[Urban] The Legend of a Young Man's Good Fortune and Romance (Complete) - 10-12

→Chapter 72 - Humiliating a Married Woman←

“Sir, you are the messenger of Amaterasu, your miraculous powers are known to all! You are also recognized by the Emperor, who issued an edict addressing you as ‘Sir’ instead of by name! Only you, sir, can speak with Prince Fumihito, and Prince Fumihito would surely have no choice but to do you this favor!”

Rika Lazydo pleaded almost desperately. “Mr. Ryu, please! I have no one to rely on but you!”

“Since Professor Uekusa has a long-standing relationship with the Minister of Education, Kosuke Nishimura, why don’t you ask him for help, Madam?”

Afei deliberately made things difficult for her, his eyes fixed on her alluring cleavage and full breasts, feasting his eyes on her beauty.

“That man is no good. He has been eyeing me covetously for a long time. If I go to ask him for help, it would be like a lamb entering a tiger’s den. Just thinking about his lewd and ruthless appearance makes me nauseous,”

Rika Lazydo said with disgust.

"Madam only knows he's a tiger, but how does she know I'm not a lecher?"

Ah Fei leered at her high, firm breasts and teased her blatantly.

"Sir, you jest! Look," Rika glanced shyly at Afei, her heart pounding, "Rika is old and faded, a withered flower, unworthy of your attention. You and Miss Ouyang are a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"

"Madam is so mature, beautiful, and sexy, any normal man would be eyeing her with lustful intent!"

Afei's lust surged, and he leered, "As for whether Madam is old and faded or still radiant, Afei would like to see and experience it for himself!"

Seeing Afei's lewd and blatant gaze, Rika shyly and flustered, "Sir, I'm not that kind of woman! You...you...don't do anything rash!"

Afei had already pulled the mature, beautiful woman tightly into his arms, lewdly saying, "Madam isn't that kind of woman, but I am a very casual man! I've been lusting after you for a long time, Madam, just give in to me!"

"No! No! Sir, please let me go!"

Lazy Rika struggled and resisted, but no matter what she did, she couldn't break free from Afei's embrace.

Afei, through her long skirt, directly grasped and caressed her full breasts, kneading and stroking them; they were plump, high, and incredibly elastic. Lazy Rika gasped, struggling to push away his lecherous hands, but his lustful hands held her breasts tightly. The mature and beautiful Lazy Rika felt a slight pain from his grasping and kneading, but within the pain, waves of inexplicable pleasure arose, invading the empty and lonely depths of her heart, leaving her body sore, numb, weak, and powerless.

Afei's lecherous hands roughly lifted the mature and beautiful Lazy Rika's long skirt, reaching inside to caress and rub her jade-like legs.

"Green dress, black stockings, I love it! Madam's attire is so elegant, and those jade legs are so well-maintained, so round and soft, with such a delicate feel, it's truly rare!"

Afei exclaimed, his hands busy as he kneaded her high, soft breasts with one hand and caressed her full, round thighs with the other.

"Sir, no! Please let go!"

Lazy Rika struggled and resisted, but this weak plea only fueled Afei's animalistic desires. He felt a surge of pleasure; the mature, beautiful wife, Lazy Rika, was finally begging for mercy. He loved this feeling—the woman who had always been tolerant was now pleading with him. The pleasure in his heart, combined with the pleasure in his lower body, drove him to further his actions. The ravages of his fingers gave him intense pleasure. Suddenly, Rika felt Afei's lecherous hand pressing against the mature, beautiful woman's cleavage through her pantyhose. She felt as if she'd been electrocuted, letting out a heavy gasp and pounding her fists on his chest in panic and fear. "No! Don't touch me there! Ah!"

As Afei's fingers pierced the pantyhose and brazenly kneaded her petals, she cried out softly, her pounding hands suddenly going limp, leaving only heavy gasps and pleading cries: "You can't! You can't!"

Then Afei's fingers expertly slipped inside... As he entered her lonely, secluded path, the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Rika, let out a long moan. Her jade-like legs involuntarily tightened, and her hands unconsciously grasped Afei's shirt collar. Her soft body nestled against his chest, almost collapsing, and she gasped and moaned, "Ah! Your fingers! Ah! No!"

Afei skillfully and fiercely teased her with his fingers, and the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Rika, couldn't help but gasp and moan. Her tightly closed jade-like legs even began to open on their own, allowing his fingers to penetrate more easily, more deeply, more freely, and more wantonly.

Suddenly, Afei withdrew his fingers, and Lazy Rika felt an unbearable emptiness, loneliness, and itching deep within her body. Her body involuntarily moved forward, searching for the fingers that had just invaded her. Afei lewdly teased the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Rika, saying, "Madam, do you want more?"

"No!"

Lazy Rika gasped shyly.

"So you don't want it anymore! Is that it?"

Afei deliberately teased her by pinching her petals.

"No! I didn't know! Please, spare me!"

Lazy Rika was horrified to find that although she felt humiliated, the long-dormant desire deep within her was completely aroused and aroused by the man in front of her. Her flower path was wet, her valley was muddy, and she unconsciously raised her pink hips, actively welcoming and swallowing and sucking Afei's nine vigorously moving fingers.

Afei used one hand to pull open the low neckline of her long skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white, full, soft, and still delicate breasts. After his kneading just now, the two cherries were engorged and erect, tinged with an alluring pink. Afei lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit into one of the snow-white, full breasts. The soft and tender flesh was swallowed into his mouth, smooth and white, with a delicate texture.

"No! Ah!"

Lazy Rika let out another long moan, feeling him biting and rubbing her nipples between his teeth, sucking and swallowing her breasts. Her whole body felt weak and limp, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his back to prevent herself from collapsing to the ground.

Afei lifted the mature and beautiful Lazy Rika's grass-green dress up to her waist and hips, praising, "Madam is so beautiful! Snow-white jade legs, full and beautiful buttocks, all wrapped in black transparent pantyhose. Against the backdrop of the grass-green dress, the contrast between black and white is striking, the grass and green intertwined, the valley is breathtakingly beautiful!"

"Don't look! No!"

Lazy Rika gasped shyly.

"Madam, you're wearing such sexy thongs, you're so lewd!"

Afei tore the mature and beautiful Lazy Rika's black pantyhose, caressing and kneading her plump, snow-white, round buttocks.

"No! No! No!"

the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Hu Lixiang, pleaded in humiliation, panting and moaning. Afei pressed tightly against Lazy Hu Lixiang's exposed, smooth body, sucking on her firm breasts with his mouth, while one hand grasped and kneaded her other soft, firm, and erect breast. His other hand reached into her lower body, lewdly teasing her. Lazy Hu Lixiang blushed with shyness, her cheeks flushed, her shyness boundless, and a long-dormant physiological need grew stronger. Soon, a thick, slippery fluid of lust flowed from Lazy Hu Lixiang's lower body, and the two rosy, round nipples on her full, firm, soft breasts gradually hardened and stood erect.

Afei unleashed his enormous member, now as hard as iron and steel, rubbing it provocatively between the mature, beautiful woman's legs. "No! You can't! You can't! Ah—"

Seeing his breathtakingly large member, Rika struggled frantically in horror, but as he thrust into her violently, all she could manage was a heart-wrenching groan, "Ah! It hurts so much!"

"Sister, why is it still so tight inside?"

Afei clearly felt that the passage of this mature, beautiful woman was so narrow and tight, no less than that of a virgin.

"We haven't done it for more than three years! Please, spare me! I'm a married woman! Please!"

Lazy Lady Rika's eyebrows were furrowed as she groaned and begged for mercy.

"What a pity that such beautiful petals have been neglected for so long. Madam is a married woman, and from now on, your husband is me! Good sister, quickly call me husband!"

Afei lewdly enjoyed the rare narrowness and tightness of the mature, beautiful woman, and gradually began to thrust wildly and violently. "Ah..."

A soft cry couldn't help but escape from her two alluring, rosy lips. Lazy Lady Rika's body almost collapsed in an instant. Since her withered state, she hadn't felt this way for a long time. Her mind was blank, she didn't know where she was, her heart was filled with spring fever, and her passion was surging. The mature and beautiful housewife, Lazy Rika, couldn't help but begin to moan softly. "Ah! You!"

Lazy Rika's jade-like cheeks flushed red, her peach-like face glowing, and she cried out softly with a mixture of shyness and pleasure.

Her grass-green dress slipped onto the desk, and Afei thrust into her almost violently and brutally. Lazy Rika, the mature and beautiful housewife, was completely conquered. She was driven to moan softly by his thrusts, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure. Her soft, snow-white, naked body writhed and undulated hotly, her two long, snow-white legs tightly wrapped around his waist and hips. Her slender waist swayed, her beautiful buttocks rocked, and her pink hips thrust forward, surrendering to his pleasure and welcoming his withdrawal and thrusting.

"Call me husband! My little darling!"

Afei lewdly laughed.

"Husband! Husband! I'm flying! I can't take it anymore!"

The mature and beautiful housewife, Lazy Rika, cried out wantonly with her eyes full of spring and seductive charm.

Lazy Rika blushed with shyness, her peach-like face glowing, and she cried out softly with a mixture of shyness and pleasure. Finally, Afei's enormous member pressed tightly against the tender, dewy flower bud deep within the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Lady's, vagina, against the soft, delicate inner walls, shooting out a stream of scalding molten lava, shooting straight into the long-parched depths of her flower bud. Lazy Lady's body convulsed and trembled, and she too climaxed in an intensely blissful orgasm... They both reached the ultimate climax of their lovemaking, the mature, beautiful woman, Lazy Lady, panting softly, drenched in fragrant sweat, her delicate face flushed, her beautiful eyes gently closed in shy bliss, almost falling asleep.

"Good sister, your petals are still so tender! It's so wonderful! My little brother is so lucky!"

Afei said, embracing Lazy Lady and caressing her with a smile.

"You're so naughty! You little rascal! How dare you bully and humiliate me like this! I'm a married woman, after all!"

Lazy Rika caressed Afei's broad, strong chest, and said softly, "You must help me rescue him, then I'll have done right by him!"

"Don't worry! I won't use someone else to do my dirty work!"

Afei teased, playing with Lazy Rika's full, snow-white breasts. "But, from now on, you must absolutely obey me!" "You've already done this to me, how can you expect me to obey you?"

Lazy Rika said seductively.

"A courtesan knows not the fall of a nation, still singing 'The Flowers of the Rear Courtyard' across the river!"

Afei whispered in Lazy Rika's soft ear.

"You little rascal! You little pervert! Where did you learn all this nonsense?" "

Lazy Rika cursed seductively.

Afei chuckled inwardly. Since he'd already given Ueshima a hat, he might as well give him a few more in the future, preferably in person, and make this guy who dared to revise textbooks wear it with glee! Haha! So satisfying!

The stockpiled goods at Ouyang Ruxue's place were finally being cleared out by the mature and beautiful Lazy Rika.

After saying goodbye to this gorgeous mature woman, Afei returned to the car.

Suzuki Anri plunged into him, coquettishly saying, "Did you succeed? If you've ruined one of our Holy Maiden's maidens, see if our leader won't eat you up!"

Afei thought to himself: I wish our leader, the Empress, could come and eat me herself! But he teased, "What's wrong? Are you jealous, sister?"

His lustful hands caressed and kneaded her breasts.

"Mmm!" "

When Suzuki Anri was touched by his lecherous hand, her whole body immediately went numb and weak. She breathed out in a charming and shy voice, 'Fei, I know that many beautiful sisters like you. As long as you are good to me, I will be satisfied!'

→Chapter 073- The Prime Minister's Wife (Part 1)←

'Good sister, I have many beautiful sisters, and each one is irreplaceable.'

Fei said tenderly, 'And you are even more unique! Good sister, because from now on you will always be my scabbard!'

'Scabbard?'

Suzuki Anri asked, puzzled.

'A fine sword is forged through tempering, and even after killing three hundred people, it still needs to be sheathed for safekeeping. Sheathing a sword temporarily conceals its sharpness, but it is a better way to conserve its energy. Sister is both my whetstone and my sheath.'

Fei hugged Suzuki Anri and spoke softly and tenderly.

Suzuki Anri was deeply moved, and looked at Fei with tears in her eyes and infinite shyness, saying, 'Good brother, you mean?'

'Sister, don't you want to?' " "

Afei asked gently.

Suzuki Anri hurriedly and shyly whispered, "For my brother, I'm willing to do anything!"

She slowly lifted her skirt, parted her long, slender, snow-white legs, and straddled Afei's lap.

Afei released his enormous member, thrusting it in, penetrating to the very end, then held it still, and said softly, "Good sister, this is how we truly live together, cultivating together and achieving mutual benefit! Wife, from now on, you must provide me with such a scabbard anytime, anywhere, okay?"

"Good brother, good husband, whenever you need it!" "

Suzuki Anri hugged Afei's back tightly with immense gratitude, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she kissed his lips, her sweet, fragrant tongue searching and sucking. The true energy of the Su Nu Gong and Tai Chi Divine Skill circulated, merging seamlessly, fitting perfectly, their paths naturally enveloping and sucking, their bodies automatically contracting and pulsating, involuntarily panting and moaning, their bodies entwined in tender embrace, overflowing with spring passion.

Suddenly, the theme song from 'Tokyo Love Story' rang.

Afei picked up the phone: 'Hello, Sakura, what's up? What? Okay, don't worry, I'll be right there!'

Then he said to Suzuki Anri, 'It's my cousin Yamai Sakura on the phone, she has something to do, we're going to the prestigious private high school right away!'" "

Upon arriving at the gate of the prestigious private high school, Suzuki Anri reluctantly got up to help him straighten his clothes. Even this brief period of dual cultivation left both of them feeling refreshed, their skills greatly enhanced, and their spirits soaring.

When Afei arrived at the principal's office, the door was open, and Sakura and another girl were bowing their heads and receiving instruction. Afei first noticed Sakura and the girl beside her, both dressed in snow-white and blue sailor uniforms, short miniskirts, fair and delicate arms, and snow-white, tender legs—truly tempting to tempt any man to commit a crime. The only difference was that the girl was more developed than Sakura; her breasts were already firm and round, pushing her shirt high and bulging."

Anri Suzuki had already told Afei that the principal of this prestigious private high school was none other than Yoko Kawahara, the wife of Prime Minister Morihiro Higashikuni. When Afei saw the Prime Minister's wife, he was instantly captivated, his appetite whetted. Yoko Kawahara's appearance wasn't particularly striking, but her breasts were enormous, almost bursting out of her skirt. No Japanese woman he had ever seen could compare, except perhaps to Aunt Saiyun's ample bosom. Even the largest bra couldn't conceal the beautiful curves of her breasts. She was nearly 40 years old, yet she still maintained a curvaceous figure, a full and sexy body. What was even more impressive was that she wore a black teacher's uniform skirt, with flesh-colored sheer stockings encasing her long, shapely legs. Such a beautiful and sexy figure was paired with a dignified, virtuous, and gentle face, yet her eyes held a hint of melancholy and resentment, making her even more pitiful and intoxicating. Afei recalled Ximen Qing's words in *Jin Ping Mei*: there are two kinds of women in the world: one is the woman men want to rape, and the other is the woman who wants to rape men. Higashikuni Morihiro is truly blessed!

