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"Darling... who is that person? Someone you know...? He seems like a very restless person."

"No... it's the masseur. You always say you're tired and want to get rid of the fatigue, didn't you keep asking me for one?"

"A massage? Darling, you seem even gentler than usual today, but I feel so happy."

"This is our first trip together in a long time, so I just want to serve you as much as possible today."

"Hmm... which kind of service would you like...?"

"Anything is fine, then... let's go to the hot springs and have dinner first. I've already booked a massage for 11 pm."

Daisuke and Misaki left the lobby after checking at the hotel and headed towards their room.

(Is this really okay, sir? Um... I'm not worried about future trouble, but that lady is such a beauty...) As Daisuke and Misaki walked towards their room, neither of them noticed that the blind masseur with a full beard was watching them sharply behind his sunglasses.

Daisuke and Misaki soaked in the hot spring until dinner. After a sumptuous dinner in their room, they sat by the window, sipping red wine.

"Ah~~ Soaking in the hot spring is so relaxing, and then there's a delicious dinner and red wine. I feel like all my usual fatigue has been blown away like dandelion seeds in the wind."

"I'm so glad to hear you say that."

After drinking a little wine, Daisuke noticed Misaki's cheeks were flushed a charming red, and he beckoned to her.

"Hmm~~"

Misaki gazed into Daisuke's eyes, placed the wine glass with the remaining wine on the table, and straddled Daisuke's lap as if sitting in a chair.

"Misaki..."

"Darling... it's... not nine o'clock yet..."

"Then... how many times can I do it today?"

"..., as many times as you want..."

Misaki wrapped her arms around Daisuke's neck and kissed him passionately. Daisuke untied the sash of Misaki's yukata while caressing the plump buttocks of Misaki sitting on his lap.

“Darling…I’m already…like this…”

Misaki was being kissed by Daisuke as he pulled her closer, his hard penis pressing against her soft skin through her yukata. Misaki pulled off the yukata herself.

“Misaki, let’s go to the bed…”

Daisuke picked up Misaki, who was only wearing her underwear on her lap, and carried her to the bedding that had been made immediately after dinner.

In the brightly lit room, Daisuke removed Misaki’s underwear from her back on the bedding, put on his own yukata, and took her breast into his mouth.

“Ah…ah ah…darling…it feels…so good…it’s been so long…ah ah…it feels so…pleasant…”

Daisuke and Misaki have two children, a sixth-grade daughter and a first-year middle school son. The four of them rented a two-bedroom, two-living room (living room + dining room) and one-kitchen apartment.

Recently, their daughter, a first-year middle school student, has begun to learn about sex, so the couple planned a trip just for the two of them, with sex as the sole purpose.

Today, Daisuke left the two children with their grandparents and embarked on their planned journey. The openness of not having to worry about being seen by the children made them feel exceptionally excited.

Daisuke gently caressed Misaki's breasts, moving his body to her lower body. He spread Misaki's legs apart and pressed his face against her still-wet, lustful vulva.

"Ah...it's been so long since I've seen...Misaki's pussy...I haven't tasted it for at least half a year, I've almost forgotten what it tastes like..." "

Hmm...it's not so easy to do that at home...ah...faster...darling...come on..."

The moment Misaki boldly requested Daisuke in a coquettish voice, Daisuke had already extended his tongue and begun to lick Misaki's lustful vulva.

Despite the lack of sufficient caresses, Misaki's wanton vulva still radiated a burning desire, and the sweet juices seeping from her vulva spread across Daisuke's tongue.

"Ah...ah...darling...so...so good..."

Misaki's fair thighs tightly clamped around Daisuke's head, who was licking her vulva with his tongue. The pleasure coursing through her body made Misaki arch her back, and unrestrained gasps and moans escaped her lips. Daisuke impatiently

smeared his saliva haphazardly on Misaki's still wet vulva with his tongue, and then extended his fingers toward Misaki's clitoris.

"Ah...darling...so...so good...ah mmm..."

"Misaki...me too...I can't hold back anymore..."

Daisuke said, his erect and angry penis thrusting into Misaki's still wet vulva.

"Ah...it hurts...it hurts...darling...darling husband...slower...slower...oh oh oh..."

Daisuke ignored the discomfort caused to Misaki by the forced penetration, twisting his waist violently the moment he entered, and then quickly ejaculated.

"H-husband...what's wrong..."

"I...I'm sorry...it's been too long...I wasn't paying attention..."

