found difficult to approach. She was once rumored to be involved with the chairman of a famous clothing company with whom she had a contract, but these rumors

never strayed from the realm of gossip. Although various men surrounded her, the exceptionally proud Kiwako

skillfully navigated their pursuits, establishing her current stable position.

More importantly, her only daughter, Shizuka, was at the most challenging age of sixteen. Therefore, Kiwako

was particularly cautious about sexual relationships with men. However, at thirty-four, she

often longing for men. When she was slightly tipsy from a little brandy, Kiwako would dream like a young girl,

fantasizing about a man caressing her burning labia with his fingers. But for some reason, at the moment of orgasm, the man's

face would become blurry and ambiguous. Soon after, the image in her mind would transform into a large, erect male genitalia.

A glistening , umbrella-shaped glans, veins like a net, a penis as thick as a juice bottle, and two bell-shaped

pouches...

Kiwako imagined the large penis inserted into her secret place, like her body rising and falling in waves,

but something was missing. It was the feeling of being embraced and actually touching a man's muscles.

Just then, her only daughter, Shizuka, introduced her boyfriend, a nineteen-year-

old . Not far from Kiwako's home in Aoyama 1-chome, there was a building

where various clinics were located; Kiwako had seen the sign for Tashiro Dental Clinic there. Hiroshi was

the only son and was currently preparing for medical school entrance exams.

She had asked Shizuka about the extent of their relationship, but it seemed they were just ordinary friends.

Shizuka had jokingly said, "I'd marry him..."

Kiwako, now a mother, also developed feelings for this handsome young man. One night, while fantasizing about

a man 's shadow caressing her vulva, Hiroshi's image suddenly appeared in her mind. From then on, Takako

fantasized about Hiroshi's body when she masturbated. It was this same Hiroshi who suddenly pursued Takako when Shizuka wasn't around. Her ear was licked...

When her ear was tickled, Kiwako's mind went blank. When he touched her breasts through her shirt, Kiwako

suddenly snapped back to reality. The tender flesh near her vulva twitched, making her heart race even faster.

"No! Please, don't do this..." Kiwako's voice was low and indistinct.

What if Shizuka saw her like this...?

An indescribable fear gripped her. But she couldn't muster any strength to push him away. He had

unbuttoned her shirt, and Hiroshi's warm hand slipped under the edge of her bra, approaching her beautifully round breasts.

Since her divorce, her nipples, untouched by a man, trembled slightly.

The nipples, pinched by his fingers, immediately became more sensitive and aroused.

"No... I don't want to! My daughter will..."

"Shizuka has club activities today and won't be back until late."

Hearing this, Kiwako inexplicably exhaled. Her spirits began to relax, and

her resistance quickly vanished. But she couldn't simply give in to her daughter's boyfriend's manipulations; she couldn't abandon

her resistance.

"No!...No!" This resistance was all Kiwako could do, repeatedly uttering

words of powerless resistance.

When she was carried to the sofa, Kiwako collapsed onto it, utterly powerless to resist. Her wide skirt billowed open,

revealing almost blindingly black underwear, further fueling the young man's lust. His pants were unusually bulging. Kiwako's

eyes met the bulge, then quickly averted.

"So big!..." Facing the danger of being raped, Kiwako was still acutely aware of

the shape of the young man's penis. The erect penis she had often imagined was now before her eyes.

Kiwako's entire body instantly burned like ignited embers. A sense of security arose within her, knowing she probably wouldn't be

killed . But on the other hand, she also wanted to show this young man more.

The Daniel brand thin black underwear she bought in Paris in early spring was sexy even to women.

Hiroshi's gaze moved upwards. From beneath the rising bra, her firm breasts seemed to be squeezed

out . As Kiwako tried to cover her breasts with her hands, Hiroshi bent down and pressed her upper body down, taking

one of her nipples into his mouth.

"No! Ah... Oh..." Her strong protests were barely audible due to the intense pleasure stimulating her senses.

Despite this, she desperately tried to pull her boyfriend's head away, grabbing his hair.

Hiroshi slipped his hand deep into her skirt, his fingertips gently stroking the cleavage formed by her panties. Kiwako

let out a small scream, trying to grab his hand, but his fingertips continued to forcefully move up and down near the cleft.