Kawahara Yoko seemed furious, her eyebrows raised, her almond eyes wide, scolding the two girls indiscriminately: "The school uniform comes with short skirts, why did you insist on wearing these miniskirts that can't even cover your buttocks? Aren't you trying to seduce men into committing crimes? Now that this has happened, it's not easy to explain to the Prince, and it's not easy to explain to the Prime Minister either! Humph! You two little vixens! You should reflect on your actions!"

Afei thought to himself that even women with resentment in their hearts, before reaching menopause, will exhibit abnormal behavior and words typical of menopause. Such sharp and sarcastic words could only indicate her extreme jealousy of the girls' youthful beauty; of course, there might be other underlying factors.

"Principal, it was that old man who spied on us! How come it's our fault?"

the busty girl muttered indignantly.

"Junko! What did you say? Speak louder!"

Kawahara Yoko scolded. Afei secretly realized that the victims of the Uekusa spying case were Sakurako and Junko, and this Junko was Prince Fumihito's beloved daughter.

Sakura tugged at Junko's hand, signaling her not to argue with the principal. Junko, however, was arrogant and willful, and wouldn't tolerate being lectured so unjustly. She threw a childish tantrum, saying, "Fine, I'll talk! It's clearly that old man's fault! We're the victims! Why are you blaming us? As the principal, you're biased! And you have no sense of justice!"

Kawahara Yoko, furious at being contradicted by a student for the first time, slammed her hand on the table and roared, "Insolence! So you think you can be so arrogant and disrespectful just because you're the daughter of a prince? Do you know who Professor Uekusa is? Do you know how much he has contributed to Japan? He's ruined his reputation in his later years by your hands! How pathetic! How infuriating! How hateful! I will punish you severely! I want to!" Afei finally understood something. It seemed that Prime Minister Higashikuni Morihiro and Prince Fumihito had some conflicts of interest. As the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko naturally had to defend their loyal lackey, Uekusa.

Afei, furious, stormed into the office, staring intently at Kawahara Yoko and coldly demanding, "What are you going to do about it?"

"Brother!"

Sakura cried out, finally seeing a family member in Afei's presence, she sobbed pitifully.

Afei gently patted her soft shoulder reassuringly and said softly, "You two go out first! I have something to discuss with the principal!"

The two girls obediently left. Sakura glanced at the principal with lingering resentment, while Junko looked at Afei with curiosity.

"You're Sakura's brother? Your presence won't absolve them of their wrongdoing!"

Kawahara Yoko grumbled, still unwilling to let it go.

Sakura said worriedly, "I wonder if Brother Afei can handle this?"

Junko winked mischievously and smiled, "I'd like to know if your handsome cousin is a match for that gossipy principal! Come on, follow me, let's spy on her too!"

"Spy?"

Sakura exclaimed in surprise.

Junko skillfully led Sakura into the ventilation shaft, located above the office ceiling. Though low and narrow, it was clean, unlike the dusty attics in China.

"Junko, how did you know about this shaft?"

Sakura asked curiously.

"Of course! Do you know how we get those exam papers in advance? It's no less impressive than Tom Cruise's Mission Impossible!"

Junko laughed proudly.

"Don't talk, listen to what the principal is saying,"

Sakura whispered, leaning down.

"I want to see your handsome cousin again!"

Junko playfully leaned on Sakura, looking down through the ceiling ventilation flaps. "He's so handsome!"

"The Prime Minister's wife has quite a temper! Don't you think your words are too harsh on two young high school girls?"

Afei said, somewhat angrily.

"Being a little harsh on them now is for their future! Didn't you see the miniskirts your sisters are wearing?"

Kawahara Yoko was indeed a gossipy, orthodox, and preachy woman.

"What's the difference between wearing a short skirt and a miniskirt? To a pervert, what difference does it make whether you wear a short skirt, a long skirt, or a kimono?"

Afei said with a wry smile.

"How can there be no difference? If it weren't for them, how could Professor Uekusa have lost so much face?"

Kawahara Yoko persisted in her erroneous view.

"What the Prime Minister's wife means is that when men make mistakes, they ultimately blame women for seducing them! When men rape women, they blame the women for being too beautiful!"

Afei said.

"That's only natural! Xia Jia was incompetent because of Bao Jie; Shang Feng was in chaos because of Jie Ji; Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was incompetent because of Yang Guifei; Wu Sangui rebelled because of Chen Yuanyuan. There's a poem that says: 'The six armies wept in mourning, a crown lost in a fit of rage for a beauty.' It's clear that since ancient times, beautiful women have been the cause of disaster, ruining countries and people! Women must completely and utterly obey men without reservation!"

Kawahara Yoko actually quoted extensively from classical texts and spoke fluently.

"Madam, you truly deserve to be called the head of a school; you are indeed learned and talented! But have you forgotten the line in Wu Meicun's poem, 'How can a wife concern herself with grand plans? Even heroes are helpless against their passionate nature'?" A-Fei said with a sneer. "So you also say that beautiful women ruin a country, but you don't know that in the end, it is men who decide the affairs of state! How can it be that if a country becomes incompetent, chaotic, fails, or perishes, the blame should be placed on women? Whether it's Baochai, Yang Yuhuan, or Chen Yuanyuan, they were all weak women, all without their own power, all playthings of men, all pitiful and pathetic! Not only were they played by men, but they were also burdened with the crime of bringing disaster to the country and the people! What is this? This is pure and utter 'robber logic'!" "

Afei slammed his fist on the table and roared.

This is the source of the Japanese banditry: he can steal other people's things, rob other people's things, destroy other people's things, but others can't touch his things; he can rape other people's women, gang rape other people's women, kill other people's women, but others can't even look at his women; he has stolen, robbed, destroyed, raped, gang raped, and killed, yet he vehemently denies it, refuses to admit it, refuses to admit it to the death, and refuses to repent. What is this? This is the unique rogue face, hooligan behavior, and bandit logic of the Japanese. These three skills are combined into one, mastered to perfection, thick-skinned, impervious to both soft and hard approaches, and invincible. There is no one else like him in the world. No one can compare to him."

In broad daylight, in broad daylight, he blatantly spied on a young girl's skirt, and when caught, he shamelessly blamed it on the girl being too scantily clad or too beautiful, accusing her of deliberately seducing and tempting a man to commit a crime. Such robber logic, such thuggish behavior, such a slanderous face—this is the same Long Jianfei who tolerated and forgave his grudge.

"Who are you? How dare you slam your fist on the table with me?"

Kawahara Yoko retorted sharply.

"A true man does not change his name or surname, Long Jianfei!"

Afei said proudly.

Kawahara Yoko was taken aback, her expression softening, somewhat apprehensive, and she politely said, "However, sir, perhaps you should not interfere in the school's affairs!

" "So you are Mr. Long, the messenger of Amaterasu!"

But still not "Haha! Injustices of the world are for all to deal with! Besides, I am the messenger of Amaterasu! Madam, are you still unwilling to change your wrong decision?" "

Afei asked. Kawahara Yoko, who had regained her cold arrogance and shook her head with an iron heart, saying, "Any punishment I give is for their better growth!"

"Then I will prove with my actions that Madam's logic is completely wrong!"

Afei slowly closed the door and turned around leisurely.

"What do you want to do?"

Kawahara Yoko noticed that Afei's eyes were somewhat lewd, and she began to feel afraid.

"Prove Madam's logic! Because Madam's sexy figure and stockinged legs are also strongly tempting me to commit a crime!"

Afei looked at Kawahara Yoko with a lewd smile. Thinking that she was the Prime Minister's wife and the mother of that arrogant and domineering Higashi Hisashi, Afei felt an even stronger sense of pleasure and rising desire.

→Chapter 074- The Prime Minister's Wife (Part Two)←

"What do you want to do? I am the Prime Minister's wife!" "

Kawahara Yoko watched as Afei's lecherous gaze lingered brazenly over her ample breasts, and she retreated in panic. She didn't realize that the more she mentioned her status as the Prime Minister's wife, the more excited and aroused Afei became.

"Sakurako, your cousin's eloquence is amazing! He choked the gossipy principal!"

Junko whispered with a laugh. "Look, your cousin's about to flirt with the Prime Minister's wife! There's going to be a passionate scene!"

"Really? My cousin wouldn't like this old woman!"

Sakurako said sourly.

Afei pressed closer, lewdly teasing, "Madam, you have such a devilish figure! Your breasts are even fuller than Matsushima Nanako's! Your legs are even longer than Iijima Ai's! Aren't you seducing men into committing crimes?"

"No! You need to come closer!" "

Kawahara Yoko had no way out," she said in a panic.

Afei reached out and grabbed Kawahara Yoko's ample, high breasts. Kawahara Yoko raised her hand in terror to strike, but Afei swiftly grabbed her wrist.

"Madam should know the principle of 'an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.' You hit my face, I'll hit your face; you hit my chest, I'll hit your breasts! Resistance is futile; you can only continue to uphold your truth: a woman must completely and utterly obey a man!"

Afei threatened with a lewd grin, using her own words against her.

"No! Sir, please, let me go! For the sake of the Prime Minister, I beg you!" "

Kawahara Yoko pleaded helplessly.

Little did she know that this only fueled Afei's lust. Seeing the noble and aloof Prime Minister's wife pleading pitifully for mercy, Afei's lewd desire intensified, and the thrill of conquest grew stronger. His lecherous hands began to caress and knead Kawahara Yoko's ample breasts, while his lower body was already hard and erect.

"Look, your cousin is kneading the Prime Minister's wife's breasts! The Prime Minister's wife's breasts are really big! It must be the Prime Minister who kneaded them until they were big, right?"

Junko, though small, was precocious, watching with great interest as if she were watching a pornographic film.

"Hmph! He just likes women with big breasts! You damn cousin!" "

Sakura cursed, but remembering his intimate gestures on the subway, she couldn't help but blush. Thinking that Afei had taken advantage of her today to vent her anger, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of love, hate, and helplessness towards the philandering Afei.

"Look, he's unbuttoned the Prime Minister's wife's shirt! She's wearing such a sexy lace bra! Such full, round breasts! She's struggling and hitting your cousin's chest! Your cousin is amazing! He's caressing and kneading one of her snow-white, full breasts, and he's even biting and sucking on her other breast! He's so skilled!"

Junko exclaimed.

"He's always been a skilled womanizer!"

Sakura, who had also seen it, said with a mixture of affection and resentment.

"Sakura, I love him to death!" "

Junko, her delicate hand caressing her breasts, whispered in Sakura's ear, 'Did he take you?'

'What nonsense are you talking about? You little vixen!'

Sakura retorted coquettishly.

'Little vixen it is! Confess now!'

Junko kissed and licked Sakura's fair earlobe, her hand slipping under Sakura's mini-skirt, caressing and kneading the cleavage between her legs. 'Will you tell me or not?'

'Ah! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!'

Sakura was clearly no match for Junko, immediately becoming weak all over from her touch, and confessed shyly and proudly, recounting their intimate encounter on the subway.

Junko noticed that although Sakura hadn't actually consummated her relationship with Afei, her eyes shone with a girlish shyness, sweetness, and joy. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of envy and jealousy, saying, 'Good sister, let's follow the example of Ehuang and Nüying and serve him together, okay? Look, what is he doing?'" "

Afei was currently enjoying himself immensely, sucking on the Prime Minister's wife, Yoko Kawahara's, full, snow-white, and soft breasts, biting and nibbling at her cherry-like nipples. Yoko Kawahara's pounding gradually weakened, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her cherry-like nipples began to uncontrollably swell and erect, leaving only involuntary murmurs, gasps, and moans: 'No! Please, have mercy on me!'

Afei wildly caressed and kneaded Yoko Kawahara's other snow-white, round breast with one hand. Although she had a 20-year-old son, Higashi Hisashi, she still maintained her breasts to be full and plump, with soft, supple skin. His other hand went straight up her short skirt, caressing and kneading Yoko Kawahara's silk-stockinged legs, long, round, and with a delicate feel. He exclaimed, 'Your son is a policeman, and you still maintain such soft, smooth, and elastic skin. It's truly rare! You're wearing two-piece flesh-colored stockings, I like them!' '

No! You can't!' " "Please! Ah—"

The Prime Minister's wife, Yoko Kawahara, first shyly twisted her jade-like legs, but as Afei brazenly

pressed his hand against the crevice between her thighs through her panties, she couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan. The pink, lace-trimmed sexy panties could hardly conceal the mature beauty's full, rounded curves and lush pubic hair. Afei's lewd hand covered and kneaded them, and he teased lewdly, "Madam, you are so dignified, virtuous, and gentle, I never imagined you would possess such a beautiful and alluring figure, and I never imagined you would wear such seductive sexy panties! Is Madam unsatisfied? Or is your desire insatiable?"

"No! No! I'm not! Please, spare me!"

Kawahara Yoko felt her body and mind begin to react and yearn under his teasing. A tingling, itchy sensation spread through her, her cleavage became wet, and her valley became muddy. Unable to bear this shameful reaction, she could only plead desperately.

"Madam is already wet, so sensitive. Has the Prime Minister not shown you any affection in a long time?"

Afei teased with a lewd grin.

"He's just been too busy with work! Ah! No!"

Kawahara Yoko suddenly realized she had let something slip and denied it in a flustered and shy manner. "No! He loves me very much! You mustn't! You can't! Ah!"

She let out another long, humiliating moan, accompanied by heavy breathing, as Afei's fingers brazenly entered the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko's, body.

The outer fingers teased and tantalized the petals, while the inner fingers did their utmost to arouse her, sucking and swallowing her snow-white, full breasts, while the other hand caressed and kneaded her cherry-like nipples. Ah Fei's three-pronged attack was unstoppable. At first, the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko, tried to keep her legs tightly closed to stop his fingers from penetrating deeper, but under the onslaught of his three-pronged attack, she knew it was hopeless. Her body felt weak and limp, and her long-dormant desires began to stir. Long-dormant physical and mental desires sprouted from the depths of her heart like bamboo shoots after rain. Her two long, shapely legs involuntarily parted, and she tried to spread them as wide as possible, allowing his fingers to penetrate more easily, more deeply, more freely, and more wantonly. Even more incredibly, she actually moved her pink hips rhythmically, actively responding to the movement of his fingers.