"Hmm...it's okay, I'll go take a shower and wash up first..."

"Hmm...come back later, and we'll continue..."

Misaki looked at Daisuke strangely, walking naked into the bathroom.

(Now's the time...) Daisuke watched Misaki go into the bathroom, took out his phone, whispered something, and then hung up.

Not long after Daisuke hung up, there was a knock on the door of the hotel room.

"Ah...please come in. Come on, this way, watch your step."

"Misaki, the masseur is here..."

Daisuke tidied up the bedding from when he and Misaki had made love, led the masseur to Misaki's bedding, and gave her a yukata in the bathroom.

"Misaki, I'm coming in..."

"Honey...ah, thank you for getting me the yukata, but...where are my underwear?"

"Huh? Misaki, didn't you bring it in? It's okay if you don't have underwear...I'm right here with you anyway...it's alright, the masseur can't see anyway...just leave it like this...go out now."

Daisuke handed the yukata to Misaki, who was wrapped in a large towel and waiting for him in the bathroom, urged her on, and then came out of the bathroom.

(Why is this...this feels so strange...but...it seems there's no other way...) Misaki put on the yukata, completely naked, tied the ties carefully, and returned to the room where Daisuke and the masseur had been.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Ah...it's alright, you must be Madam? Thank you for giving me this opportunity to serve you."

The masseur behind the sunglasses didn't turn his face directly to Misaki, but casually lowered his head slightly.

"Misaki, let's start the massage quickly now, I'll be watching TV next to you..."

"That's true...well, masseur...please take care of me..."

"So, can you lie down facing this way?"

Misaki lay down in front of the masseuse, her face towards Daisuke's sleeping bedding, gazing at him as he lay sprawled watching TV.

(Ugh~ Daisuke, really, he interrupted me halfway through... It still hurts there... It should feel better after the massage, right...) Misaki muttered to herself, staring at Daisuke's back, as the masseuse's hand touched her shoulder.

(Mmm... Ah... So... So comfortable... A professional masseuse is definitely different...) The warmth of the masseuse's palms seeped through the thin yukata onto Misaki's body. Her body was gently massaged, and she peacefully closed her eyes, relaxing her entire body while enjoying the masseuse's touch.

The quiet masseuse gradually moved her hand down her lower body, not just her back.

Misaki felt a surge of pleasure, and the sensual fire floating throughout her body seemed to ignite and spread throughout her entire being, as if it had been infused with oil.

(So comfortable...no...not there...I...my heart is pounding from the massage, I want it again...oh...I'm going to moan...) Under the masseur's hands, Misaki felt as if every nerve in her body was concentrated in his hands, every inch of her body reacting, causing her to press her face to the pillow, suppressing her moans.

(Hmm...it seems...my desire is gradually being ignited...) "Ahem...ah...madam, I'm sorry...I'm sorry."

"No...it's alright..."

The masseur coughed lightly a few times and began to speak softly to Misaki.

"Hmm...? Your husband seems to be asleep, he's snoring a little."

"Hmm...ah...he really is asleep..."

"Your husband...seems very tired..."

Misaki raised her face and looked back at Daisuke, who was lying on his back, mouth wide open, snoring soundly.

"Madam...you've probably been accumulating fatigue for a long time...Your husband said he only called for a massage with your permission, so please don't hesitate to tell us if any of your muscles are sore."

"Um...okay..."

Misaki turned her face to look up at the masseur, who, as usual, didn't look at her and continued massaging her face.

(He really can't see.) Taking advantage of Misaki's conversation to divert her attention, the masseur's hands unconsciously moved to her lower body, massaging from her waist to her thighs.

(Mmm...ah...so comfortable...) The masseur's hands moved from her waist, through her buttocks, to her thighs, and Misaki, enduring the increasing pain in her lower body, buried her face in the pillow again.

(Ah…it…the fact that I wasn’t wearing underwear…has been discovered…um…um…) Every time the masseur’s hands passed over Misaki’s buttocks, Misaki would tremble and spasm slightly. The masseur seemed to enjoy Misaki’s body’s reaction, concentrating the massage entirely on her buttocks.

The masseur could feel that Misaki’s body had accepted his movements. Misaki felt itchy from the masseur’s constantly rubbing and deforming hands. Now, the hands, which should have been massaging her buttocks normally, were making abnormal, circular motions along the narrow creases of her buttocks.

“Madam…could you please turn your body horizontally towards your husband? Yes, just like that.”

