Mother and Boy

The
"Qingfeng Inn" was a small inn, run by his mother, Rieko.
Her husband had been dead for four years; she was in her prime, now forty. A forty-year-old woman, with a mature body, needed physical comfort, but her husband, who had nourished her, was gone. Who would care for her empty, lonely body? She spent each day alone, each day feeling like an eternity.
On cold, desolate winter nights, Rieko, as his mother, would crawl naked into bed. Hisahiko, who had grown up close to Rieko since birth, never had any strange thoughts, as he himself had a habit of sleeping naked.
Rieko's body was a little cold, like the chilling north wind, but as long as she lay still, a source of heat would rise within her, as if a stove were placed in the bed. Heahiko could sleep peacefully by being close to her. Having grown up in the snowy country, Rieko's body was as warm as white rice cake. Until middle school, Hisahiko had always fallen asleep suckling at Rieko's nipple.
"It's all because you love sucking so much, this place has gotten so big." Rieko stroked the thumb-sized nipple with her palm. Because Yuhiko loved sucking, Rieko really didn't know how to refuse.
Hisahiko loved Rieko's full breasts the most. When he was a child, he always had the illusion that they belonged to him. As for other parts, such as his lower abdomen or his pubic hairy genitals, his plump buttocks, he didn't often get close to them because of a strange fear.
Sometimes Hisahiko's toes would accidentally touch the pubic hairy area. At that time, Hisahiko would immediately pull his toes back. Rieko found that look ridiculous. She would deliberately thrust her genitals up and get closer to Hisahiko, who was grabbing her breasts, and make lewd panting sounds.
"What's so scary about this place? Hmm..." He knew the answer already! Hisahiko was very angry and opened his mouth to bite the protruding nipple hard.
"Ouch! It hurts..." Rieko turned her back to Hisahiko, "I don't care about you anymore! I won't let you suck my nipples!" Then she made a snoring sound.
Rieko's body was warm, but her buttocks, which were raised towards Hisahiko, felt icy cold. Hisahiko held his buttocks with both hands, looking very sad, as if all the warmth from Rieko's body had been completely drained by her cold buttocks. His small hands touched her buttocks, which were as big as a wall, but no matter how he stretched, he couldn't reach her front. His hands, with tears of sadness on his face, gripped her plump buttocks. Hisahiko finally fell asleep. Hisahiko had never seen his father's face.
"He went on a trip to a very far country. He'll bring you lots of local specialties when he comes back!" Rieko had only said this to Hisahiko once.
Hisahiko still remembered the look of annoyance on Rieko's face when he stubbornly pressed her for her father's whereabouts. From then on, he never touched on that topic again. He thought to himself that it didn't matter that his father was gone, as long as he had his mother, Rieko, he wouldn't be lonely.
"You look a lot like your mother..."
a neighboring customer said to Hisahiko. "You look like a girl."
Every time this kind of praise came, Hisahiko would blush. You look a lot like Rieko... He was naturally happy to be told that, but he didn't agree that you looked like a girl. Hisahiko really wanted to be a strong man. He always
spent a lot of time admiring himself in the mirror. Sigh... If only his eyebrows were a little thicker. His eyebrows were long and thin like a crescent moon, his eyes were big with double eyelids and long eyelashes, his nose was delicate and straight, and his lips were as red as cherries. His delicate features were practically a carbon copy of Rieko's.
Behind the shop were six small living rooms, each about the size of a rice paddy, with a fire pit in the middle. Hisahiko often sat by the fire pit, helping to watch the shop. A neighboring room, eight rice paddies in size, separated by a paper door, served as their bedroom.
Because Rie loved to drink, she would become quite cheerful when slightly tipsy, gesticulating wildly and singing lewd tunes. The guests accompanying her would happily clap and join in. At these times, Hisahiko always felt the urge to plug his ears; even with his head buried under the covers, the laughter and chatter from the living rooms could still be clearly heard through the paper door.
When Rieko was flattered by the guests' words and became even more excited, she would open her throat and sing at the top of her lungs.
"Oh dear... Langtai's a womanizer, going around picking flowers everywhere..." The lewd laughter of the guests rolled in like a tidal wave. Although Hisahiko didn't quite understand the meaning of the slang, he could vaguely grasp the vulgar and low-class feeling brewing in that noisy atmosphere. Hisahiko finally managed to fall asleep, suppressing his anger. If he were to wake up suddenly now, he would forget the reason for his anger, only feeling that some unpleasantness lingered.