Afei passionately kissed the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko's, cherry-like lips. Their tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely. She couldn't help but return the kiss, her sweet, fragrant tongue searching for and entwining with his large tongue, letting him fervently bite, lick, and suck, making audible sounds as they

stroked and kissed, their saliva forming a continuous thread. As Afei suddenly increased the pressure of his fingers and quickened the rhythm, the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko, blushed, her beautiful eyes closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, panting and moaning repeatedly: "Dragon! Dragon! Please!"

"Do you want my dragon? Good sister, take it out yourself!"

Afei grabbed Kawahara Yoko's hand and pressed it against his erection.

Kawahara Yoko hesitated shyly at first, then, her exquisite beauty and delicate figure, filled with shyness and tenderness, began to caress and knead him, her heart fluttering. This young man's was so huge, it truly was a dragon! Finally, she couldn't help but unzip her pants and reach inside to release his enormous member.

"Sakura, his kissing skills and caresses are so practiced! Look, the Prime Minister's wife is blushing, moaning softly, she's aroused. Look, the Prime Minister's wife is actually using her hand... Oh my god! It's so big! Sakura, are you saying he used this to rub against your delicate petals on the subway that day? Ah! Sakura, you're so lucky! I'm so jealous!"

Junko wanted to bite Sakura's tender body, inwardly marveling at how much bigger this member was than those of male actors in Japanese adult films, comparable to the cannons in Western movies.

Sakura was speechless, staring at her brother's enormous member, lost in the memory of their intimate moments on the subway.

The Prime Minister's wife, Yoko Kawahara, blushed crimson, her eyes gleaming with desire, her delicate hands grasping and caressing his enormous member with passionate tenderness. All shame and humiliation were replaced by intense desire and pleasure. At this moment, her eyes, hands, and heart were only filled with this handsome, strong, and imposing young man and his enormous member—so incomparable, so breathtaking!

"My God!"

Junko exclaimed, "It looks terrifying! His blood is boiling, his face is contorted! Is he about to enter the Prime Minister's wife?"

"No! I don't want to see him enter another woman! Absolutely not!"

Sakura breathed heavily.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and a woman's clear, melodious voice: "Principal Kawahara!"

"It's my aunt!"

Junko said.

Yoko Kawahara frantically straightened her clothes, while Afei still held her slender waist tightly.

"It's Yoshiko, Prince Fumihito's sister, the school's chairperson! Please, kind man, spare me!" Kawahara Yoko hurriedly hid Afei's treasure and straightened her clothes.

"Then you have to give me some promises!"

Afei persisted, refusing to let go.

"Kind man! I'll be yours sooner or later, okay?"

The Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko, said shyly and charmingly.

Afei finally released her. Kawahara Yoko glanced at Afei with seductive eyes and whispered softly, "Actually, I really want to too!" She

quickly kissed Afei on the cheek and hurriedly went to open the door.

Afei hadn't expected that although they hadn't actually made love, he had already conquered the Prime Minister's wife, Kawahara Yoko's, body and soul.

"Sister, you've come at the right time! This is the famous Mr. Long! He's also Sakura's brother! You handle Sakura and Junko's matter for him! I have to go out for a bit!"

Kawahara Yoko hurriedly left; she needed to go to the restroom to clean the mess between her underwear and her private parts.

→Chapter 075 - Student Girl (Part 1)←

Afei was surprised to see another beautiful young woman enter. Jiazi was Prince Fumihito's younger sister and Kim Hye-min's cousin. Only 32 years old, her attire was exceptionally alluring. Her black velvet miniskirt, nearly 20 centimeters above the knee, made Afei's heart race. The skirt tightly hugged her curvaceous figure, and the sheer flesh-colored stockings accentuated her full, rounded legs and voluptuous buttocks. Even the barely visible black lingerie couldn't conceal her ample, high-set breasts, full and firm. Beneath her shapely buttocks, her long, snow-white thighs were clearly visible. Her skin was flawless and white, and her shapely legs were clad in sheer, high-quality flesh-colored stockings, making the lines from thigh to calf smooth and even like satin. Her black three-inch stiletto heels further emphasized the delicate beauty of her rounded feet and white insteps—it was simply breathtaking! Especially since she looked very similar to Kim Hye-min, her gentle and charming features, along with her mature and alluring figure, were enough to make any man's nose bleed.

"Look at Yoko-nee's shy and charming appearance, is Mr. Long stealing her beauty?"

Yoko giggled and said to Afei, "To actually dare to steal from the Prime Minister, sir, you are truly audacious!"

"Sister, you ruined my good time, shouldn't you apologize to me?"

Afei noticed the flirtatious look in Yoko's eyes and deliberately moved closer to her body, teasing her with a lewd grin.

"Nonsense!"

Yoko didn't expect Afei to be so uninhibited, taking advantage of the situation and staring so blatantly at her high and full breasts. Instead, she felt a little shy and couldn't help but say coquettishly, "For a small matter like Sakura and Junko, is it really necessary for Mr. Long to come all the way here in person?"

Afei looked at the beautiful young woman with infatuation and laughed, "If I hadn't come in person, how would I have had the honor of seeing your angelic appearance and your stunning beauty?" Dao Jiazi was secretly delighted, but deliberately acted coquettishly, saying, "You have a beautiful younger sister like Yingzi right next to you, yet you're making fun of her for no reason!"

Afei said seriously, "Yingzi is also a beauty, but she's like a bright red Fuji apple, while you, sister, are like a fragrant peach, ripe and juicy, making one's mouth water. One would risk their life to take a bite."

Chunzi whispered, "Yingzi, he said you're a bright red Fuji apple! Oh dear, really? Auntie is flirting with him! Could it be that Auntie has also fallen for him?"

Yingzi didn't get angry but laughed instead, "You said you've also fallen for him, what do you mean by 'also'?"

"You little rascal, how dare you laugh at me! I'll make you wet!"

Chunzi said coquettishly. Jiazi

was overjoyed, but pretended to be angry and said, "Come on, use these sweet words to fool your pretty little sister! Be careful, or I'll tell Sister Yazi (Kim Hye-min) you're a heartbreaker!"

She didn't understand why she was flirting with this boy, but instead felt very excited and comfortable.

Afei moved closer, gently embracing Jiazi's body, and stared at her beautiful eyes with a lecherous smile, "Why would you tell Sister Yazi? And how do you know I'm a heartbreaker?"

He was intoxicated by her fragrant breath.

Jiazi realized she had misspoke, and hearing the lewd undertones in his words, she could clearly feel his burning masculine energy. She could also clearly feel his erection pressing against her lower abdomen through her clothes. Feeling increasingly ashamed and flustered, she said, "Who knows how you so sweet-talked Sister Yazi, and now you're bullying me! You're such a little rascal!"

Afei, noticing her uneven breathing, continued his seductive advances, "How did you know I was so sweet-talking, Sister?"

He then embraced Jiazi and kissed her cherry-like lips passionately.

Jiazi trembled slightly, initially struggling, but he held her warm, moist lips tightly, his large tongue entering and entwining with hers. Although she was married into a wealthy family, her husband was a businessman, often stationed in the United States, and had neglected her even more after the birth of her daughter. At this moment, being teased and provoked by Afei, she felt a long-dormant wave of desire welling up from the depths of her heart, uncontrollably sweeping through her body. Her delicate hands half-pushed, half-yielded. His lustful hand had already seized her ample breasts, kneading them, her soft bosom swelling and engorging with pleasure. His other hand even lifted her skirt, caressing and kneading her beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored stockings, then moving upwards to caress and knead the curves of her vulva covered by her panties. She trembled, panting, all the numbness and desire in her body concentrated between her legs, an uncontrollable surge of lust, a muddy, wet valley. Her hands were also pressed against his erection, involuntarily and involuntarily grasping his enormous member. The young woman, Jiazi, was already aroused, her passion surging, a volcano about to erupt. A loud, clear "Ouch!" came from the ceiling, like a bucket of ice rain extinguishing their raging desire. Jiazi, startled, instinctively pushed Afei away, running off shyly and alluringly. Afei was left, head tilted back, craning his neck, staring at the ceiling, grinning foolishly, lost in thought.

As soon as Afei returned to the RV parked at the school gate, Suzuki Anri embraced him tenderly and asked, "How are you? Is Sakurako alright? Is Kawahara Yoko being aloof and arrogant? Did she get turned away?"

Afei gently kissed her cheek, smiling as he looked out the window and said casually, "Two little devils, like Bobbi dolls!"

Suzuki Anri saw two high school girls dressed in white and blue sailor uniforms and short miniskirts running towards them with their backpacks.

Suzuki Anri opened the car door, and Sakurako and Junko shyly got in.

"Brother Afei, thank you!"

Sakurako said shyly. The cry she had just made was a soft moan she couldn't suppress after being teased by Junko, which had unintentionally scared away Yoshiko, who was engrossed in their intimate moment, thus ruining Afei's good time.

"What's there for me to thank?"

Afei said coldly. "I didn't sneak into the ventilation duct to play tricks, nor did I hide on the ceiling and shout!"

"Ah! Brother Afei, how did you know?"

Junko asked in surprise.

Suzuki Anri helped Sakurako take off her backpack, then considerately let her sit next to Afei, saying, "Go talk to your cousin, he was just angry with you!"

Afei reached out to help Junko take off her backpack, and Junko quickly thrust out her soft breasts, intentionally or unintentionally touching the back of his hand, a tingling sensation spreading from her nipples throughout her body. Seeing that this young girl was precocious, Afei took the opportunity to knead her round and perky breasts. Although Junko had secretly watched her parents' intimacy, watched some Japanese and Western films online, read them herself, and even played fake love games with Sakura, this was the first time a man had touched her delicate body. She couldn't help but tremble slightly and almost moan.

Sakura saw this, pouted angrily, and looked cold. At such a young age, she already looked like she was jealous. Suzuki Anri wanted to laugh when she saw this. Unexpectedly, Afei pulled Sakura into his arms and kissed her wildly. Sakura's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and then she clenched her fists shyly and embarrassedly, pounding Afei's chest. But his skillful wet kisses, his thick tongue exploring and teasing her tongue, their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing, Sakura's body went numb and weak, and she slumped onto the sofa.

"You've ruined my plans time and time again, this is your punishment!"

Afei said fiercely.

"Brother Afei, I didn't mean to!"

Yingzi nestled in Afei's arms and said coquettishly.

"You two brats have stared at me enough, haven't you?"

Afei patted Yingzi and Junko's pert, round buttocks and said, "Stand up, let me see you too." Yingzi and Junko, two 16-year-old high school girls, stood shyly and obediently in front of Afei, wearing snow-white and blue sailor school uniforms, short mini-skirts, fair and delicate arms, snow-white and tender legs, and white panties covering their undulating cleavage, making any man's mouth water.

"You will still wear school skirts to school from now on!"

Afei felt his throat getting dry, his lust rising, and his index finger twitching. He leered and commanded, "From now on, you can only wear mini-skirts in front of me! Do you hear me?" "

As he spoke, his lecherous hands, one on each side, reached straight under the miniskirts, pressing against the panties between the two girls' legs.

"Mmm! Brother Fei!"

Sakura and Junko instinctively squeezed their legs together, their delicate bodies trembling, their breathing becoming heavy.

Fei embraced Sakura and Junko in his arms, teasingly saying, "Who was it that said they wanted to imitate the legendary beauties Ehuang and Nüying?" The two 16

-year-old girls lowered their heads shyly, remaining silent. Afei embraced them and kissed them gently. Sakura, already familiar with his kissing techniques, willingly extended her sweet, fragrant tongue, allowing him to freely caress and suckle. Junko watched with burning desire; when Afei kissed her cherry-like lips, she passionately sucked on his tongue, swallowing his saliva. Afei's lust surged; he lifted Sakura's sailor uniform, unhooked her yellow lace bra, and lowered his head to suckle her small, pert breasts—soft, round, and pink, seemingly bursting with moisture. Sakura suppressed a moan, panting as she clung to his hair. Afei sweetly sucked on Sakura's snow-white, tender breasts, while his lecherous hands were not idle, reaching inside Junko's sailor uniform. Inside, he grasped her full, rounded breasts, caressing and kneading them. Junko, moved by passion, lifted her black lace bra, revealing her snow-white, full breasts to him, allowing him to freely fondle them.

Afei turned and took Junko's nipple into his mouth; full, white, and elastic, he passionately bit into her pink cherry, his teeth gently grinding together. Junko felt a mixture of pain and unparalleled pleasure, and she involuntarily moaned. Afei's lustful hands moved again, caressing and kneading Yingzi's white, rounded thighs, then slipped inside her panties, his large hand enveloping her delicate petals, gently caressing and kneading them. Yingzi's heart trembled, she gasped for breath, and involuntarily parted her soft, jade-like legs, opening her virgin flower as wide as possible, allowing him to pluck and ravage it without restraint, causing her to gush with desire.

"Good brother!"

Junko, her eyes brimming with desire, moaned and even took the initiative to grab Afei's hand and move it downwards, pressing it between her snow-white, rounded thighs. Her white panties were already soaked. Afei noticed that Junko was precocious and seductive, and his lecherous hand vigorously kneaded and teased her delicate petals. Junko, her eyes languid and panting, moaned and took the initiative, her fair hands stroking Afei's erect penis.

"Good Junko, will you go further?"

Afei encouraged her comfortably.

→Chapter 076- Student Girl (Part 2)←

Encouraged by her lover, Junko's heart was filled with joy. She slowly imitated the actions of the actresses in the film, unbuckling Afei's belt, pulling down his pants, and stroking and kneading his enormous member through his underwear. Junko's first encounter with a man's totem was more terrifying than the male actors in the film, and also more real and burning. Her girlish heart was already stirring with desire, and she couldn't help but squat down, nervously, curiously, and somewhat shyly pulling off Afei's underwear. Earlier, from the ceiling of the principal's office, the distance was too great for Chunzi to see clearly. Now, seeing Afei's enormous member so closely, Chunzi finally understood why the Prime Minister's wife and her aunt were so captivated, and she understood what breathtaking and magnificent meant. She could even clearly smell the strong masculine aura and the lingering scent of eroticism emanating from the male totem. Chunzi's heart pounded wildly, and her delicate hands grasped Afei's enormous member, caressing, kneading, playing with it, unable to let go. Its steel-like hardness and burning heat aroused Chunzi's lust, and she even lowered her head, mimicking an adult film actress, opening her cherry-like mouth and taking it inside.

"Oh! Good sister!"

Afei groaned comfortably, feeling himself suddenly enter a warm, moist, and soft place. Chunzi was encouraged again and became even more energetic. Although her movements were a bit clumsy and her skills were not yet proficient, her hair swayed as she moved up and down, using her mouth, tongue, and hands to the fullest extent to lick, swallow, suck, and move.

Afei pulled off Yingzi's panties, picked her up, spread her jade legs, and straddled her on his lap. He said gently, "Good sister, take your time!"