"No... No... Stop..." But he completely ignored Kiwako's protests. Kiwako

herself was already unable to resist the sharp pleasure emanating from her breasts and labia.

She wondered how pleasurable it would be to simply surrender her body to him and let him caress her... but

for some reason, she couldn't muster the strength. When she squeezed her thighs to resist the hand moving there, it seemed as if

she was deliberately letting the young man's hand stay there; when she was forced to part her thighs, his hand moved subtly

. Kiwako's mucous membranes were completely moistened by the warm nectar she herself had expelled. Because she could feel it

, she clearly realized she was gradually becoming at Hiroshi's mercy. And, without her noticing,

her protests turned into hot, labored breathing.

"Ah...ah...no more...uh..." Knowing that the center of Kiwako's panties

was completely wet, Hiroshi felt completely confident. Controlling his impatience, he slowly licked her

hardening nipples with his tongue, while his fingers moved along the already soaked cleft of her panties. Occasionally,

when he felt Kiwako trying to push him away, he would gently stroke her extremely sensitive bulges, causing her to arch her

back and tremble slightly. Soon, she gave up resisting and became docile.

Hiroshi deliberately pressed his hardened penis against Kiwako's thighs. The soft, elastic flesh

made his erect penis even harder. Hiroshi had considerable confidence in his penis. At seventeen, he was

taken to a brothel by his playmate. He lost his virginity there, and the prostitute who accompanied him praised him, saying she had never seen

such a magnificent penis. When he tried another brothel, every prostitute who saw Hiroshi's erect penis was

amazed, and from then on, she had confidence in women.

When Kiwako realized that the hard thing pressing against her legs was the magnificent penis of her dreams, her breathing immediately became rapid. When

she opened her mouth, Hiroshi immediately stuck his tongue in. Although Kiwako struggled to spit out Hiroshi's tongue,

she couldn't help but twist her tongue when he vigorously stroked the sensitive bulge between her legs on her underwear.

As if waiting for this opportunity, Hiroshi roughly sucked on her tongue. The two tongues melted together like

soft-bodied animals . Before she knew it, Kiwako's body was lying on the sofa that served as a bed. Hiroshi's

hard penis pressed unceremoniously against the bulge between her thighs. Perhaps it was instinct, but without even

realizing it, Kiwako pressed her almost melting lips against Hiroshi's hard penis and slightly twisted her waist.

It was an incredibly wonderful feeling, a warm liquid flowing continuously from within her body, soaking her thin silk

panties . In a corner of Kiwako's mind, the memory of her husband's hard penis during lovemaking

, the wonderful feeling and pleasure of it touching her moist labia, was rekindled.

"Ah! I want it! I want to have sex to my heart's content!..."

Although she thought this, given her current position, it wasn't something she could easily do. The other person was her

young daughter's boyfriend, and she was the victim about to be raped. Yes! Just act like that! It was

unavoidable; she couldn't resist a man's power...

Several legitimate reasons flashed through Kiwako's hazy mind to accept this pleasure.

"It's no use resisting anymore."

Hearing Hiroshi's confident words, she almost nodded in agreement. To completely portray herself as a victim,

she had to resist until the very last moment. Since it was all an act…

“Please, listen to me. If you do this, you won’t be able to see each other anymore. Not just with me, but also

with Shizuka. No, I won’t allow you to meet!”

“That might be true! But Mom will definitely meet me too. No, she wants to meet me and have sex with me.

”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Although she retorted verbally, she secretly thought it might be true.

Anytime heart's content…

Her desire for sex had been particularly strong lately, but she couldn't just give in to

the demands of an impulsive young man. She had principles, self-respect, and pride.

"Stop now so you won't regret it, please!"

But Hiroshi cleverly pressed his weight onto Kiwako, immobilizing her, and removed her

bra.

"Oh! Just as I expected, such beautiful breasts." Hiroshi exclaimed excitedly, gazing at her beautiful,

rounded breasts.

She must have been very careful about maintaining her figure; she didn't look like a 34-year-old mother of a 16-year-old daughter

. Perhaps because she had given birth at 18, her body lines hadn't changed at all.