At dawn, Hisahiko went to school with a slightly unpleasant feeling. It was a strange emotion; he felt that he shouldn't be ignored like this. An unhappy thought lingered in his mind. That melancholy atmosphere shrouded the world in gray, and Hisahiko was inexplicably immersed in this opaque feeling.
But in the haze, he had the feeling that there was a dark shadow in the middle of the snow-white center line. The organs were dripping with crystal beads of sweat, making Rieko's abdomen sticky. At this time, would Rieko say something like, "Huh? Is she asleep?" or was she pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed? Hisahiko couldn't guess.
However, silence implies consent. Hisahiko deliberately rubbed his penis against Rieko's abdomen, and no matter how much he rubbed, Rieko's abdomen wouldn't move. When Hisahiko thrust in forcefully, the soft flesh would gradually indent, and because the surrounding flesh was so full, the indented muscles would bounce Hisahiko's penis back. Even when bounced back, Hisahiko wouldn't stop. This sensation from Rieko's abdomen made him indulge in the game again and again.
Hisahiko didn't know this was masturbation. The pleasure transmitted from the friction of Rieko's full abdomen to the bulge between her thighs was almost unbearable for Hisahiko.
Hisahiko felt a slight urge to cry and had to hold Rieko's buttocks. For some reason, as he held her buttocks, Rieko suddenly arched her body, pointing her round buttocks high at Hisahiko. Hisahiko had no choice but to tightly grasp her full, white buttocks.
His genitals, which he had originally intended to rub against her abdomen, were already engorged with blood. Hisahiko, grasping Rieko's cold buttocks, suddenly made another discovery. His mournful face instantly brightened; he felt an indescribable surge of emotion at Rieko's firm, elastic buttocks.
This ejaculation was Hisahiko's first experience since birth. Instantly, Rieko's buttocks tensed, her muscles twitching. The area where Hisahiko's penis was pressed against her lower abdomen was itchy, but her breathing remained steady. While Hisahiko slept, Rieko secretly climbed out of bed and went to the toilet.
The sound of rain, like a rapid drumbeat, echoed from the eaves. From the toilet window, one could see the banana tree in the courtyard. The banana leaves stretched out in all directions, raindrops constantly falling on them, making a pattering sound. The large leaves, seemingly unable to bear the weight, swayed violently, scattering a light drizzle. Rieko stood at the toilet window, her eyes gazing blankly at the thin lines of rain.
Hisahiko was now in his third year of middle school, experiencing a rapid growth spurt. A few pimples appeared on his face, and a few light blue whiskers grew under his nose.
"Oh dear! You're getting uglier the older you get!"
Among the guests at the inn, drunken men often groped her, even trying to seduce her. But these men were incredibly ugly, and their despicable behavior disgusted her. They were about the same age as her deceased husband and aroused her sexual interest; on the contrary, they made her reminisce about her husband's past. She didn't harbor any lust; her uprightness allowed her to remain calm and resist the surge of her desires.
But when the young man, Dalang, came to stay at the inn, her long-dormant desires reignited. Like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, she burned uncontrollably. Her unforgettable lust ignited quickly when she met Dalang; he was the man of her dreams, fatally attracting her.
Every night, the image of a man would appear in her mind. Her vulva desperately craved the comfort and lubrication of a penis. Unable to bear the unbearable itching, she used sweet potatoes and cosmetic bottles to quench her thirst. She masturbated with these to quell her arousal, but nothing felt as good or as pleasurable as Da Lang's real penis. Her days were filled with such torment; she couldn't bear the suffering
any longer. "Today I can't wait and endure any longer," she thought. "Tonight I must go to Da Lang's place and find out why he hasn't come to see me, leaving me in this unrequited love." Once she made up her mind, she no longer hesitated and resolved to go to Da Lang's place to investigate. It was midnight when she left her room; the inn's rooms were all silent.
"Great... Your penis is big and hard... It feels so good to penetrate your wet cunt."
"Boss lady...
Your wet cunt is so horny... so powerful... I..." There were many toilet papers piled on the bed, and used tissues stained with semen were scattered everywhere around the bed. It seemed that their battle had not been just once or twice, and this passionate lovemaking had been going on many times.