Yingzi shyly grasped his huge member, swayed her pink hips, and sat down. She had only just swallowed the head of his penis when she was already in unbearable pain. The spring water secreted from her valley was not enough to lubricate her passage and allow his huge member to enter smoothly.

How tight and narrow a virgin's head is! Afei did not rush to thrust in roughly, but slowly grinded and rotated to gradually open Yingzi's secret passage. His hard member, like a diamond drill, advanced little by little into the depths of the young Yingzi's snow-white and tender body. During the repeated thrusting and development, he fully enjoyed the delicate and sensitive sensations of the tightness, fullness, and warmth of their joined bodies. Before long, his penetrating advance was suddenly stopped by a supple barrier; he knew the main course of today's "feast" had been served.

Junko, mischievous yet somewhat jealous, embraced Sakura's delicate body and pressed down sharply. Sakura let out a near-heart-wrenching groan, her eyebrows furrowing, her teeth clenched, tears streaming down her face. She felt Afei's enormous member, like a steel cannon, forcefully breaking through her virginity, deeply rooted in her young, tight passage.

"Afei! Ah—"

Sakura cried out, unable to bear it any longer, her eyes glistening with tears.

Afei punished Chunzi with a slap on her pert, round buttocks, then tenderly and lovingly held back, embracing Yingzi and gently kissing and sucking her. His hands caressed and kneaded her small, delicate breasts. Seeing the beautiful girl straddling him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her teeth clenched, gradually adapting to his strength, her body flushed a sexy pink, her vulva slightly open, love juice flowing freely, Afei finally released his hands and feet, but still gently began to thrust. Yingzi panted and moaned as she rode him, bouncing and undulating. Afei simply lay down, letting Yingzi enjoy his thrusts. He then pulled Chunzi over, spreading her legs so she straddled his neck. He kissed, nibbled, and sucked at the crevice of Chunzi's pink vulva, using both his mouth and hands, employing every provocative and teasing technique. Chunzi almost fainted from pleasure.

Sakura breathed heavily, her head swaying from side to side, her hair flying wildly, her starry eyes half-open, half-closed. After being deeply penetrated by Brother Afei several times, she moaned and convulsed, releasing her virgin essence. Junko also breathed heavily, trembling as she ejaculated her own juices of pleasure. Afei circulated his inner energy, sucking on Junko's virgin fluids with his tongue, absorbing Sakura's virgin essence through his penis. Sakura slumped down like a noodle, her snow-white thighs and delicate legs covered in patches of blood. Afei, still burning with desire, stood firm, flipping over and pinning Junko beneath him. Junko, nervous, shy, and afraid, clumsily parted her legs, awaiting the sacred and profound arrival. Afei, whose desires had been aroused by the Prime Minister's wife and the Prince's sister, had been suppressed and had not been released on Yingzi. Now, he gazed deeply and lewdly at the beautiful young girl beneath him, Junko, Prince Fumihito's beloved daughter, who lay like a lamb to the slaughter. He held her lower body firmly in place, then pulled back slightly, driving his hard member forward with a sudden burst of force. His enormous member swiftly penetrated her defenses, piercing through her hymen.

"Ah—"

Junko let out a clear moan, feeling as if her body was being torn apart and pierced. Her full yet still delicate body trembled involuntarily.

Afei, with overwhelming force, pierced through the last line of defense of the woman's body in an instant, then continued his relentless advance, penetrating deep into the warm and lovely body of Prince Fumihito's beloved daughter, Junko. An incomparably satisfying sense of conquest surged forth. Afei did not allow his member to pause for long before beginning a piston-like thrusting motion. He had completely abandoned the tenderness and care he had shown Sakura moments before. His incredibly strong limbs pounded against Junko's fair and tender flesh with each powerful thrust, producing "slap, slap" sounds and "plop, plop" sounds of penetration. Junko blushed, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and two glistening tears welled up in her shyly closed eyes from the pain of her first time. Petals of blood fell from her snow-white, tender thighs. "The winding path has never been visited by guests, but now the humble gate is opened for you." She truly deserved the title of the number one beauty of Japan's prestigious high school! Like a pink pearl, she was alluring, yet crystal clear. Honey-like nectar, fragrant as orchid dew, continuously overflowed from Junko's paradise, splashing and spreading among the petals and grass like fresh morning dew. At the same time, it exuded an intoxicating, seductive, and decadent aura!

Afei wildly lowered himself, hoisting Junko's snow-white legs onto his shoulders, and began to thrust and pound with almost brutal force.

Junko seemed completely lost in the moment, writhing and responding beneath her lover, panting softly, her head swaying from side to side, her hair flying wildly, her starry eyes half-open, half-closed. Her face was incredibly alluring and seductive, her sexy lips constantly uttering cries of pleasure, as if she were experiencing the climax of intense sexual desire… Her two snow-white, rounded legs were raised high, tightly wrapped around Afei's waist and hips, her slender waist swaying, her beautiful buttocks gently rocking, her pink hips thrusting, surrendering herself to pleasure, seemingly unaware of the limits of her own strength, actively yielding. The two had reached their climax, and Junko, under his final, frenzied thrusts, cried out, "Ahhh…"

Prince Fumihito's precious daughter, Junko, under the final stimulation of Afei's hot and violent thrusts, felt her heart swell with dizziness, her mind went blank, and a soft, seductive cry escaped her tender, red lips. Finally! a, having climbed to the peak of ecstasy in the realm of lovemaking.

"My scabbard, my darling!"

Afei lewdly opened his arms to Suzuki Anri. Suzuki Anri was already captivated, breathtaking, her heart pounding with desire, her passion uncontrollable. Hearing her lover's call, she immediately, both shy and delighted, lifted her skirt, parted her full, rounded legs, and straddled Afei, opening her wet, flowing valley to swallow his proud, enormous member.

"Husband, give it to me! Okay? I want a descendant of the dragon!"

Anri Suzuki tightly embraced Afei's broad back, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she kissed his lips, her sweet, fragrant tongue searching and sucking. The true energy of the Su Nu Gong and Tai Chi Divine Gong circulated, merging seamlessly, fitting perfectly, enveloping and sucking him with passionate embrace. His member throbbed violently, Afei panting involuntarily, and Anri Suzuki moaning involuntarily. Although they were merely sitting and embracing, their bodies intertwined, Anri Suzuki knew that her inner passage was being bombarded and pounded, a dense barrage of fire, a tumultuous, breathtaking experience. She was already aroused, intoxicated, and delirious. Then, Afei's powerful ejaculation of scalding molten lava drenched her delicate, sensitive "flower core," causing her body to convulse and tremble, reaching another ecstatic climax of sexual union. In the intoxicating pleasure of lovemaking, she cried out softly, feeling as if she were dying of ecstasy.

Afei, emphasizing post-coital comfort and affection, embraced Sakura and Junko on either side, showering them with tender words and kisses, putting in considerable effort. As

the four were chatting and laughing intimately, a luxury RV pulled up in front of the school gate.

"Junko, your car's here to pick you up!"

Sakura said.

"So early!"

Junko pouted, her face full of displeasure, then suddenly looked at the old man getting out of the car and exclaimed in surprise, "Why is the old butler here today too?"

The old man actually walked straight towards their RV.

"Is Mr. Long in the car?"

the old butler asked, bowing respectfully.

"How did he know Brother Afei was here?"

Junko asked in astonishment.

"Your father wields immense power and has a vast network of informants; accomplishing this would be a piece of cake for him,"

Afei said lazily, stretching and smiling wryly at Suzuki Anri. "It seems my every move is under the Prince's watchful eye! I hope he doesn't see what's happening in the carriage!"

Suzuki Anri gave him a playful glare and said, "Please advise, Mr. Long, whether or not to grant me an audience!"

"For Junko's sake, we should at least see the old steward!"

Afei laughed.

The carriage door opened, and Afei got out, smiling as he asked, "What advice does the old steward have?"

"I wouldn't dare!"

the old steward replied with a forced smile. "The Prince wishes to invite you to his residence for a chat!"

"Old steward, what business does Father have with Brother Afei?"

Junko was secretly delighted to hear that Afei was going to Prince Akishino's residence.

“The little princess is here too, that makes things much easier! You know this old servant only has ears, not a mouth!”

the old steward said with a forced smile. “Sometimes I don’t even have ears and eyes!”

“Sister, I’m going with them to the Prince’s mansion for the gathering!”

A-Fei said to Suzuki Anri. “You take Sakura home!”

“A-Fei, be careful!”

Suzuki Anri gently reminded him.

A-Fei got into the luxury RV, and Junko followed. As she lifted her leg, her brows furrowed, and she let out a soft “Wu.”

“Sister, what’s wrong?”

A-Fei knew what was going on and reached out to help her.

“It’s all because of you, you big bad brother!” "

Junko glared at Afei reproachfully, but still happily sat beside him, snuggling into his arms and acting coquettishly.

Akishino Palace, with its red bricks and green tiles, arched eaves, and golden splendor, was magnificent and extraordinary, even surpassing the Imperial Palace in its royal grandeur.

Prince Fumihito, leading his wife, concubine, and a thousand advisors, waited in the main hall to greet them. Afei thought to himself, 'The Prince is quite giving me face!'

→Chapter 077-" A Night of Terror at the Banquet←

But seeing Yamai Takeo leading eight men in black standing guard on both sides, Afei couldn't help but feel uneasy: Had Yamai Hiroshi and his men's takeover of the Yamaguchi-gumi not gone smoothly? Takeo, unlike his usual honest and simple self, had a sharp, eagle-like gaze fixed on Afei, filled with boundless hatred. If looks could kill, Afei would have died a hundred times over.

Seeing Takeo's eyes blazing with hatred, Afei felt slightly relieved; at least it meant that Yamai Hiroshi and his men had successfully driven Takeo out of the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters and had successfully taken control of the group. Afei ignored Takeo's hateful gaze and walked forward coldly, Junko holding his hand, skipping happily.

Suddenly, Yamai Takeo led eight men in black and pounced on Afei like lightning, completely disregarding Junko's safety. Both the Princess and the Imperial Concubine paled, while Prince Fumihito continued to observe Afei's reaction with a smile. The two white-clad figures beside him stared blankly at everything before them. Amidst Junko's screams, a familiar scene unfolded before everyone's eyes: the black-clad figures, including Takeo Yamai, flew out one after another, like butterflies flitting about, like petals blooming. Whether Prince Fumihito and the others had seen Keanu Reeves' *The Matrix* or Stephen Chow's *Kung Fu Hustle*, Afei had already leaped into the air, holding Junko, and landed before them. Only then did they hear the black-clad figures land with a thud. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two white-clad figures, but they maintained their aloof and arrogant expressions, standing unmoved beside Prince Fumihito.

Prince Fumihito clapped his hands and laughed, "Impressive skills! Truly worthy of being an emissary of Amaterasu! Mr. Dragon has indeed broadened my horizons! Haha!" "

Prince Fumihito is much fatter than Emperor Yongren, yet his demeanor exudes an aura of dominance. Afei sneered, 'Is this how a prince treats his guests?'"

"Since no one believes me, I had no choice but to force you to demonstrate your skills! I apologize for this; please don't take offense!"

Prince Fumihito maintained a smile, but Afei noticed his sharp eyes, his self-assured demeanor, and his imposing presence—no wonder he was more popular than Emperor Yongren.

"Hahahaha! I've long heard of Your Highness's illustrious reputation! It's an honor to be summoned today!"

Afei laughed heartily, mimicking Stephen Chow's style, knowing this was a bad day, a trap set by Xiang Yu or Guan Yu's solo journey. Despite the laughter, Afei remained calm and composed.

"Mother! " Junko

threw herself into the arms of a mature, beautiful woman. That must be Junko's mother, Princess Asakura Maimi, wife of Prince Fumihito. Actually, she was more of a beautiful young woman, with high-piled hair, willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, and a delicate nose. Her skin was as white as snow, like jade. Her elegant yet novel kimono, though loose, accentuated her graceful figure—high breasts, a slender waist, and full hips. Her shapely legs were faintly visible as she moved. Her bright eyes were captivating, full of allure. Jin Huimin had said she was about thirty-six, but she looked no more than thirty. She possessed both noble elegance and the allure of a young woman in her prime, as well as the gentle grace of a refined lady. She whispered something in Junko's ear, and Junko, nestled in her mother's arms, glanced shyly at Afei.

"These are the ninja duo, the Takemiya brothers! The elder brother is Takemiya Masaki, and the younger brother is Takemiya Masahiro!" "

Prince Fumihito actually introduced two people in white first. It seems he's ambitious; his advisors are far more important to him than his queen or concubine.

The two wooden figures looked at Afei arrogantly. Afei simply ignored them, his eyes glued to Junko and the two beauties beside her.

Prince Fumihito's eyes flashed with delight, as if he had discovered Afei's fatal weakness. He smiled and scolded his beloved daughter Junko, 'Junko, why don't you introduce your mother and aunt to Mr. Ryu?'

'Brother Afei, this is my mother, this is my Aunt Mako, and the one you met at school is my Aunt Yoshiko. Aunt Yoshiko is Aunt Mako's sister, and also my father's sister; Aunt Mako is Aunt Yoshiko's older sister, and also my father's older sister!'"

Junko, beaming with joy, grabbed Afei's hand and began to introduce him, so excited that she became incoherent and rambling, as if she were reciting a Japanese tongue twister.

Afei saw Prince Fumihito's older sister, Mako, with her hair styled in a high bun, revealing her long, snow-white neck. She was as beautiful as a swan. Her sky-blue low-cut dress outlined her graceful figure, and her full, beautiful legs were faintly visible through black stockings. A scent of French perfume mixed with a faint lavender wafted from her, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her slightly full, red lips added to her sexiness. She resembled Elizabeth Taylor or Hong Kong star Shu Qi. She was sexy and alluring, with full, high breasts that made her dress bulge. Her deep cleavage was captivating. Her slender waist and full, shapely hips were alluring. She must have been nearly 40, but she was well-maintained and looked like a young woman in her prime. The faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes did not detract from her beauty but rather enhanced her charm. Unlike Yoshiko's petite, delicate, and youthful beauty, and unlike Asakura Maimi's elegant and ethereal beauty, she initially appeared quiet, virtuous, proud, and aloof, but her eyes sparkled with a captivating charm. Noticing Afei staring intently at her, Mako, who had remained steadfastly faithful to her husband for a year since his death, couldn't help but lower her head shyly under Afei's intense gaze. Junko and her mother exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

"Come on! Prepare a grand feast to properly entertain Mr. Ryu!"

Prince Fumihito, pleased by Afei's lecherous gaze, loudly ordered. Right there in the golden hall of Akishino Palace, Australian lobsters, abalone, shark fin, prawns, mackerel, yellow croaker, conger eel, blue crab, grouper, fritillaria, mussels, and other seafood were all laid out, a feast for the senses. Prince Fumihito sat at the head of the table, with Obi to his left, the Takemiya brothers to his right, and Princess Asakura Maimi and Princess Mako to his left. Junko insisted on sitting with Obi, and Prince Fumihito, feigning anger but genuinely pleased, let her be.