After the masseur whispered to Misaki, Misaki immediately lay down horizontally, adopting the position the masseur wanted and moving closer to him.

Misaki slightly opened her eyes and looked at Daisuke. Daisuke was lying horizontally towards Misaki, still snoring loudly as if he were asleep.

(Daisuke… he really is the kind of person who won't get up until dawn once he falls asleep.) After confirming that Daisuke was asleep, Misaki felt a certain anticipation for the masseuse's focused massage movements.

The masseuse's fingertips slid across Misaki's ribs and waist. The masseuse's movements were clearly those of a massage, but the repetitive kneading fingers were writhing abnormally. Misaki tried to resist, but her body seemed to bend over in response to the fingers, her nose twitching and spasming as she began to let out soft moans.

"Madam… the external parts of your body have been massaged. Now, shall we… begin massaging your body… inside…?"

"…"

The masseuse's words carried a different kind of implication. Misaki understood and closed her eyes, silently surrendering her body to the masseuse.

The masseuse's hands slowly moved to Misaki's knotted sash, quietly and gently untying the knot.

The masseur, having loosened the knot in Misaki's blouse, skipped the action of removing the sash and slowly slipped his hand through the gap between the yukata and her bare skin, his burning heat approaching Misaki's breasts.

"Ah... just as I thought, this is exactly where Madam is most eager and needs a massage right now..."

The moment Misaki felt the masseur touch her nipple, her lying body convulsively arched upwards.

As the masseur slowly loosened Misaki's yukata, her hand emerged from it, her husband Daisuke still asleep beside her, her upper body completely exposed.

The masseur's fingertips reached Misaki's breasts, which were arching upwards, undulating in a circular motion, flicking and stroking the hardest nipples.

“Madam… right here. The hard spots are all concentrated here, so it’s impossible to relax them quickly. We have to be careful, until it’s completely relaxed, and absolutely must massage this hard spot in one go for the best effect.”

The masseuse murmured softly, her left hand circling Misaki’s breast while her right hand slowly began to loosen Misaki’s sash.

“Madam… this is getting in my way, I’m taking it away…”

The masseuse muttered, dragging the loosened sash. Misaki’s waist seemed to float backward as if to make the sash easier to remove.

The masseuse slowly pulled off Misaki’s sash until it was completely removed. Misaki’s yukata could no longer conceal her snow-white, mature skin, and her hand secretly moved from her shapely navel to her alluring mons pubis.

"Ha...ah...um...oh...haaah..."

When the masseur's hands easily reached Misaki's mons pubis, Misaki let out a moan that everyone could hear for the first time.

"Madam...it's about time to start the massage...please lie down in this direction..."

"Huh?! Um...okay...okay..."

Misaki was looking forward to the masseur's fingers crossing her mons pubis and touching her vulva. Although she was startled by the masseur's sudden request, she still responded.

Misaki turned her body towards the masseur, who in that instant pulled down Misaki's yukata, covering her from the waist down.

Misaki's upper body was naked, her slender waist and lower body were covered by Daisuke's yukata, and her lower body was positioned directly in the direction of the masseur.

"Well... let's begin the massage..."

The masseuse lifted Misaki's left knee, spreading her legs apart. Her right hand caressed Misaki's vulva, her fingers slipping inside.

"Ahhh...!"

Misaki's left leg bent, exposing her vulva to the masseuse's view. Daisuke's line of sight was obscured by the yukata covering her knees, making it impossible to see anything through the thin fabric.

"Heh heh... Madam, it feels quite hot and horny... this area really needs a massage..."

The masseuse slowly bent her right middle finger, which covered Misaki's burning, wet, and arousing vulva. Honey-like fluid seeped from the finger inserted into her tight, wet opening.

"Haa...oh...oh...ah...ah..."

"Madam...if you're too loud, your husband might wake up and see..."

"Ah...oh...um...um...haa..."

Misaki's unsatisfaction with Daisuke's sex life made her unusually excited and fascinated by gentle, delicate caresses. She began to greedily crave the pleasure boiling from her wet opening, desperately suppressing the moans rising within her.

While her right hand rubbed and stroked Misaki's wet opening, the masseuse slowly unbuttoned her white shirt. Once the buttons were undone, her left hand reached for Misaki's breasts.

"Ah... um... umm... so... so good... ah... ah..."

Misaki closed her eyes, letting the pleasure spread throughout her body from her vulva and the kneaded breasts. Wang Quan forgot that Daisuke was sleeping next to him, his entire mind focused on the masseur's movements.