As the man's penis penetrated, Da Lang kept stroking the woman's buttocks. Rieko's wet cunt was being fucked to the extreme, and she uttered "So good, so good" seductive moans. The man and woman were passionately intertwined until the man's penis ejaculated into the woman's flower core before it came to an end.
"What does it matter! I only know that my wet cunt is flowing a lot."
"Today it lasted longer, and your penis was hard. This feeling is wonderful. My wet cunt feels incredibly comfortable and unforgettable. If we get married, we can have 'pleasure' time every night. Da Lang, let's get married soon. " "
Tairo stopped to look at Rieko, who had curled up, which intensified his sexual urges. Rieko's exposed breasts were extremely beautiful; Tairo lowered his face and gently sniffed them.
Finally, unable to resist, Tairo quickly pulled down his trousers! He grasped his exposed penis, that thick, fleshy penis. A painful yet terrifying pleasure surged from the center of his body to the top of his head. In that indescribable ecstasy, Rieko saw the enormous penis in Tairo's hand...
That wonderful feeling permeated Rieko's entire body. His tongue slid up and down, back and forth, in the hollow of Rieko's cracked flesh! That action made Rieko feel so good she couldn't bear it! She couldn't quell the flames of desire within her. She let out a moan. Her previous shyness had long since vanished."
"Ah..." Her whole body was in unbearable pain at this moment, the penis inside her was moving forcefully, and this first time was truly painful.
But gradually, the pain left Rieko, and in its place came waves of pleasure that surrounded her body. She increasingly liked this special relationship between a man and a woman, the rod going deeper and deeper inside her. Rieko felt an extreme pain.
Taro made a sound, which startled Rieko from her reverie and brought her back to reality. Taro forcefully spread Rieko's legs, and she saw the dark pubic hair, which seemed to be bewitching her. A feeling of excitement stirred within her, but she tried her best to control herself.
"Let me switch!" Taro said, getting up and running his hand between Rie's spread legs to stroke the dense black hair.
"Ah! How beautiful!"
Rie's lower body exuded a strong and rich fragrance, so alluring! Her love juice flowed from between her flesh, Taro thought, this woman is truly a lustful woman.
Taro grabbed his penis. He lowered his waist, wanting to enter her body, but Rie grabbed Taro's arm.
"Open your legs... a little... a little..."
"Ugh..." Rie let out a whimper, feeling Taro's penis thrust into her body, she couldn't help but cry out.
"Does it hurt?"
"No..."
"You feel good!"
Taro asked deliberately, wanting Rie to say that it felt good herself.
"Does it hurt like this?" Taro seemed to notice something strange, so he gently asked her in her ear.
"Yes!" Rieko said at this moment, "Can you wait a moment?"
"Rieko..."
"What, what..."
Taro's waist moved faster and faster, and he called out the woman's name. Rieko wondered when Taro would ejaculate.
Taro's whole body felt hot, and his penis was getting harder and harder! At this moment, the walls of Rieko's vagina near her uterus were also getting hot. Her waist was also moving up and down instinctively!
At this moment, Rieko was completely immersed in this very passionate atmosphere! She lay there, Taro thrusting and rotating in and out of her vagina, and gradually she felt very satisfied.
He pushed into her vagina, thrusting inside her. Rieko completely forgot to think about who the man on top of her was. Taro's face on the bed looked tense. ——————————————————————————–
II
“Good morning, get up…”
He silenced her with a kiss, and in the midst of their frantic embrace, he roughly stripped off Rieko’s clothes. Because Rieko’s naked body touched Taro’s body at the waist, she immediately felt his erection.
“You… it’s too bright here…”
Her armpits were covered in Taro’s wet saliva, and her breasts were swollen and engorged.
Taro’s towel had already been removed!
“Ah… really…”
The bright sun, its soft morning light streaming into the room filled with desire.
“You… I don’t think so…”
“Last night, after making love with you, I learned how to improve and make you more comfortable.”
Taro’s hand slipped between his legs, pulling out his steel-hard penis.
"This thing is yours!" he chuckled, then added, "What's there to hold back between us? Come and hold my rod!"
"Rieko! Hurry!..."
She gently grasped the rod near her lower abdomen. The smooth, glistening glans and the long shaft grew larger and larger with each stroke! Rieko's fingers rubbed the shaft, feeling the rod in her hand as hard as a rock.
"Rieko, let me see your naked body..."