"My precious daughter is always so willful and capricious, yet she's so obedient and submissive to her teacher. It's truly rare!"

Prince Fumihito chuckled. Obi, sensing the hidden meaning in his words, blushed and didn't know how to respond.

Junko, however, exclaimed playfully, "That's only natural! Because he's our teacher!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"As the old saying goes: You may not believe in gods and Buddhas, but you cannot be disrespectful to them!"

Prince Fumihito spoke with an air of authority. "In modern society, people are naturally skeptical. However, I have always been absolutely certain that Mr. Ryu is a messenger of Amaterasu! Because, when I was young, my mother taught me to absolutely obey all the instructions of Amaterasu. Regardless of differing opinions, I will first offer Mr. Ryu three cups!"

It's inevitable that some of my fathers and brothers will remain silent, drinking alone, clearly not accepting Mr. Ryu's claim of being a messenger of Amaterasu.

Afei downed three cups in quick succession, laughing heartily, "Your Highness is overthinking it! In this world, for anyone or anything, there will be those who agree and those who disagree. As long as there's food and drink, why care what others say? Let them talk, I'll just drink! Haha!" "

Afei grabbed the two large claws of the Australian lobster and devoured it with gusto.

'Unrestrained and wild, sir, you are truly a man of character!'

Prince Fumihito laughed heartily. Junko happily joined her brother Afei in their feast, while Princess Asakura Maimi and Princess Mako, seeing the two young men eating like this, couldn't help but shake their heads in disapproval.

'Your Highness, Nishimura Yukisa requests an audience!'

the old steward A reported.

'What does this right-wing lunatic want now? Let him in!'

Prince Fumihito said with a gloomy face. 'Mr. Ryu must have heard of Nishimura Shingo's name, right? Afei certainly knows! Nishimura Shingo is a well-known right-wing conservative in Japanese politics and the first member of parliament to set foot on the Diaoyu Islands, which are inherent Chinese territory. Nishimura Shingo quickly rose to fame in Japanese politics with his 'maverick' attitude after entering the political arena.'" In May 1997, Nishimura, then a member of the Liberal Party, along with his followers, carried the Japanese flag and landed on the Diaoyu Islands, an inherent part of China's territory, becoming the first Japanese member of parliament to blatantly infringe upon the islands. After landing, Nishimura arrogantly claimed that the landing on the "Senkaku Islands" (Japan's name for the Diaoyu Islands) "marked the rise of the Great Japanese Empire and the awakening of Japanese national consciousness." Nishimura's provocative actions were immediately met with strong condemnation from the Chinese government and people.

"Of course I know Nishimura Shingo, but what is the relationship between him and this Nishimura Yukisuke?"

Afei asked, putting down his lobster with interest.

"This Nishimura Yukisuke is Nishimura Shingo's youngest son, and his older brother is the current Minister of Education, Nishimura Kosuke!"

Prince Fumihito said.

“After Nishimura was appointed Parliamentary Vice-Minister of Defense (equivalent to Deputy Minister of National Defense) in May, he once again made shocking remarks in a talk show column in the Japanese magazine Playboy. He not only advocated for Japan's nuclear armament, but also compared the right of collective self-defense to ‘preventing Japanese ladies from being raped by foreign men,’ and ridiculed female members of the Social Democratic Party who upheld the pacifist constitution as ‘a bunch of idiots,’ claiming, ‘Even if you were raped, I would absolutely not save you.’”

Masaki Takemiya finally couldn’t help but speak up. “As a result, after this issue of the magazine was published, Nishimura was forced to resign a month after taking office due to public opinion and political pressure.”

"But Nishimura continued to make various 'radical remarks' afterward. Not long ago, Nishimura was also keen on participating in the issue of Japanese hostages being abducted and actively advocating for sanctions against North Korea!"

said Masahiro Takemiya. "Nishimura's 'radical' stance is quite popular in an increasingly right-leaning society. I heard that more than 40 'Japan True Enlightenment Associations' have been established nationwide by Japanese people who support Nishimura's words and deeds. Some time ago, the Mainichi Shimbun quoted an Osaka prefectural assembly member as saying that if Nishimura were to run for office, he wouldn't need to spend any money; supporters from all over the country would come with boxed lunches to cheer him on! Haha! A real right-wing fanatic! However, his youngest son, Nishimura Yukisa, is a rising star among ninjas!"

Nishimura Yukisa's hair was disheveled and messy, and his figure was shriveled up. He had obviously just drunk alcohol and was quite drunk. He staggered into the Golden Hall. Could this be a rising star among ninjas? "What brings Yukisa here?"

Prince Fumihito disliked people who were not dressed properly and asked with displeasure.

“Your Highness, don’t laugh at my arrogance! I’ve come here with a request!”

Nishimura Yukisuke said, swaying slightly.

“What is it?”

Prince Fumihito asked.

“I would like to request Your Highness’s permission to borrow the royal aircraft!”

Nishimura Yukisuke said, and everyone was taken aback. Nishimura Yukisuke continued arrogantly, “I want to pilot the royal aircraft to Takeshima!”

Everyone was shocked and looked at Prince Fumihito.

Prince Fumihito sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "Our country's diplomacy is hitting roadblocks everywhere, stumbling at every step. The situation between Japan and South Korea is already very tense. You right-wingers shouldn't add fuel to the fire! I cannot agree to this!"

"What? What did Your Highness say?"

Nishimura Yukisa staggered forward. Everyone thought he hadn't heard clearly and didn't pay any attention. The Takemiya brothers exchanged cold smiles. Suddenly, Nishimura Yukisa's figure grew taller, and he flew over like lightning. The Takemiya brothers drew their t-blades, and with a clanging sound, Nishimura Yukisa had already desperately rushed over and stood beside Prince Fumihito. His t-blade had already been chipped in several places, but it was still held against Prince Fumihito's neck. Nishimura Yukisa's face changed drastically, and he threatened, "If Your Highness insists on not complying, blood will surely be spilled seven steps away!"

"Nishimura, how dare you!"

the Takemiya brothers shouted angrily, but dared not approach. Princess Asakura Maimi and Princess Mako were shocked and froze. Junko screamed in fright and clung to Afei's arms.

Nishimura Yukisa was clearly injured; his right arm, which was gripping the knife, was covered in blood. He was completely different from how he had been before, now resembling a gambler who had lost his mind, or a desperate villain, staring intently at the Takemiya brothers.

→Chapter 078 - A Promise

Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold← "Brother Yukisuke, I have always treated your Nishimura family well, so why are you acting like this?"

Prince Fumihito was secretly surprised but remained calm under pressure, displaying the demeanor of a great general. He deliberately spoke leisurely, trying to distract Nishimura Yukisuke.

"Your Highness," Nishimura Yukisuke had just answered when the Takemiya brothers, like eight-armed monsters, unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons, aimed directly and accurately at Nishimura Yukisuke's face. With a series of "whoosh" sounds, Nishimura Yukisuke remained unharmed, holding up a metal plate—a small magnet. All the hidden weapons, including darts and iron pincers, were attracted to the magnet. Nishimura Yukisuke sneered, "Do you think I'm all talk and no action?"

Prince Fumihito and the Takemiya brothers exchanged pale glances. Takemiya Masahiro's right hand reached for his waist.

"Don't even think about using a pistol! Look at this! At worst, we'll all die together!" "

Nishimura Yukisa ripped open his shirt, revealing explosives clustered around his chest. Everyone's faces turned deathly pale. An unbearable silence fell over the golden hall of Akishino Palace.

"Father!" Junko almost cried, looking at Tobi, "Tobi-nii, what should we do?"

"Your Highness, I need some ice in my wine! Please!"

Tobi called out, and everyone almost laughed in exasperation. Someone was about to die, and he still wanted ice in his wine!

"Tobi-nii!"

Junko was so anxious she was almost crying, her voice tinged with reproach.

"What? Are we neglecting our old guests just because we have new ones?" "

Afei still called out leisurely. Prince Fumihito was almost furious. The Takemiya brothers looked at him helplessly. Nishimura Yukisa was also puzzled, looking at this young man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Princess Asakura Maimi didn't know what he was up to, but for some reason, she had an inexplicable faith in this so-called messenger of Amaterasu. Besides, they were helpless now, so they had no choice but to try anything. She obediently brought a box of ice to Afei.

"Mr. Long, please save the prince!"

Princess Asakura Maimi pleaded, sobbing.

"Your Highness, don't delay any longer! Delaying will not benefit either of us! Quickly order the royal planes to be dispatched! I will guarantee your safety! Otherwise, hehe!"

Nishimura Yukisa said arrogantly, confident of victory.

"Why fight and kill over human affairs? Why don't you sit down and have a drink, brother?" "

Afei laughed at Nishimura Yukisa.

"You brat, who are you?"

Nishimura Yukisa retorted angrily.

"This is Mr. Ryu, the messenger of Amaterasu!"

Prince Fumihito, seeing that Afei had something to say, calmed down and introduced him without batting an eye.

"Haha! What time is it? Don't talk about messengers, even if Amaterasu herself came down, I, Nishimura Yukisa, wouldn't be afraid!"

Nishimura Yukisa arrogantly shouted, "What skills does a greenhorn have that deserves your respect? Haha!"

"Oh?"

Afei smiled and placed a block of ice in his palm, saying, "I don't have any special skills, I'm just trying to make a living and drink! Look, the ice in my palm is starting to melt!" Sure enough,

the ice in the middle of his palm began to melt, but steam rose from it.

"A magic trick? Haha!"

Nishimura Yukisa laughed wildly, "Even if you've mastered Iron Palm, what can you do to me?"

"Is that so?" "

Ah Fei smiled and said, "Brother, how about taking my knife?"

As he spoke, he picked up a small knife used for cutting steak and peeling fruit with his left hand. Princess Asakura Maimi and Princess Mako turned pale with embarrassment, Junko wished she could cover her eyes to avoid watching Ah Fei's clumsy performance, and the Takemiya brothers were stunned, thinking to themselves, "Is this envoy crazy?" "Haha! You brat, with such a small knife..." Nishimura Yukisa laughed wildly, seeing Ah Fei wave his hands, the knife struck the magnet with a "clang," the force was so great that it shook the magnet twice. As expected, everyone shouted that it was over.

However, Nishimura Yukisa stood there straight for a long time without saying a word, "Who said you have to have a knife to kill someone?"

Ah Fei, however, clapped his hands leisurely and laughed, "Your Highness, are you still reluctant to leave that dead man?"

"Dead man?" Prince Fumihito

dared not move, but the Takemiya brothers vaguely sensed something amiss. They leaped forward and, upon closer inspection, found Nishimura Yukisuke already dead, a violent death. A lobster's massive V-shaped appendage was embedded in his temple, a tiny drop of blood frozen in his throat. His eyes were wide open; he couldn't believe he'd died at the hands of a mere youth, and without even knowing how he'd died—a complete injustice!

Prince Fumihito, finally relieved, freed himself from Nishimura Yukisuke's grasp and exclaimed, "Is he really dead?" "

Mr. Long used a feint, a small knife as a decoy, but actually struck Nishimura Yukisuke's temple and throat with a lobster claw and an ice crystal! Mr. Long is truly extraordinary!" Takemiya Masaki

exclaimed in admiration.

"I've only heard of Tai Chi's ability to control swords with qi, and of the pinnacle of skill allowing one to injure people with flying flowers and leaves—those are mythical figures like Chu Liuxiang and Li Xunhuan, martial arts masters!" " I never imagined I would witness such a breathtaking scene today, with Lobster Big V and Ice Distilled Seed killing someone so silently! We are utterly convinced! We are ashamed to say we cannot even come close to your level!"

Takemiya Masahiro bowed respectfully and said.

"You flatter me, both of you!"

Afei said modestly.

"Fortunately, it was a close call! Please take charge of handling Nishimura Yukisuke's funeral arrangements!"

Prince Fumihito said, "Please invite Mr. Ryu to my study for a chat!"

Prince Fumihito's study was decorated in a very elegant and refined style, filled with the fragrance of books. There were guzheng, Go, calligraphy by Wang Xizhi and Zhang Xu, paintings by Wu Daozi and Emperor Huizong of Song, and especially various books on military strategy and political theory. Sun Tzu's Art of War and Clausewitz's On War particularly attracted Afei's attention.

Princess Asakura Maimi respectfully served tea, and Prince Fumihito bowed respectfully and said solemnly, "Thank you for saving my life, sir! From now on, you are my friend and can freely enter and leave Prince Akishino's residence!" “

Your Highness is too kind to flatter me! I have come here with a specific purpose!”

Afei said sincerely.

“Sir, there’s no need for further words. I know perfectly well!”

Prince Fumihito said calmly. “I know you’ve come to advise me to behave myself! As the saying goes, the tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease! Today, before you, and before Amaterasu, I solemnly promise: First, as long as you are in the East, I will uphold the code of conduct for a subject!”

“Oh? As long as I am in the East, Your Highness will uphold the code of conduct for a subject?” "

Afei asked, and the two men smiled at each other, understanding each other implicitly. Peace is always temporary, while conflict is permanent; stillness is always relative, while change is absolute! Whether it's the Emperor, Prince Fumihito, or Prime Minister Higashihisa, they are like a three-legged stool. Breaking any one of them would lead to an imbalance of power. If the mild and weak Emperor loses power, allowing Prime Minister Higashihisa, representing the right wing, or the ambitious Prince Fumihito to take control of the situation, it would be even more detrimental to China and Asia! Weighing two benefits, choose the greater; weighing two harms, choose the lesser!

"If there is one, there must be two. Afei would like to hear the details!"

Afei said.

"Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring! And this is the second! If the Emperor can produce a Crown Prince this year, I will henceforth faithfully serve as a subject. Otherwise, don't blame me for coveting the throne and wanting Prince Hisahito, my son, to rule the world!"

Prince Fumihito said proudly.

"Does Your Highness keep your word?"

Afei asked.

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond! Besides, I am a prince!"

Prince Fumihito said resolutely, "I am willing to swear an oath with you, sir!"

The two men clapped their hands.

"Afei has learned much; let's wait and see! I believe Your Highness will not deceive me!"

Afei laughed.

"Is Yamai Takeo related to you, sir?"

Prince Fumihito asked.

"So Your Highness has been eyeing the Yamaguchi-gumi for a long time!"

Afei laughed. "Yi-nan was Your Highness's brilliant move; you almost succeeded!"

"Haha! In the end, it all fell apart! I still admire you, sir! I originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and win, but I didn't expect even Yamai Hiroshi, Ryūshita, and Higashino to be so obedient and subservient to you. It's truly beyond my expectations!"