The masseur's left hand picked up Misaki's hard, luscious nipple and rubbed it, while his middle finger began to move rapidly and intensely on her clitoris and foreskin. His right hand, which was touching her vulva, was already soaked with the overflowing honey-like fluid.

"Ah... ah... so... so good... there... it feels so good... ah..."

The masseur's thick fingers went in and out of Misaki's lustful vulva, constantly digging out her love juice. The love juice splashed out from the foreskin outside her clitoris. His fingers, covered in love juice, pulled up her clitoris and pinched it back and forth. Misaki's whole body convulsed and trembled, greedily craving the intense pleasure, clinging tightly to the masseur's knees like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.

(Ah... what... what is this...?) The waves of pleasure that had been washing over her subtly subsided, allowing Misaki to open her eyes. Beneath the masseur's white shirt lay a massive penis, far beyond Misaki's comprehension, throbbing and slapping against the back of her slender, white hands.

"Hehe, Madam... this thing doesn't mind receiving your pleasure at all..."

The pleasure surging through Misaki's cunt made her moan. Her hands were half-pushed, half-pulled by the masseur to the side of that enormous penis. Her fair hands grasped the not-yet-100% erect penis and began to gently stroke it.

"Madam... this time I've brought out everything I've stored up..."

The masseur stopped teasing Misaki's cunt, removed his white shirt, and pressed the enormous penis horizontally against Misaki's face, thrusting his face between Misaki's buttocks, which were covered by her yukata.

Misaki gripped the throbbing penis in front of her with her left hand, then moved her mouth towards it, swallowing it whole.

"Madam... your technique is amazing... well, I'll start massaging you properly then..."

Misaki's mouth was completely filled with the masseur's glans, and she began to rub the tip of the penis with her tongue. The masseur, meanwhile, was sucking on the love juices flowing from her clitoris, and two rough, jointed fingers had entered her vagina.

"Mmm... hiss... mmm... ooh... mmm... hum..."

The moment the masseur forcefully sucked her clitoris, Misaki arched her back with a loud groan, arching her back dramatically, the penis slipping out of her mouth and bobbing its head.

The masseur, in a violent posture, gripped Misaki's body, thrusting his tongue into her wanton vulva. He lifted Misaki's waist, placing her on top of him, making her limbs completely on top of him. He spread her legs even wider and inserted his fingers even deeper.

"Mmm...hmm...mmm...oh...mmm...ha...ahhh..."

Misaki's uterus was almost penetrated by the masseur's rough fingers. The intense pleasure made Misaki arch her body backward, shamelessly opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue towards the masseur's penis, licking it as if it were dripping ice cream. Her lower body, covered by a yukata, was spread to its limit. The masseur sucked on her clitoris, causing Misaki's waist to twist.

(Misaki...you feel like you're having a great orgasm...again...Misaki...another orgasm, even better...today, in front of me, let me see what Misaki's boundless lewdness looks like...) In the dim light, Daisuke slightly opened his eyes, watching the two's lewd acts, his heart filled with surging excitement. He breathed heavily, stroking his own crotch, staring intently as Misaki focused on using her tongue to entwine and suck on the seemingly thirty-centimeter-long penis.

"Mmm...mmm...good...so good...no...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I'm going to fly...ahhh..."

"Madam...you can orgasm as many times as you want...no problem...I will satisfy you...as many times as you want..."

"Ahhh...I'm...I'm going to...I'm going to...I'm going to leak...ahhh...oh mmm..."

Misaki convulsed violently on the masseur's body as if ascending to heaven. To suppress her loud gasps and moans, at the moment of orgasm, she bit down on the masseur's penis, swallowing back the surging moans.

"Madam...you'll wake your husband up...such loud moans..."

"Haa...ah...but...but...humph..."

"There's no other way...this time I'll make sure you can't make a sound..."

The masseur flipped his body over and switched places with Misaki, spreading Misaki's ankles wide apart, his huge penis aimed at Misaki's voluptuous, plump vulva.

"Madam...I'm going to slowly insert it...please tell me if it hurts..."

The masseur's waist vibrated slightly back and forth, but Misaki often pushed his penis out. He slowly sank his penis in, and Misaki took a deep breath. After his penis was completely swallowed, Misaki felt a strong, indescribable pain.

"So good... This is the first time you've tasted a penis other than your husband's... You let him in so easily..."