"What?"
She felt her body under Taro's gaze, as if a beam of light were shining upon her. An unbearable shyness welled up within her, but this was followed by a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. Rieko was now completely aroused.
Deep within her body, a woman's smooth, clear, and fragrant love fluid overflowed, flowing in a stream down the inside of her legs. She gradually felt Taro exhale with a sense of emotion! Taro's eyes followed the flowing love fluid, tracking it intently.
"Enjoy it... just welcome my giant rod..."
The swollen shaft moved back and forth inside, rubbing against the walls of her flesh. It made a soft, sizzling sound, like fleshy lips rubbing against flesh, going in and out!
"You... are so good... ahh..."
Rieko let out intermittent, pleasurable moans, and she became intensely aroused! She kept lifting her body to welcome the rod, allowing it to penetrate deeper into her body, her waist bobbing upwards to receive it.
Finally, Taro inserted the rod perfectly, penetrating deeper and deeper into her cave. Taro's breath grew faster and faster! The sounds he made were mixed with pleasurable moans.
"Almost...almost coming..." that eager voice rang out!
Rieko in this ecstasy was different from her first time! She uttered words of deep intoxication, and he continued thrusting violently, faster and faster...
"Rieko...Rieko..."
"You..."
"So good..."
"Ah..." As Dairou uttered those words, the tip of his penis ejaculated!
At that moment, Rieko felt a paralyzing, fragmented sensation throughout her body, an intense pleasure! It felt like a hazy, dreamlike state! ——————————————————————————–
"Have you ever seen scenes like that in movies?"
"What scenes?"
"The male and female leads lying on the grass..."
She turned around, deliberately showing him her bare breasts: "In the warm sunshine, in the gentle breeze...a man and a woman lying on the grass making love..."
Dairou stared at her, dumbfounded.
"I've never done this before..."
"What about you, Dalang!"
"Oh! No..."
"Lying on the grass, sleeping, playing in the open air of nature! Making love like this must be different from anything else, it must be so much fun. "
She said, moving her feet. She walked through the tall wild grass on the hillside towards a large rock behind it. Before disappearing into the grass, she glanced back at Dalang. Dalang's eyes widened, looking flattered.
"Come here! The grass here is so tall and long, like a tent."
She disappeared into the grass: "And there's a big rock here, like a bed."
He followed her. She had already taken off all her clothes; in the sunlight, her flesh was dazzlingly white.
As he walked towards her, he could hear his own heart pounding, "Thump! Thump! Thump!"...
She lay down on the rock. Lying on her side, facing him. She was completely waiting for him, that perfect fruit, that full nectar, waiting for him to take it.
He stepped forward, trembling with excitement.
She smiled at him, then said in her softest voice, "Aren't you going to take off your clothes?"
"Take off my clothes...?" he hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, yes, take off my
clothes..." He stripped naked as quickly as possible. And so, in broad daylight, the two of them began their intimate acts in the bedroom.
His tongue touched her bouncy skin, and she trembled with pleasure. She fell on top of him, and now they were intertwined. Her hands boldly and unrestrainedly roamed down his body, and immediately, she touched his erect penis, throbbing with desire.
Full of vitality, a power, a latent power enough to conquer her!
Her hand slipped into the gap of his zipper. Her boldness and unbridled nature made Da Lang's eyes widen; he couldn't believe it was real. He had been captured by her; he was already in her grasp! He knew that for the rest of his life, he had become her captive without any resistance…
"You know I like you… you deliberately tease me, play with me…"
"I'm not playing with you, I want to play with you… I'll let you play with me, I play with you, you play with me!" ——————————————————————————–
The room was small, containing only a desk, a record player speaker box, and an old canvas bed. Besides these, there was only a bookshelf, haphazardly piled with books. Hisahiko sat down on the edge of the canvas bed and bent down to pick up the beer bottles from the floor.
Hisahiko sighed and got up to tidy up her room. Ever since his first time with his mother, Rieko, he hadn't been able to forget her…
Hisahiko wanted to see Junko. Thinking of her, Hisahiko quickened his pace.
After tidying the room, Hisahiko could invite her in, or perhaps he could go to her room, but he didn't know if her "Mr. Naganuma" was there. Mr. Naganuma was her boyfriend; he often came to see her, and once they closed their door, they would stay inside for hours, and he didn't know what they did in there.