Prince Fumihito laughed. "If Yi-nan has offended anyone, I beg you to be magnanimous and let him off the hook!"

"No matter how unworthy Yi-nan is, I still have to consider my aunt's feelings!"

Afei laughed. "I won't deliberately make things difficult for him, but I also want to ask Your Highness to be lenient!"

"Oh? Are you referring to that disrespectful bastard, Uekusa?"

Prince Fumihito laughed and scolded, then asked in surprise, "How did he manage to climb onto your high branch?"

"The relationships involved are complicated and complex, too numerous to explain in a few words!"

Afei laughed. "Your Highness, just ignore it!"

"Since you've spoken, how could I dare disobey? Haha!" Prince

Fumihito was in high spirits, blinked, and said, "How about I ask you to relax a bit?"

He clapped his hands as a signal, and two alluring beauties entered, their bodies voluptuous, almond-shaped eyes and cherry lips radiating charm and wantonness. Prince Fumihito immediately became completely captivated, his earlier valiant spirit now replaced by lecherousness. Afei, however, found the two beauties a bit too seductive. Noticing the disgusted look in Princess Asakura Maimi's eyes, he realized that the two women even had Adam's apples. Damn it, they were transvestites!

"Afei wouldn't dare disturb Your Highness's enjoyment, I must take my leave!"

Afei laughed.

“Since you don’t like this flavor, I won’t force you! Hehe!” Prince

Fumihito said with a smile. “It’s getting late. How about you stay at Akishino Palace for the night? My daughter is willful and capricious, but she is obedient and docile only towards you. I am honored to have you show her mercy! Your Highness, please personally escort Mr. Ryu to Junko’s place!”

Afei followed Princess Asakura Maimi out. The moon was high in the sky, and the night was hazy. Two palace maids led the way.

“Thanks to your help just now, sir, the consequences would have been unimaginable! You are truly skilled and courageous! You remained calm in the face of danger and wiped out the enemy with a few words! Our entire royal palace is very grateful to you!”

Princess Asakura Maimi praised gently.

"It's all thanks to the ice personally delivered by the Princess!"

Afei laughed. "Of course, I should thank the Princess for her complete trust in me!"

"You are the messenger of Amaterasu Omikami. Even the two heroes of the Takemiya Palace were helpless at the time, so I had no choice but to place all my hopes on you, sir. To be honest, I was quite skeptical at the time!"

Princess Asakura Maimi said sincerely.

"Does the Princess believe me now?"

Afei felt very comfortable listening to Princess Asakura Maimi's gentle and pleasant voice.

"I am completely convinced! No wonder Sister Masako (Kim Hye-min) said long ago that you are extraordinary and unparalleled!"

Princess Asakura Maimi praised respectfully. "If we start from Kim Hye-min, I should call you Sister Princess; if we start from Junko, I should call you Aunt Princess. I'm a little unsure what to do?"

Afei said with a smile.

→Chapter 079 - A Beautiful Mother and Daughter (Part 1)←

"Isn't that simple? Sir, you can call me 'sister' in front of Masako, and you can call me 'auntie' in front of Junko. Wouldn't that make perfect sense?"

Princess Asakura Maimi said with a charming smile, seemingly forgetting that Prince Fumihito was currently indulging in debauchery with a transvestite, and her mood began to improve.

"It's just that the Princess is too young and too beautiful. Even in front of Junko, you two look like sisters. I think it's more reasonable for me to call you 'sister'!"

Afei teased.

"No wonder Sister Masako said you're so good at charming women! No wonder even the usually willful and capricious Junko is so submissive to you!"

Princess Asakura Maimi thought to herself with delight. "I'm old and past my prime, what's with all this talk about youth and beauty? You'd be more reasonable to say that to Junko!"

"Sister, you possess both noble and elegant qualities, the charm of a young woman in her prime, and the grace of a gentle and refined lady! Your age is the most mature, captivating, sexy, and alluring time for a woman. I wonder how many beautiful women would be envious!"

Afei praised sincerely.

Princess Asakura Maimi felt a little dizzy from such enthusiastic and almost nauseating praise and flattery. She slipped and almost fell. Fortunately, Afei reacted quickly and caught her in his arms.

"Sister, be careful!"

Only then did Afei realize his lecherous hand was gripping Princess Asakura Maimi's high, firm breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra under her kimono, and her breasts felt full, soft, and incredibly elastic. Seizing this opportunity, Afei wasn't about to let go easily. He deliberately asked, "Sister, are you hurt? Is your foot alright?"

Princess Asakura Maimi, nestled in his arms, was intoxicated by his strong, masculine scent. She could clearly feel his large hand intentionally or unintentionally gripping her breasts, as if her entire heart was being held in his grasp, pounding wildly like a deer. A tingling sensation spread from her breasts throughout her body.

"Is Your Highness alright?"

Two maids hurriedly came forward to inquire.

"Your Highness is alright, I'll help you. You two little sisters, please lead the way without worry!"

Afei, already lustful, wasn't about to let Princess Asakura Maimi off easily, especially considering she was Prince Fumihito's principal wife and Junko's mother. The thought of her noble status fueled his desire, and his fingers twitched. "Is it alright, Your Highness?"

"I'm fine, just a little numb in my feet. Go and inform Junko first; Mr. Ryu and I will be there soon."

Princess Asakura Maimi, unaware that he was holding her breasts, still couldn't resist Afei's embrace, and calmly gave the order.

Afei watched the two maids leave, admiring Princess Asakura Maimi's shy demeanor, even more beautiful and alluring under the moonlight.

"Since your feet are a little numb, how about I massage them for you?"

Afei said, seizing the opportunity.

"No need! Sir, I'm fine now!"

Princess Asakura Maimi, flustered and embarrassed, said, "I'm about to see Junko, so please don't call me 'sister' anymore." "Auntie, I was hoping to curry favor with you, but alas, my affections are unrequited!"

Seeing no one around, Afei brazenly kneaded Princess Asakura Maimi's breasts.

"Sir, your hands..." Princess Asakura Maimi trembled slightly from his caresses, the tingling sensation stimulating her long-dormant heart. Shy yet strangely pleasant, she pleaded shyly, "

No need for your help, sir, I'm fine now!"

"Afei wishes he could support you like this all the time!"

Afei lovingly grasped Princess Asakura Maimi's high, full breasts; even through the kimono, the feel was incredibly pleasurable.

"Sir, please! Let me go!" "

Princess Asakura Maimi, panting heavily, grabbed his hand, almost pleading, 'I am, after all, the Princess Consort of a Prince! Sir, you mustn't be so rude!'

'Of course I can let go, sister!'

Afei still wouldn't easily relinquish his grip, teasingly saying, 'Auntie, answer me one question, and I'll let go.' 'Ask away, sir, I'll answer everything I know!'

Princess Asakura Maimi pleaded, her delicate hand still tightly gripping Afei's lecherous hand.

'Were the two who served the Prince just now transvestites?'

Afei felt nauseous at the thought of those two androgynous figures.

Princess Asakura Maimi immediately fell silent, her beautiful face pale and her expression tragic." Afei knew his unfortunate words had come true, and he felt a pang of sympathy and pity for Princess Asakura Maimi. He slowly lowered his hand from her breasts, stood respectfully beside her, and said gently, "I'm sorry! I touched a raw nerve!"

Princess Asakura Maimi was heartbroken; her beautiful eyes closed, tears streaming down her face, a sight that evoked pity. She weakly and helplessly grasped Afei's clothes, nestled against his chest, and sobbed uncontrollably. Afei gently embraced her slender waist, speechless with emotion. Though he was surrounded by her warm embrace, he felt no lustful thoughts, only a desire to silently share her sorrow.

Princess Asakura Maimi gradually stopped crying and murmured, "Two years! He's been obsessed with this!"

Afei sighed inwardly, perhaps the immense political pressure had driven Prince Fumihito to this almost perverse game as a way to vent his inner turmoil.

“Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way! I will do my best to help Your Highness regain your humanity!”

Afei sighed. In today’s modern society, skyscrapers rise into the sky, but humanity is increasingly being extinguished within these steel and concrete structures, lost in the insatiable, soul-consuming desires.

“Thank you, sir!”

Princess Asakura Maimi said, sobbing.

"Alright! Sister, don't cry! If you keep crying, I'll be sad too!"

Afei gently reached out his right hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "If Junko sees you crying, she'll think I've been bullying you!"

Princess Asakura Maimi looked at him so tenderly and considerately, and nestled against his strong and broad chest, she felt so safe and warm. His strong masculine aura made her heart flutter. His earlier advances had made her body weak and numb, and a long-lost desire sprouted from the bottom of her heart. She shyly opened his right hand and said coquettishly, "Didn't you bully me just now? You little rascal!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. How could she, a princess, say such flirtatious words to this young Chinese man, who was also her daughter's boyfriend? This little lecher had just restrained his lust, and her words were tantamount to rekindling his desire.

As expected, Afei was aroused by her seductive charm, and he immediately embraced Princess Asakura Maimi tightly, wishing he could melt her soft, voluptuous body into his own. His face was pressed against her pink cheek, and his heavy breaths searched for her cherry-like lips.

Princess Asakura Maimi weakly pushed Afei away, feeling his embrace tighten and his lips getting closer and closer. She murmured breathlessly, "I am Junko's mother after all! I can't!"

"Forget everything! You only have two choices: either kiss me, or accept my kiss!"

Afei wildly caressed Princess Asakura Maimi's jade-like back with both hands, finally cupping and kneading her plump, round buttocks.

"Please! No!"

Princess Asakura Maimi felt him not only wildly fondling and kneading her plump, round buttocks, but also rubbing his erect penis against her soft abdomen. She felt as if her whole body was on fire, tingling and numb. Her pleading was almost a gasp, her cherry-like lips, fragrant with orchids, both resisting and welcoming the teasing touch of his lips.

Finally, Afei kissed Princess Asakura Maimi's moist, soft lips. She widened her beautiful eyes in shame and fear, quickly losing herself in Afei's skillful kissing technique. His tongue swiftly broke through her teeth, exploring her warm, soft mouth. Two years of suppressed desire ignited, and she involuntarily extended her sweet, fragrant tongue, meeting his with hers, their lips intertwining and sucking. Princess Asakura Maimi closed her beautiful eyes comfortably, her cherry-like lips slightly parted, enjoying the ambiguous stimulation of his sucking on her tongue.

"Mmm, mmm!"

A passionate kiss, a fiery tongue, sweet saliva, lips and tongues intertwined, sucking and entwining. The unprecedented wet kiss made her struggles seem so weak and powerless. Her delicate hands were already on his chest, trying to push him away, but slowly they reached behind him, beginning to passionately embrace his broad back and waist. The long-empty heart, the years of lonely resentment, all of it erupted in this wet kiss. She began to kiss him back involuntarily, passionately sucking on his large tongue, her delicate hands tightly embracing his broad back and waist, affectionately stroking his back.

Afei, overcome with passion, lifted her kimono and slipped his hand between her legs, his fingers just touching the cleavage revealed by her panties. Princess Asakura Maimi suppressed a moan, desperately pushing away his embrace, panting heavily, "Sir, Junko is still waiting for you!"

Afei, feeling a pang of disappointment, couldn't help but smile at her alluring demeanor, "Alright! I'll spare you for now!"

He then made his way to Junko's bedroom. The room was elegantly fragrant and refined, with a portrait of the Japanese actor Eguchi Yosuke hanging on the wall. Junko and her two pretty maids were waiting respectfully.

"So, Junko likes Eguchi Yosuke? That's quite to my taste!"

Afei chuckled.

"Brother Fei, do you like Yosuke Eguchi too?"

Junko nestled happily into Fei's arms. "I love 'The White Tower'!"

"Auntie, you must have seen one of Yosuke Eguchi's classic old films, right?"

Fei asked Princess Asakura Maimi with a smile.

Princess Asakura Maimi replied shyly, "Sir, are you talking about 'Tokyo Love Story'? Oh! I love that one so much, it's such a classic! It touched generations of Japanese girls!"

"I love it too! That's why I've always dreamed of a real Tokyo love story, so tender and moving!"

Fei hugged Junko, his eyes filled with tender affection as he gazed intently at Princess Asakura Maimi.

Princess Asakura Maimi understood the hidden meaning in his words. Her heart fluttered under his intense gaze, and she said shyly and happily, "Sir, your dream is spot on! Now you've met our Junko, haven't you?"

Junko, blushing with delight and bashful shyness, called out coquettishly, "Mama!"

"Alright! Stop being so coquettish! Junko, go and have Ume and Kiku help you bathe and change. When you come back, you can serve Mr. Ryu properly!"

said Princess Asakura Maimi. "Mama has something else to tell Mr. Ryu!"

The two maids helped Junko bathe and change.

"Does Sister have anything else to whisper?"

Afei asked with a mischievous grin, deliberately moving closer to Princess Asakura Maimi's alluring body.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Princess Asakura Maimi, seeing his lecherous gaze lingering over her high, full breasts, shyly retreated, blushing and teasing, "Still calling me 'sister'? Sir should call me 'auntie'!"

"Actually, you'll be my mother-in-law sooner or later, and I should call you 'Mom' like Junko does! As long as you call me 'Afei'!"

Afei pressed closer, squeezing Princess Asakura Maimi under the portrait of Eguchi Yosuke, teasing, "May I ask what advice Mom has for you?"

Princess Asakura Maimi said shyly, "Afei! What I want to say is, Junko is only 16 years old and still a high school student... " She didn't know what to say. "What exactly does 'Mom' mean?"

Afei slowly and gently put his arm around Princess Asakura Maimi's slender waist, his strong body gradually moving closer, teasing with a wicked smile, "I don't understand."

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"Afei! Listen to me! I mean Junko told me that she's already yours," Princess Asakura Maimi said shyly.

"What else did she tell you?"

Afei leered as he began to tightly embrace Princess Asakura Maimi's delicate body, intimately touching and rubbing against her.

"Junko also said you're very good," Princess Asakura Maimi murmured shyly.

"Did she tell Mom what I'm good at?"

Afei looked at Princess Asakura Maimi's shy and charming appearance, his appetite aroused, his erection pressing unabashedly against her soft belly.

"Afei:"

Princess Asakura Maimi could still feel the awe-inspiring size of his manhood even through her clothes. Her entire body felt weak and numb, and she pleaded breathlessly, "Don't do this! Junko and the others will be out soon!"

"Don't worry, I won't overstep any boundaries!"

Afei grinned mischievously. "Mom hasn't finished yet."

"I mean, Junko is only 16 years old, and she's just lost her virginity. You have to be gentle later! And..." Princess Asakura Maimi felt his manhood was truly unparalleled. A long-lost desire struggled painfully between her inner desires and her moral principles, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

"And what?"

Afei enjoyed the sensory stimulation from Princess Asakura Maimi's flat and soft abdomen, and his hands grasped her plump and round buttocks, kneading them passionately.