Misaki rolled her eyes as she swallowed the masseur's huge penis, and soon her body got used to the thick penis, and she began to twist her waist on her own.

"Madam... You got used to my **** so quickly?... You're such a slut..."

The masseur reached under Misaki's armpits as she lay back, and lifted her upper body onto his lap in one go.

"Haaah... Oh... The deepest part... It's in... Ahh..."

Misaki felt the penis thrusting forcefully upwards from below in her uterus, and she rolled her eyes again, her body arching backwards violently, her arms wrapped around the masseur's head and neck to support herself and prevent her body from falling backwards.

"Madam... Just keep going and enjoy yourself to heaven..."

After saying that, the masseur lifted Misaki's body about 20 centimeters high with both hands, and then, as Misaki's buttocks fell, he thrust upwards with all his might.

"Ah...ahhh...it's so amazing...ahhh...it's killing me...ahhh...mmm...mmm..."

The moment Misaki cried out loudly from the impact, the masseur forcefully filled Misaki's small mouth with his lips, their tongues intertwining tightly.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Under the masseur's sucking, Misaki began to emit suppressed moans that surged upwards, her waist twisting up and down.

(Misaki…that must feel so good…it must feel so good…) Beads of sweat, like pearls, appeared on her body. The masseur twisted his waist desperately on her knees, and the two of them made obscene and wet sounds as they joined together. The suppressed moans that surged upwards suffocated Misaki’s lustful body. The abnormal level of excitement caused Daisuke’s long-erect penis to fly out of his underwear.

(Oh…oh oh…again…let me see more of Misaki like this…let me see more of Misaki twisting her body so lustfully…) “Mmm…mmm…mmm oh oh oh…”

The moment the masseur’s waist pounded violently, Misaki’s voluptuous waist swayed even faster. Misaki sucked on the masseur’s tongue to welcome her second ecstatic orgasm. Her shoulders were heavy with breath, and her sexy little mouth slowly parted from the masseur’s.

"Are you satisfied now... Madam..."

"Haa... um... haa... umm..."

Misaki's moist eyes stared at the masseur, her body silent and motionless.

"Hehe... Madam still wants more, right... Someone as lewd as you can't possibly be satisfied with just this..."

The masseur didn't wait for Misaki's reply and picked her up again, thrusting violently upwards, almost lifting her up completely.

"Ahhh... so good... so good... ah... again... ah... deeper... ahhh..."

"Madam... how is this... are you about to release the slightly accumulated juices..."

"Not yet... ah... not yet... more... ah... stronger... ahhh... deeper... more..."

The masseur thrust even more forcefully, his penis pulling back to its limit, forcing Misaki into a crawling position, her vulva dripping white, cloudy juices under the violent thrusts of his huge penis.

"Mmm...ahh...so good...so good...ah...I want more...again...ahh...faster...ah...more...ahhh..."

The masseur's hands tightly gripped Misaki's delicate, smooth waist, thrusting heavily into her uterus.

To allow the penis to penetrate deeper, Misaki's plump buttocks arched high, her whole body limp and powerless, as if all her strength had been drained. She collapsed forward, her face flushed with pleasure, pressed against the sheets to support her body.

"Ahhh...again...again...I'm going to...ah...****...no...I'm going to die...ahhh...I'm having another orgasm...ahhh..."

Misaki breathed weakly, welcoming her third orgasm, but the masseur's hips did not stop thrusting into her.

"Ah...ahh...it's...no...ah...it's broken..."

"Is it over?...Is it really going to end like this?...Then...let me make one last sprint..."

"Ah...no...like this...ahh...like this I'm really going to...ahh...die...ahhh..."

As Misaki reached her fourth orgasm, the masseur's penis rubbed intensely against the folds of Misaki's tight vagina, causing Misaki to lose consciousness during her orgasm.

(Yes...yes, Dad...that's the place where Misaki feels the most pleasure when she's being fucked...) "Misaki...is this really okay?...right in front of Daisuke..."

"Don't worry, Dad...Daisuke...he definitely won't get up..."

Just a few centimeters apart, Misaki, naked, straddled her father-in-law, desperately and lewdly twisting her waist, whispering.

"Ah...Daddy...So good...Here...Play with me here...Mmm...ahhh..."

Below, the father-in-law, Kozo, was about to release his grip on Misaki's breasts. Just as their hands were about to intertwine, Daisuke's taut underwear finally caught Misaki's eye.

(Ah...Darling...So good...I'm so happy...)

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