Hiroshi bent down, his hot, wet tongue tracing the undulating breasts. The technique was so exquisite,

unlike the actions of a 19-year-old boy. He began by slowly licking the base of her breasts, which resembled white steamed buns

, then gradually moved upwards, using different methods. As he approached the nipples,

he sucked on the raised areolas, making "slurping" sounds.

An incredibly intense pleasure stimulated Kiwako's most intimate area, making her feel a burning, uncomfortable heat. Kiwako

now truly understood how insignificant the pleasure she felt with her own fingers was compared to this. She tried

desperately to suppress the sounds, but they leaked out uncontrollably.

"Ah! Ah... Ah!..." Once the sounds burst forth like a dam breaking, she couldn't stop.

Hiroshi's tongue moved incessantly between her breasts. While licking and sucking her left nipple, he carefully stroked her right breast with

his left hand , rubbing her nipple with his fingers. Now, between her thighs, though through her clothes,

was a man's hard penis pressed against her. Therefore, Kiwako's body was arousing sexiness everywhere, constantly twitching.

The cleft between her legs, moistened by the thick nectar flowing out, exuded a strong feminine scent.

Her thin panties clung tightly to the cleft, sometimes even digging in and touching her inner labia.

After playing with her like this for a while, Hiroshi, knowing that Kiwako had no will to resist, raised

his upper body , looking at her beautiful breasts with an intoxicated expression.

"That's enough, let me go..." Kiwako managed to

say .

"That's definitely not what you really think, is it?"

Hiroshi stepped back slightly, then, without giving Kiwako a chance to stand up, cleverly lifted her skirt up to

her waist . Kiwako hurriedly tried to cover her panties with her hands, but Hiroshi stopped her. Her waist was gripped tightly, causing

pain, and she let out a soft scream.

"You can't disturb my pleasure."

After saying this, Hiroshi released his hands. All that covered Kiwako's lower body was a thin pair of panties clinging to her rounded

waist . The stretchy black panties almost formed an inverted triangle, barely covering

her vulva. It wasn't even concealing it; rather, it was embedded in the cleft, forming a band with black pubic hair peeking out, creating a

very sexy look.

Hiroshi hooked his fingers around the narrowest part of the panties and pulled it a couple of times. A painful yet

indescribably itchy sensation assaulted Kiwako.

"You're already this wet." The young man sat on the floor, squinting as he admired the base of the beautiful fashion designer's legs displayed before him

.

"Spare me! Just like that… oh…"

The woman's weak, pleading voice had the effect of stimulating a man's desire, but lacked the power to stop him.

Hiroshi straightened his long legs and quickly pulled off his jeans and panties. His proud penis, previously confined inside

, burst out with the joy of liberation, a clear liquid

flying in a line from its tip. After looking with satisfaction at his throbbing erection, Hiroshi lifted himself up

and pulled down Kiwako's underwear, which was arguably her last line of defense, and removed the skirt around her waist.

The sight of the beautiful, naked woman of thirty-four lying on the sofa was reminiscent of Goya's depiction of the naked woman, "The Naked

Mach ." Although she still covered the base of her thighs with her hands, the perfect physique of the woman, viewed from below, was full of

allure that could stimulate any man's lust. From the slender ankles to the calves, the elastic beauty of the knees to the thighs

, the roundness of her waist and buttocks, the wonderful curves from her shoulders to her arms, the perfectly shaped breasts... every

part was more beautiful and provocative than any woman's body Hiroshi had ever seen before.

Hiroshi forcefully spread Kiwako's tightly pressed legs apart and entered that space.

The fleshy crevice covered by her hands was right in front of him, but Hiroshi did not force Kiwako's hands away from that secret place

. Instead, he licked the snow-white skin on the inside of her knees with his tongue.

Smelling the sweet and sour scent, Hiroshi licked upwards like sweeping the floor. As his wriggling tongue slowly moved upwards

, Kiwako's naked body, which had been like a corpse, began to sway slowly. The lavender-like fragrance grew

stronger, and Kiwako finally stretched her hands, which had been covering her private parts, into the air as if searching for something.