"Moreover, I was worried that Junko wouldn't be able to withstand the master's wrath alone, so I specially arranged for two maids, Ume and Kiku, to accompany Junko in serving the master. They are my personal maids, and they are quite pretty and sweet-looking, aren't they? And..." Princess Asakura Maimi said breathlessly, feeling as if her delicate body was about to be kneaded and made wet.

"Mother has given me her personal maid! Mother is so kind to me! I'm so touched! How can I properly thank Mother and Sister?" Afei

lewdly thrust his erect penis between Princess Asakura Maimi's legs, "What else?"

"Afei!"

Princess Asakura Maimi felt his enormous member pressing against her vulva through her clothes, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading through her. Her vulva became wet and slippery, and she spoke almost as a moan, "Also, Junko is still a high school student, you must wear a condom!"

"But I've never worn a condom before!"

Afei lewdly thrust into Princess Asakura Maimi's mound, "Then you must teach me, Sister!" "Ugh—"

Princess Asakura Maimi couldn't help but moan, "No!"

"Sister, don't leave tonight, stay with me with Junko, okay? So you won't worry about this and that!" "

Afei lewdly teased.

"No! No!"

Princess Asakura Maimi felt Afei almost thrusting into her body through her clothes, and she couldn't help but tremble and gasp as she pleaded, "Please, let me go!" "Then there's only one way out for me: I want you to put a condom on me yourself!"

Afei teased.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Princess Asakura Maimi groaned and pleaded.

"Since you won't agree, then you and Junko can keep me company!"

Afei shamelessly hugged Princess Asakura Maimi tightly, rubbing her thighs together wantonly.

"Afei! Afei!"

Princess Asakura Maimi noticed his growing arousal, his lecherous hands kneading her plump, round buttocks, even showing signs of further intrusion. She had no choice but to back down, panting and murmuring, "Alright! I'll put it on you." Princess Asakura Maimi glared at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment, extending her slender, delicate hand to slowly unzip Afei's pants. His enormous member sprang out naturally, head held high, chest puffed out, proudly displaying its power. Her heart pounded. What her sister Masako and her daughter Junko had said was absolutely true; it was indeed enormous, unparalleled. Even her husband, Fumihito, though a prince, could only feel inferior in this respect, unable to even come close. Oh dear, how could she, a princess, have such strange comparisons and thoughts at a time like this? How utterly embarrassing! She had brought a box of condoms with her, intending to prevent her husband, Prince Fumihito, and those two transvestites from getting pregnant. Alas! Who knew her husband wouldn't use them, but her son-in-law did. Princess Asakura Maimi took out a condom, smelling a long-lost fragrance. It was scented, meant to help women perform oral sex on men. Thinking of this, a surge of fire rose within her. Good heavens! What were she thinking? She still trembled, refusing to submit, when Afei suddenly embraced her delicate neck and kissed her cherry-like lips. Their lips and tongues met, saliva flowing freely. Princess Asakura Maimi pleaded, her body trembling, "Afei, please! They're coming out soon!"

"Sister, just do this as an aunt or a mother, and you'll feel more relaxed and natural!"

Afei coaxed softly.

Princess Asakura Maimi, shy and trembling with fear, finally extended her delicate hand. As soon as she grasped his enormous member, Afei breathed heavily and groaned, "Good sister! Good aunt!"

Princess Asakura Maimi's heart was already stirring with desire. Seeing Afei's delighted expression and encouraged by the man, she breathed heavily and closed her hand, tightly grasping his manhood. She felt his steel-like hardness, breathtaking magnificence, and burning heat. The long-lost manhood totem gave her senses a strong stimulation. She couldn't help but look at Afei with spring in her eyes, her cherry lips slightly parted, her heavy breathing fragrant, her delicate hand gently and actively stroking, kneading, and moving.

"Good Auntie!"

Afei embraced Princess Asakura Maimi's snow-white neck and kissed her passionately. She let him kiss, suck, and caress her tongue as he pleased. Afei's lustful hands also wandered between her jade legs, caressing and teasing her curves. The ambiguous and forbidden atmosphere between Afei and Princess Asakura Maimi grew stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, voices came from outside. Princess Asakura Maimi hurriedly stuffed the condom into Afei's hand, broke free from his embrace, and rushed outside. "Mommy, where are you going?"

Junko asked.

"Mommy has something to do, I have to go back to my room!"

Princess Asakura Maimi said in a flustered manner.

"Mommy, no! I don't want you to leave!"

Junko hugged her mother affectionately, and then the little girl even winked mischievously at Afei. "Silly girl, you two should rest! What am I doing here? I have to go back to your father's!"

Princess Asakura Maimi doted on her beloved daughter, gently stroking her thick, wet hair.

"Mom, don't lie to me! Dad is definitely with those two vixens again!"

Junko cried, hugging Princess Asakura Maimi tightly. "I don't want you to go back to the bedroom, all alone and lonely. I want Mom to stay with me! Mom!"

"Good daughter! My precious daughter has grown up and knows how to be considerate and caring towards her mother!"

Princess Asakura Maimi glanced at Afei, hugged Junko tightly, and said, choking back tears, "Mom is fine! You three should take good care of Mr. Ryu and help him rest!"

"Auntie!"

Afei took the initiative to grab Princess Asakura Maimi's arm and said, "Junko and I aren't in a hurry. Let's chat with you for a bit, okay?"

Japanese tatami mats are woven from rush grass, not rice straw. Their style, feel, and size are similar to Chinese straw-woven single-person cooling mats. But unlike cooling mats, which only appear on the bed in the height of summer, they are inseparable from the floor all year round. Tatami mats are connected by strips of cloth and fixed to the floor. Walking barefoot on them is smooth and non-slip, keeping feet warm in winter and cool in summer—clean and comfortable. In the bedroom, tatami mats are like "kang mats," accompanying one to sleep after the lights are turned off; in the living room, they are like "carpets," removing luxury and vanity while adding elegance and simplicity. "Kang mats" and "carpets" encourage men to sit cross-legged upon entering, while women kneel on the floor. Tatami mats, through "sitting on the floor" and "kneeling on the floor," strictly separate men and women in specific spaces, and together with their perfect partner—the sliding doors unique to Japanese rooms—they create a unique landscape, presenting a charming picture of traditional Japanese customs to the world. Junko's living room tatami mats are a vibrant green, resembling a lush meadow, while the bedroom tatami mats are pink, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

“The Prince is being outrageous! We’re all indignant on behalf of the Princess!”

Mei Zijuzi muttered under her breath.

“Shut up! Don’t talk nonsense!”

Princess Asakura Maimi scolded, and Mei Zijuzi was too frightened to utter a sound.

“Mother, they’re your personal maids, that’s why they’re speaking up for you!”

Junko sobbed. “After my eldest uncle passed away, Aunt Mako became a widow, enduring the loneliness of her youth; although my younger aunt married into a wealthy family, her husband is in America all year round, and her life isn’t happy either; Father inexplicably became obsessed with two vixens. Mother, how are you any different from them in being widows? I see you forcing a smile every day, but my heart is breaking for you!”

“Good daughter!”

Princess Asakura Maimi hugged her beloved daughter Junko, sobbing uncontrollably.

“They say marrying into a wealthy family is like entering a deep sea, and every family has its own troubles! I never imagined that Auntie, a princess, would have such a pitiful experience and an unhappy life! Afei will do his best to help the prince regain his normal humanity!”

Afei sighed.

“Brother Afei, distant water can't quench immediate thirst! Right now, my lonely and empty mother really needs your comfort and solace!”

Junko whispered to Afei.

“Junko, what are you saying?”

Princess Asakura Maimi heard this and scolded angrily.

“Mother, you'll have to suffer for a while!”

Junko mischievously winked at Umeko and Kikuko, and the three of them went up together and actually pushed Princess Asakura Maimi down on the tatami.

“Junko, what are you doing? Umeko, Kikuko, what are you doing? Don't mess around! Let me go right now!”

Princess Asakura Maimi screamed and struggled, but soon she was bound hand and foot by the three girls and laid flat on the tatami in a spread-eagle position. "Mom, I want my husband, Brother Fei, to give you happiness and joy in place of Dad!"

Junko said happily, as if she had just done something extraordinary.

"No! I'm your mother! Junko, let me go!"

Princess Asakura Maimi struggled and cried out.

Fei knew that Japanese films and anime often used terms like "Japanese moe body," "unorthodox love," and "forbidden love," which were used by the Japanese to describe certain forbidden loves in the past. For example, the incestuous relationships represented by the once-popular novel *Paradise Lost*, and homosexuality, SM, and mistress relationships that were once taboo, are now almost openly discussed in Japan. The boundary between normal and abnormal sex is blurred, and all stimulation has gradually become commonplace. As a result, "ordinary" love can no longer satisfy increasingly high demands for pleasure. Even works by great authors like Kawabata Yasunari, Oe Kenzaburo, and Watanabe Junichi contain many incestuous plots! Fei knew that Junko was more mature and open-minded than Sakura, but he hadn't expected Junko's thinking to be so trendy and avant-garde.

Mei and Juzi came over and removed Afei's clothes. When Afei stood naked in front of the four women, not only were the three girls, Junko, Mei, and Juzi, flustered, but even Princess Asakura Maimi couldn't help but admire Afei's strong and muscular body. Especially the enormous thing she had just aroused, which gave the four women a strong sensory stimulation, almost making them hold their breath in nervous shyness!

"Junko! I'm your mother! Let me go! You absolutely can't!"

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Princess Asakura Maimi still struggled and shouted, but Afei immediately pounced on her and kissed her cherry-like mouth.

Princess Asakura Maimi twisted her body violently, unable to break free from the ropes binding her hands and feet, nor could she escape Afei's passionate kiss. While sucking on her fragrant little tongue, Afei used his lecherous hands to undo her kimono, revealing a pair of snow-white, full breasts standing erect before him. This time, his lecherous hands readily grasped the full, soft peaks, kneading and caressing them wantonly. His other hand brazenly pressed against the cleavage tightly encased in her black lace panties.

Princess Asakura Maimi's violently convulsing body gradually calmed down. Even the most chaste and virtuous woman could not withstand his three-pronged teasing and arousal. She felt as if her soul had left her body, her heart brimming with desire, her body filled with a tingling, numbing sensation. Especially the itchy longing from her petals completely shook her mind and body. Once again, she couldn't help but stick out her fragrant, sweet little tongue, allowing him to suck on it wantonly.

"Brother Afei!"

Junko, clearly aroused, called out shyly and charmingly.

Afei noticed that Chunzi, Chuanmei, and Juzi had just finished bathing and changing, and were both wearing transparent gauze nightgowns, their exquisite curves faintly visible, creating a hazy and alluring beauty.

Afei simply lay flat, presenting his enormous member to Junko. Junko, understanding his meaning, willingly lay between his thighs, her slender hands grasping his penis, and opened her cherry-like mouth to take it inside. Afei comfortably pulled 16-year-old Meizi closer, his lustful hand caressing her delicate breasts, which, though not full, were soft and pink, making them incredibly tempting. His other lustful hand embraced 18-year-old Kikuko and began to kiss her wildly. Kikuko clumsily extended and retracted her sweet, fragrant tongue, but as soon as it came out, Afei bit it, leisurely sucking and entwining it, until Kikuko's almond-shaped eyes closed, her delicate body trembling and almost fainting.

Afei simply pulled Meizi between Princess Asakura Maimi's snow-white, rounded legs. Meizi's upper body lay on the princess's flat, soft abdomen. He pressed down on Meizi's delicate body, ready to pounce. Meizi was still very young and her breasts were not very full. Her small, firm, and rounded breasts were perfectly rounded and undulating, without a single pubic hair. She had a petite and exquisite figure, soft, snow-white arms, beautiful and rounded legs, slender and smooth calves, and a pair of youthful and alluring small and delicate breasts. Combined with her delicate, smooth, and tender skin, she was truly graceful, petite, and adorable, even more tempting to men than the famous actress Hirai Maria, who specialized in playing female students. Mei Zi tensed with fear, her small hands gripping A Fei's arm tightly. She pleaded shyly, "Sir, please go with Princess Chunzi first! I'm so scared!"

A Fei ignored her and thrust himself inside. As her pink petals were stretched open, Mei Zi frowned, her body trembling, and she groaned repeatedly, "It hurts! It hurts!" A Fei lowered his head and kissed her cherry-like lips, sucking on them. One hand grasped her small, delicate breasts, caressing and kneading them, while the other hand explored between her snow-white, tender legs, caressing and teasing them. Mei Zi, a virgin, could hardly withstand the three-pronged attack of this seasoned lover. A soft moan escaped her lips, her body writhing. Princess Asakura Maimi could also sense the tenderness and care that Afei showed to the virgin Meizi, secretly cursing the lecherous man for knowing how to cherish a woman. Junko, moved by the sight, rolled over and pressed herself against Kikuko's body, kissing and caressing her, a mock lovemaking for her own amusement.

Afei, sensing the opportune moment, suddenly and forcefully broke through Meizi's virginity. Meizi convulsed in pain, her two delicate white arms tightly embracing Afei's broad back and waist. Her beautiful face flushed red, her eyebrows furrowed, and two tears streamed down her cheeks, making her look utterly pitiful. It was breathtaking. Afei gently kissed Meizi's cherry-like lips, sucking on her sweet tongue, while his lower body began to thrust wildly and unrestrainedly. Even through Meizi's body, Princess Asakura Maimi could feel Afei's powerful and violent thrusts, as if they were penetrating her very being. Her empty, lonely body writhed helplessly, swaying and writhing along with Meizi's.

After the initial agony, Meizi felt waves of pleasure mixed with excruciating pain. She quickly became weak and almost fainted, her virginity flowing down her delicate thighs... The fluid flowing down Princess Asakura Maimi's thighs added to the allure of the scene. Afei pulled Kikuko close and entered her directly. Kikuko, being more voluptuous and mature, had already been aroused by Afei's teasing and stirred by Junko's caresses. At 18, she was in the prime of her youth, her desires already overflowing. Afei's sudden, rough entry, ruthlessly breaching her barrier, caused her pain, her brows furrowing, her lips parting slightly as she let out a long, drawn-out moan: "Ah—it's so big!" "

Afei lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took Kikuko's youthful, alluring, fragrant, round, snow-white, and delicate breasts into his mouth, gently swallowing, biting, and sucking. Kikuko gradually got used to his enormous member, and her breasts swelled and tingled from his biting and sucking. She was so eager that she couldn't control herself, and without knowing the depth or force, she swayed her slender waist and thrust her pink hips, actively seeking love and responding. Afei was overjoyed and almost violently pulled his body to thrust and pound, and Kikuko quickly convulsed and slumped to the side."