Hisahiko took the beer bottles, stepped out of the room, and put them in the kitchen. As Hisahiko came out of the kitchen, he suddenly heard an angry shout from the living room.
Actually, she wasn't much older than Hisahiko. Hisahiko was eighteen this year, and she was at most twenty. With her fair skin and innocent expression, she seemed like a pure young girl.
The love of beauty is human nature, and Runzi was not only beautiful but also voluptuous and maturely developed. At home, she liked to wear a sheer, light nightgown. Sometimes, when she went to the bathroom, the nightgown would billow in the fan, revealing her long, slender, fair legs, making Hisahiko's blood boil. However, when her eyes met Hisahiko's, he couldn't help but blush. Perhaps that was why she liked him.
That day, only Hisahiko and Runzi were on the entire floor. They sat on the sofa in the living room, the lights off, only a wall lamp casting a dim glow. Hisahiko stole a glance at her; her face was covered with a thin layer of powder, which looked particularly alluring under the light.
She had just returned from outside, wearing a very short pink mini-skirt. Hisahiko glanced at one of her smooth, fleshy legs, and his heart began to pound. He lowered his head, remaining silent.
She seemed intent on teasing him, not letting her guard down. His gaze fell on her thigh exposed outside her skirt, and his heart pounded. She deliberately pulled her skirt up, revealing her full, snow-white thigh completely.
Her voice was magnetic: "Why?" she teased. Hisahiko
remained silent, his eyes wanting to see her alluring thigh, yet afraid she would notice, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Suddenly, she reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder. His body jolted, as if he had been electrocuted.
She giggled and asked, "If you had the chance, would you?"
Hisahiko knew what she meant, and a warm, itchy fire burned within him.
Her hands rubbed Jiu Yan's back from top to bottom. Jiu Yan glanced at her; in the dim light, her beautiful eyes were watery, her cherry lips slightly parted, her delicate nose twitched, and half of her body suddenly leaned into Jiu Yan's arms.
Jiu Yan felt as if he were enveloped in a ball of fire. Jiu Yan had seen scenes of male and female protagonists flirting in movies; he should know what to do in this situation. But Jiu Yan's mind went blank; he was stunned by the sudden warmth.
She clearly understood Jiu Yan, taking the initiative completely, her slender hands slowly sliding from his back to his chest to unbutton his shirt. At the same time, she tilted her head back and kissed Jiu Yan's lips. A nimble little tongue immediately slipped into Jiu Yan's mouth.
Jiu Yan sucked like a newborn infant greedily suckling at his mother's milk. Her sweet saliva continuously flowed into Jiu Yan's mouth. Upon seeing Jiu Yan's reaction, she let out a soft moan and wrapped her arms tightly around him.
Her cherry
lips pressed even closer to Jiu Yan's, sucking and biting him repeatedly, as if she wanted to devour him! At that moment, Jiu Yan felt a strong urge.
His hand, which was around her slender waist, slid down and between her legs. When his hand touched her smooth, elastic skin, her body trembled, and she squeezed his hand between her legs.
In that instant, Jiu Yan seemed to go mad, his hand moving between her legs, kneading and rubbing, as if he wanted to crush and tear her apart. Yes, Jiu Yan almost impulsively tore her nylon panties; if it weren't for her "mmm" pushing him away, this action would have allowed him to see the two nipples on her firm breasts.
She lifted her legs and turned over on the bed. In that movement, Jiu Yan noticed a dark patch between her legs, suggesting she wasn't wearing underwear.
Jiu Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then, she untied her robe, took Jiu Yan's hand, and pressed it towards her breasts. Jiu Yan hadn't expected her to act so quickly; before he could even react, his right hand had already touched a soft, plump breast. While her breasts weren't as large as the ones in movies, they were firm and elastic.
As Jiu Yan pressed down, he felt the nipple in his hand gradually harden. Without her prompting, Jiu Yan's left hand slipped inside, quickly grasping her other breast. She reached out and began to unbutton Jiu Yan's clothes.
When Hisahiko and Junko were naked together, Hisahiko gazed at her beautiful body and stammered, "Junko-neechan, you have a beautiful figure."
She looked at him with seductive eyes, smiled charmingly, and said, "Tell me, what's your favorite part?"
"I like everything..."