The slender black pubic hair, surrounding the cleft of her labia, resembled

the shadow . Thus, it appeared vividly sexy.

Hiroshi imagined Shizuka's mother's frantic appearance when his hard penis entered her slit, and

the twisting crack that would receive his penis, and couldn't help but smile.

He wanted to do it while watching, and he also wanted Kiwako to do it while watching...

"It must be done!..." Hiroshi told himself, the black pubic hair

swaying .

He felt it was a beautiful decoration, and the pubic bone rising on the grass was enough to satisfy Hiroshi. The proper

rise of the pubic bone made him feel more sexy, which was also what Hiroshi liked. Women with a flat pubic area lacked sexiness, a conclusion he had drawn from his

past experience. He moved his lips and tongue along the inside of her thighs, while simultaneously using his right finger to scoop up

the film of love fluid that had formed on the surface of the cleft.

"Mmm... Ah..." Kiwako's waist trembled, and the scent intensified.

So that's it, what I thought was perfume was actually the scent of her own genitals...

Unable to bear it any longer, Hiroshi forcefully thrust his tongue into the cleft.

"Ah! No!..."

Kiwako let out a small scream, but strangely, the angle at which her legs parted widened further, creating an obscene...

With his tongue more mobile, Hiroshi began searching for the protrusion with the tip of his tongue. It was hidden in the grass, but

when his tongue touched it, it swelled up as if it had been waiting for this moment, emerging from the cleft to assert its presence

. Hiroshi's tongue didn't lick; it swept with the tip, a

light touch, like brushing against the air, as if making contact but not actually touching.

"Ugh...ugh...no!..."

Kiwako arched her back, as if chasing Hiroshi's tongue, but his tongue lightly escaped.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Kiwako's honey-like fluid overflowed, and she gasped urgently. The only contact between the two was Hiroshi's tongue tip, so

Kiwako's mucous membranes trembled slightly as she constantly demanded more intense stimulation. The lustful fluid that melted from deep within her body

filled her labia with honey-like nectar. The unbearable sensation made Kiwako gasp and writhe, and finally she cried.

"I can't take it anymore. Come on, do it! Put your big cock in!"

How pleasurable it would be to say that. But I could never bring myself to say those words. I had to completely

feign the pitiful victimhood. Unconsciously, Kiwako clenched her breasts with both hands,

rubbing them incessantly as if to suppress the intense itching. Hiroshi carefully observed her actions.

Yes! That's probably how she masturbates… Thinking this, he couldn't help but pull Kiwako's hand

towards her clitoris, gently pressing and rubbing it. At first, Kiwako's hand seemed to want to

leave, but then immediately cooperated with Hiroshi's hand, rubbing her clitoris. Yes! That's it…

Hiroshi withdrew his hand from her clitoris, and Kiwako stopped moving her hand.

"Move it!… You have to do it yourself, do it now!"

"No! Don't do that…"

"Please! Do it now!"

"I can't… I can't…" Lying! "I guess this proud

woman will only do it if I force her..."

Hiroshi pressed his hand against Kiwako's labia again and slowly moved it up and down. Kiwako

cooperated .

"Do it, that's an order, understand?" he commanded in a slightly forceful tone.

When he withdrew his hand again, Kiwako seemed helpless as she moved her fingers. After watching for a while, Hiroshi suddenly thrust his tongue into the cleft

.

"Ah!" Kiwako's fingers, stimulating her clitoris, moved faster than before. At this point, Kiwako had

reached a point where she had no choice but to do it. Fortunately, it was a forced request from the other party... that was her

explanation .

Even so, she still hoped that the young man would lick that area with his lewd tongue, not with her own fingers,

but with his fingers to touch all those places. She hoped that he would use his hard and large penis to forcefully tear open that itchy

flesh . Kiwako had already been attacked by sensuality several times and felt slight orgasms. But she was still

far from the peak of heaven and earth.

For "that feeling" to arrive, a man's thick, hard penis is absolutely necessary...

Instinctively, she adopted a provocative posture, moving her fingers. Her index and middle fingers grasped the protruding

part , while her other delicate, white fingers danced beautifully.

This was probably what they meant by "eyes feasting on ice cream"—Kiwako's current situation!