Hisahiko knelt on the bed, looking down at her naked body. Her chest rose and fell, her two beautiful breasts perked up. Her pink nipples gleamed alluringly. Her skin was like white jade, translucent and beautiful; every part of her was exquisite.
Hisahiko stared at her body, almost unable to believe he had the chance to face such a naked beauty.
As she rose, her breasts trembled. Hisahiko greedily watched the movement of her breasts.
Her hands, which had been covering him, were parted, and she reached out and grasped Hisahiko's manhood. She was still giggling, like a child receiving a beloved toy, caressing it tenderly.
Hisahiko felt a warm current rising from below, upwards.
"Fujihira," she called Hisahiko's name, "Your place is so magnificent! I love it." Her voice, like a six-stringed zither, plucked at Hisahiko's heart. Hisahiko
's heart skipped a beat, and he softly cried out, "Ah!"
Hearing Hisahiko's cry, her hands moved even faster.
Hisahiko gazed at her; her watery, alluring eyes never left his manhood, as if spitting fire. Hisahiko kneaded those two mounds of flesh, teasing his nipples with his fingertips.
Suddenly, she pushed herself up and sat up. Before Jiu Yan could understand what she would do next, she bent down, parted her lips slightly, and took what she was holding into her mouth. In an instant, Jiu Yan felt an unusual pleasure, a ticklish, tingling sensation.
Jiu Yan leaned forward to meet her, and she reached her hands under his buttocks, sucking on what was in her mouth. Jiu Yan felt as if he were on a cloud, waves of warmth washing over him. He wished this moment could last forever.
Her moist lips licked and teased, her nimble tongue probing inside, her shapely buttocks swaying back and forth.
Suddenly, Jiu Yan reached out and placed his hands on her plump, round buttocks, kneading them vigorously. At this moment, Jiu Yan realized that if this continued, she would still get nothing. But her hands gripping Jiu Yan's buttocks were so strong that he couldn't break free. It seemed she had no intention of giving Jiu Yan true pleasure. Since that was the case, Jiu Yan, like a horse let loose, indulged in every sensation from her tongue.
Suddenly, she stopped, released Jiu Yan, and sat up. Then, she lay down, spreading her long, shapely legs apart, and said in a seductive voice, "Give it to me! Jiu Yan."
Seeing the scene before him, Jiu Yan noticed the stream had overflowed its banks. Without hesitation, he pressed himself against her. His chest pressed against her breasts, and fearing she couldn't breathe, he supported himself with his hands to let her breathe.
But she opened her arms and tightly embraced him, uttering a voice that was utterly captivating: "Hold me tight! Jiu Yan! Please hold me tight."
Jiu Yan pressed his entire weight down on her, and she let out a long sigh, closing her eyes, seemingly feeling immense relief.
He tried for a long time, but to no avail. She giggled seductively and asked, "Can't find it? Do you want me to help you?"
Jiu Yan didn't answer, his weapon erect. He couldn't believe his target, which he'd clearly seen just moments before, had vanished so suddenly!
Seeing that Jiu Yan remained silent, she simply embraced him, tilting her head and panting softly, "You're making me so itchy! Mmm."
As she spoke, her right hand moved downwards, groping for the hard tube, helping Jiu Yan find his target. Finally, they touched it!
When the two pressed tightly together, she let out a soft cry, "Ah! Ah!"
Jiu Yan thrust like a madman, a fire burning within him. Although Jiu Yan had no experience, he knew this most basic action.
Under Jiu Yan's rapid onslaught, she kept moaning, her lower abdomen thrusting against him.
Suddenly, she cupped Jiu Yan's head in her hands and said, "Slow down!"
"Does it hurt?" Looking at her face, Jiu Yan secretly regretted his roughness.
She shook her head and whispered in Hisahiko's ear, "You're so fast, it's easy..."
She took a breath, her lower abdomen contracting slightly, then continued, "Slow down, so Hisahiko has more time."
Under her guidance, Hisahiko controlled himself and slowly satisfied her.
"Hisahiko, I didn't expect you to improve so quickly!" she said.
Hisahiko was stunned, staring at her.
She pinched Hisahiko's shoulder.
"How did you know?" Hisahiko looked up, surprised.
Hisahiko glanced at her round, plump buttocks and slender waist. He opened the door and left her room.
It was late at night when Hisahiko reached the street. Facing the evening breeze, Hisahiko took a deep breath. What had just happened seemed like a dream.

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