Young Hiroshi already felt his penis swell to its limit, his tongue wriggling in sync with the movements of her beautiful fingers , the overflowing nectar flowing almost endlessly, leaving large marks

not only on Hiroshi's tongue but also on the sofa. 　　"Ahhh... what should I do..." 　　As Kiwako's body arched into a beautiful bridge, her hot, tender flesh pressed against Hiroshi's tongue, seemingly melting. Kiwako's delicate finger movements were both lewd and incredibly elegant . 　　"More! More!" 　　Although young, Hiroshi's skillful words eased Kiwako's burden. Although she acted as if she had no choice, she must actually be desperately craving this caress... 　　Indeed, Hiroshi's guess was correct. Although Kiwako was boldly moving her fingers, she still had the thought of being forced to masturbate. But the intense sensuality that kept arising was real. 　　"Ah! I want to cum!..." Kiwako truly thought this. 　　"Ah!...I'm going crazy, please think of something!" 　　She was completely immersed in pleasure, to the point where there was no turning back, and the wonderful feeling surrounding her whole body had reached a point where she could not suppress it even if she wanted to. 　　"Ah! Ah...ah...ah ah...no..." 　　Hiroshi inserted his long tongue into the narrow space of her mucous membrane, while clearly feeling Kiwako's body jumping, her tender flesh twitching like a living being. The tingling pleasure and the accompanying sharp pain alternately dominated Kiwako's body. Her fully mature 34-year-old body, which had not had sex with a man 　　for a long time , was looking forward to the final moment of pleasure. Her flesh walls wanted to grab the young man's cylindrical tongue and penetrate deep inside. The completely wet opening trembled incessantly, contracting and opening repeatedly. 　　"Ah...ah...ah!...Oh..." 　　The moment she let out this moan, the man's lips, clenched like a bottle spout, sucked on the sensitive protrusion with tremendous force. A wave of electric pleasure, indistinguishable from pain or itch, surged through her spine and then rushed to her head. 　　"Ah...please! Stop..." 　　The confident young man ignored her cries and continued his assault, adding fingers to his tongue. His lewd fingers parted the labia, rubbing the lubricated membrane, before suddenly thrusting deep inside like a hard penis. 　　"Oh!...ah...no! What do I do..." 　　Kiwako had become a woman driven mad by lust. The young man clamped her knees under his arms, watching the panting flesh in the black grass, his fully swollen penis rising and deliberately shaking defiantly. 　　Kiwako's dark pupils, already clouded with a layer of mist, gleamed with astonishment as she saw the magnificent Her ex-husband and former lovers both possessed considerable penises, but neither could compare to the steel rod swaying before her, its veins bulging. Kiwako stared intently, but in reality, she averted her gaze.

She was completely paralyzed, as if her pressure points had been abducted.

Kiwako almost reached for the penis like a sleepwalker, but she quickly regained her senses and managed

to restrain herself.

From the tip of that magnificent penis, beautiful, clear dewdrops, like shimmering clouds in the morning sun

, dripped onto the ground, sparkling.

Hiroshi noticed this himself, scooped up a drop with his fingers, and brought it to Kiwako's nose.

A strong, masculine scent filled the air, causing Kiwako to feel slightly dizzy and lightheaded.

"To be honest, I already ejaculated like this once when I went to the toilet,"

Hiroshi, still with a youthful appearance, said, rubbing the thick penis in front of her with his five fingers.

"So I thought I could still hold back a little, but when I see Mom's beautiful breasts or vulva, I want to

do it again."

Hiroshi emphasized the obscene words. These were words his husband had forced him

to say before, but normally he found them disgusting. But once it came out of her own mouth,

it was indeed stimulating and pleasurable. Whenever Kiwako was forced to say those shameful words,

warm fluid would overflow between her thighs.

And now it was. Although she wasn't forced to say it, the moment the young man calmly uttered it, every erogenous zone of Kiwako

reacted intensely. Especially her vulva spasmed, and sticky

nectar gushed from the inner walls like a fountain.

Hiroshi, in a position covering Kiwako, pulled her hand and pressed it against the steel rod. Kiwako felt

tense, but because Hiroshi's strength was too great, she half-heartedly gripped it.

She felt a wonderful rhythmic sensation, and her thighs trembled, emitting a strong fragrance. Kiwako

imagined the fullness of this erect penis penetrating the crevice between her thighs, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

The victimhood of being raped had somehow disappeared; now she only hoped that the penis in her hand would quickly plunge into her throbbing

womb.

"Now I'm going to insert this..." Hiroshi, confident in his size,

announced smugly, as if bestowing a favor.

*Slowly, quickly...!* Kiwako thought to herself.

She watched the throbbing penis in her hand with burning, wet eyes,

the semen dripping from the small opening at the tip of the glans increasing, sticky strands constantly falling around Kiwako's breasts.

The unbearable itching between her thighs grew stronger and stronger, an overwhelming pleasure spreading throughout her body

, forcing Kiwako to instinctively begin rubbing the magnificent penis in her hand.

"Ugh! This is so good..."

Kiwako quickly stopped her actions when Hiroshi groaned.

Regret mingled with the feeling that it was a waste to ejaculate like this.

"Keep going..."

But Kiwako shook her head in refusal.

"Hurry up and finish! Someone might come at any time, and if they see us like this... Hurry up and finish!

"

Although she said this, these words were not what Kikazuko truly felt; rather, they reflected her unbearable

endurance.

"Hurry up! I can't hold back anymore! I'm going crazy wanting sex..."

These were the words Kikazuko truly wanted to shout out.

"I know." Hiroshi had also long exceeded his limit of endurance.

"It's about to start, and it seems you feel the same way."

"No..."

But her voice was weak. Hiroshi's body recoiled, spreading Kikazuko's legs wide, and

all her strength vanished.

Hiroshi squeezed between her legs, squinting his eyes, admiring the woman's private parts for a moment, but after a long while , filled with power

, he pressed his throbbing penis against the woman's entrance. Kikazuko felt something hard at her entrance and immediately

and eagerly prepared to receive it. This feeling immediately spread to the mucous membranes of her labia, which writhed as if trying to suck in

the man's penis. It's been a few years since her divorce...?

Kiwako's mature body hadn't forgotten the dazzling sexual pleasure she'd learned from men.

So, anticipating trembling and spasms, Hiroshi reached out to locate the entrance, parting the petals into a V-

shape with his fingertips before thrusting in forcefully.

"Wow! Ugh... Ah..."

As the hot penis penetrated deeply, her already almost fiery lips began to throb.

"Ah... I can't take it..."

The young man cried out as he felt the flesh undulating around his penis, his hips

undulating even more rhythmically. As the thrusting increased, the thin membrane of Kiwako's vagina

made obscene sounds with each in-and-out movement of the man's penis. Kiwako was overwhelmed by the sensation of the penis, which her fingers couldn't perceive, and by waves of pleasure

, twisting her hips in rhythm with the young man's movements.

"Yes! Yes! More! Ah... What should I do! I'm going crazy!... Please help me...

I'm already... Ah..."

The grown-up penis seemed to be relentlessly probing and digging into Kiwako's tender flesh, reaching towards her uterus. Naturally, Hiroshi's penis

entered her body, and waves of different orgasms assaulted Kiwako's entire body. The final moment was imminent, but

it hadn't yet reached the point of enveloping Kiwako's entire body.

Hiroshi, though young, was remarkably patient. Kiwako's frenzied state before him was incredibly stimulating, but

Hiroshi persisted.

"Ah...!" Suddenly, Kiwako's entire body stiffened, her eyes glazed over, her pupils unfocused.

At the same time, she bit down on the inner thigh of Hiroshi's raging penis, gradually tightening with unbelievable force.

"I'm going to cum! I... I'm going to cum! Come on! Together... Come on...!"

Seeing such an intense scene, Hiroshi finally opened the gates of his lower body. Kiwako

felt . From the majestic cannon came a series of fiery shots, four, five, six times—

an unbelievable number—delivering its essence deep into the woman's body. As Hiroshi's shrunken penis quietly

slid out of her opening, Kiwako's still, secret cave, filled with lustful fluids, emitted a faint fragrance, as if

still lingering with unfinished pleasure. Hiroshi, watching this, couldn't help but sigh!

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