Junko couldn't help but pounce on her, nestling her head on her mother, Princess Asakura Maimi's, flat stomach. Junko had a slender, graceful figure, with soft, snow-white arms, beautifully rounded long legs, and slender, smooth calves. Her youthful, alluring, mature, and fragrant breasts, full and high, paired with her delicate, smooth, and tender skin, made her truly delicate and charming, like a flower in full bloom. Afei, still full of fighting spirit, excitedly pressed down on her, thrusting into her.

"Ah—good brother!" "

Junko gasped and moaned, raising her two long, slender, snow-white legs high and tightly wrapping them around Afei's waist and hips. She couldn't help but thrust her beautiful buttocks, swaying her pink hips, actively yielding and surrendering to his pleasure. Afei thrust into Junko's snow-white, delicate body, while his lustful hands grasped and wildly kneaded Princess Asakura Maimi's full, round breasts. Princess Asakura Maimi swayed along with her daughter Junko, enduring Afei's kneading, ravaging, and even thrusting.

Junko finally trembled and convulsed, reaching the peak of lust, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she pleaded, 'Good brother, I'm entrusting my mother to you!'

'Junko, you can't do this!'

Princess Asakura Maimi gasped and murmured, her body already weak and limp, her hands and feet unable to escape the ropes. Helplessly, she twisted her body, trying to break free of Afei's lustful hands. 'Afei, please, spare me!'" "

Afei pressed down on Princess Asakura Maimi's jade-like body, his lecherous hand grasping her snow-white, full breasts. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sucked on her soft, plump flesh, biting and nibbling. His other hand tore open her black, sheer panties, caressing and kneading Princess Asakura Maimi's plump petals. Princess Asakura Maimi breathed heavily and groaned, 'Afei, you can't! You can't do this! Ah—'

With a long groan, Li Jiu blushed, her eyebrows furrowing, as Afei's fingers directly entered and began to search and tease.

'Mommy, these breasts are my exclusive property! Doesn't it feel better when Brother Afei sucks on them than when I eat them?'" "

Junko teased her mother mischievously.

Princess Asakura Maimi was speechless, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her cherry lips slightly parted, her body writhing, her snow-white, rounded legs involuntarily parting, willingly allowing his lecherous hands to do as they pleased, more easily, more deeply, more freely, and more wantonly. As Afei's fingers increased in frequency and force, Princess Asakura Maimi suddenly let out a heavy gasp and groan, her body convulsing and trembling, and she actually ejaculated, her thick, wet discharge flowing down Afei's fingers. Junko, Umeko, and Kikuko all stared wide-eyed, never expecting the princess to ejaculate so intensely.

"Auntie, you're so good! Is it comfortable?"

Afei waved his wet, thick fingers in front of Princess Asakura Maimi's eyes.

"You big pervert, you're going to kill me!"

Princess Asakura Maimi blushed and dared not look Afei in the eye, having climaxed under his finger's teasing, so shameful, so mortifying!

"Good Auntie!" " I'll make you feel like you're in heaven!"

Afei gently kissed Princess Asakura Maimi's cherry-like lips, his lecherous hands caressing and kneading her full, ample breasts, changing their shapes, while his lower body pressed against her vulva, arrogantly grinding against it.

"Afei, please, please spare me! I am, after all, a princess, after all, Junko's mother! Please! Spare me! You can't! You can't go in!"

Princess Asakura Maimi tried her last plea and struggle, but her body and mind were already uncontrollably yielding to Afei's caresses and teasing, her pink hips involuntarily rubbing against Afei's enormous member.

"Good auntie! Do you prefer gentleness or roughness?" "

Afei was still teasing and provoking. Junko, however, pounced on Afei's back from behind, giving him a sudden push on his waist and hips. Afei was already pressing and grinding against Princess Asakura Maimi's flower-like depths when Junko's willful push caused him to penetrate her completely.

Princess Asakura Maimi let out a wistful groan, a sound that seemed to be a mixture of pain, pleasure, long-awaited anticipation, and unfulfilled desire, before calling out coquettishly, 'Afei!'"

Looking at Princess Asakura Maimi's shy and alluring appearance, and hearing her passionate moans, Afei felt greatly encouraged. He began to violently and almost brutally thrust his body, wildly pounding and bombarding her. He didn't know when, or who, had untied the ropes binding Princess Asakura Maimi's hands and feet. Princess Asakura Maimi, however, was already aroused, her desire overflowing. Her hands involuntarily clung tightly to Afei's back, her two snow-white, rounded legs wrapped tightly around his waist and hips. Her waist swayed, her hips gently rocked, her beautiful buttocks thrusting, involuntarily surrendering to his pleasure, yielding and yielding.

Afei's lust was further aroused by Princess Asakura Maimi's allure, but just as he was on the verge of collapse, he suddenly pulled away. Princess Asakura Maimi suddenly felt an immense emptiness and discomfort. Her pink hips desperately sought out Afei's enormous member, her hands tightly embracing his neck, her cherry-like mouth open, panting and almost pleading as she moaned, "Fei, Afei! Don't leave me!"

"Call me husband!"

Afei remained motionless, grinding and teasing her between her curves.

"Husband! Husband!"

With Princess Asakura Maimi's seductive moans, Afei thrust in again, until he exploded completely inside her. Princess Asakura Maimi felt as if a volcano had erupted, violently convulsing and ejaculating. The scalding lava made her dizzy and nauseous, her body convulsing and spasming deep inside her, reaching another ecstatic climax. The next morning, Afei woke up with his usual erection, only to find that Princess Asakura Maimi had left, while Junko, Umeko, and Kikuko were still fast asleep. Three fair and delicate bodies lay before Afei. He noticed that although the three girls' eyes were closed, their eyelashes were fluttering. Afei teased, "Looks like they haven't woken up yet. I'll do it to them one by one!"

"No!"

Chunzi cried out, throwing herself into Afei's arms. "Brother Afei is so naughty! Look how red and swollen I am! You're trying to scare me!" Afei hugged Chunzi and kissed and caressed her. Meizi, being the youngest and most delicate, cried out in pain as she stood up. Afei quickly and lovingly embraced her to comfort her. Juzi, mature and voluptuous, clever and sensible, said shyly, "Brother Afei, let me dress you!" "

Afei, seeing how voluptuous and charming she was, couldn't help but grope her, caressing and kneading until the three women were panting heavily.

Afei and Junko, dressed neatly and served by Mei and Juzi, arrived at the front, where Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi were waiting for them to have breakfast together.

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"I heard that last night you slept with three women in one go, Mr. Long is truly a dashing and heroic figure!"

Prince Fumihito teased. "Junko, are you satisfied with your husband?" "Daddy!"

Junko said shyly, "I have to go to school, I'm not going to talk to you anymore!"

She got up, kissed Afei on the cheek, and left happily.

Afei chuckled inwardly: You probably don't know that I actually slept with four women! Even your princess was writhing and moaning under my crotch! Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at Princess Asakura Maimi. Just then, Princess Asakura Maimi was also secretly looking at him. Noticing his gaze lingering on her ample breasts, she recalled his force and lewdness the previous night, and couldn't help but give him a shy yet resentful glare.

"My car has been waiting outside for quite some time. I'd like to take my leave now; I have some business to attend to with the Emperor!"

Afei said.

"Is this the car of Princess Suzuki Anri-do? Please give my regards to Princess Anri-do!"

Prince Fumihito laughed. "It seems Princess Anri-do has quite a dislike for me, refusing to grace our humble abode with her presence!"

"Your Highness is too kind! She had no choice! Please be understanding and forgiving!"

Afei rose and smiled. "Afei bids farewell to Your Highness and Princess!"

Princess Asakura Maimi was subtly disappointed, and said with a hint of resentment, "Sir, don't disappoint Junko!"

She gave him a coquettish and alluring look.

Afei secretly chuckled, realizing that Princess Asakura Maimi was indeed clever, knowing how to use her daughter Junko's name to secretly pursue her! Afei said seriously, "Auntie, don't worry! Afei will definitely not let Junko down! I will return as soon as I've finished dealing with things and learn the art of Go from His Highness!"

As he spoke, he gave Princess Asakura Maimi a tender look.

"Haha! Mr. Long has really scratched my itch this time! Haha! The only thing I share with my brother is the Way of White! It turns out that you are also a master in this field. After dealing with the Nishimura matter, I'm eagerly waiting to have a three-hundred-round battle with you! Haha!"

He laughed heartily, overjoyed.

That was Prince Kuro Fumihito, under the almost wolfish hatred of Yamai Takeo, Afei casually walked out of Akishino Palace, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Suzuki Anri had been waiting in the car for a long time. Before Afei had even settled in, she had already eagerly thrown herself into his arms. After a passionate kiss, their lips and tongues intertwined, Suzuki Anri automatically parted her jade-like legs and straddled Afei's lap.

"Good sister, you're so considerate! You're wearing a long skirt, but no underwear underneath, and you're wearing two-piece transparent stockings, they feel so smooth! You're so sexy!"

Afei lewdly stroked her round and slender legs.

"You're making fun of me! I'm not coming anymore!"

Suzuki Anri couldn't say anything, but her slender hands reached down and released Afei's huge member. Her pink hips rose and fell, swallowing it whole. With a soft moan, she hugged Afei's broad back and gasped, "Good brother, do you like my sexiness?"

"I love it! I love it! My good wife, I love you to death!"

Afei hugged Suzuki Anri and kissed and sucked on her. She passionately kissed his lips with seductive eyes, her sweet and fragrant tongue searching and sucking. The true energy of the Su Nu Gong and Tai Chi Divine Skill circulated and merged seamlessly, fitting together perfectly. Suzuki Anri's horn naturally enveloped and sucked, while Afei's genitals automatically contracted and moved rhythmically. Suzuki Anri couldn't help but pant and moan. The two were entwined in a passionate embrace, their desires overflowing. Their dual cultivation was mutually beneficial, truly intoxicating!

"As you instructed, I took Mutou Ran to the Imperial Palace early this morning. Do you think she can help cure the Emperor?"

Suzuki Anri whispered breathlessly in Afei's ear.

"The Emperor must regain his manhood as soon as possible, and the Empress and Consorts should also try to conceive as soon as possible! Prince Fumihito is ambitious and restless!"

Afei said, then pondered for a moment, "Let's not go to the Imperial Palace first, let's go to the police station!"

Not seeing the shadow of the Prime Minister's son, Higashi Hisashi, the four policemen who had embarrassed themselves at the school that day were exceptionally polite to Afei, personally escorting him into the police inspector's office.

"What brings Mr. Long here? Didn't Master Suzuki accompany you?"

Ikeda Kaori hurriedly stood up, warmly greeting him with polite words, and presented him with a cup of imported tea. She gracefully walked towards Afei, her full, perky breasts trembling with each step. Beneath the hem of her police uniform skirt, her snow-white legs encased in flesh-colored stockings were displayed before Afei's eyes. All of this made Afei feel hot all over and his mouth dry. The fragrance of her perfume and the scent of her mature body were an irresistible temptation!

Afei sized up Ikeda Kaharu, who was lightly made up and wearing a police uniform skirt. Her beautiful face, paired with a pair of bright eyes, and the slight parting of her lips, instantly made her look alluring and charming. Her full breasts pushed the police uniform high up, creating a mountain-like effect, and the two round, pointed mounds of flesh swayed up and down with the rhythm of her high heels. Sheer flesh-colored stockings encased her long, slender legs, her rounded, snow-white thighs peeking out as she moved. Her full, shapely buttocks swayed gracefully, exuding both elegance and the allure of a charming young woman. Seeing such a beautiful policewoman, Afei's heart itched instantly. He teased, "Smelling your fragrance, I came running here like a headless chicken! Anri-neechan said she didn't want to be a third wheel, so she didn't come!"

Ikeda Kaori, flustered by his lecherous gaze, blushed and smiled shyly at his teasing words. "How could I possibly have such charm to make Mr. Long so captivated? If you want to know Kaori's contact information, I can give you her phone number and address, but Kaori is a married woman, so you two should..."

"What about us, sister?"

Afei pressed closer, teasingly asking.

Ikeda Kaharu noticed his lecherous gaze lingering on her ample breasts. She retreated hastily, blushing and complaining, "Do whatever you want! I don't care! Please sit down, Mr. Ryu!"

"If my sister doesn't care, who will?"

Afei deliberately sat closer to Ikeda Kaharu on the sofa. "Then please write down your phone number and address for me, okay?" "You really came here for Kaori's contact information?"

Ikeda Kaharu suddenly felt a pang of disappointment and jealousy, a sour taste rising in her heart. Hesitantly, she took the pen and paper.

"I came specifically to get your contact information, but not Kaori's, but yours, Kaharu-nee!"

Afei saw the disappointment on Ikeda Kaharu's face and knew his feigned indifference had worked.

"What?"

Ikeda Kaharu was overjoyed, but shyly asked, "What do you want my phone number and address for, sir?"

"To invite you to dinner, drinks, karaoke, and dancing!" "

Ah Fei watched as the young policewoman walked step by step into his trap of tenderness, and teased her with a lewd grin, 'Ah Fei longs to see you, sister, but he can't come to the police station every day!'

'Sweet talk!'

Ikeda Kaori said coquettishly, 'I never go out for meals, drinks, singing, or dancing! If you really long for me, then come to the police station every day! You can look at me however you want, I won't get tired of it! Hehe!'" Seeing Afei

staring blankly at her, Ikeda Kaharu giggled and tossed her pen onto the desk, where it rolled to the floor with a thud.

Afei slowly walked over, bent down to pick it up, and looked up to see Ikeda Kaharu sitting there. Beneath her police uniform skirt, sheer flesh-colored stockings encased her long, slender, white legs, outlining their full curves. They were both voluptuous and beautifully proportioned, exuding sexiness. Between her long, rounded thighs, one could vaguely see the bulging white panties beneath her skirt, a tempting sight that stirred a man's heart.

"What are you looking at?"

Ikeda Kaharu noticed Afei's gaze fixed on her skirt. Her heart pounded, and she nervously squeezed her legs together, her pretty, fair face instantly flushing red. Her breath sweet and fragrant, she cried out awkwardly, "What are you looking at? Looking at me?" "

Didn't you just say I could look however I wanted? What's wrong? Got a change of heart? Or are you scared?"

Afei teased, admiring the scene before him. Ikeda Kaharu's jade-like legs were encased in sheer flesh-colored stockings, yet they couldn't conceal their long, slender, white, full, and rounded shape. Even the bluish veins on her legs were faintly visible. Through the crystal-clear flesh-colored stockings, one could vaguely see the delicate veins beneath her white skin. Her smooth feet were flawless, and looking down her smooth calves, they were slender, shapely, and firm, gleaming alluringly through the crystal-clear flesh-colored stockings. Looking further up, her thighs, concealed by the police uniform skirt, appeared even fuller, rounder, and more sexy.

"I changed my mind! You can't look anymore! Get up! You little rascal!"

Ikeda Kaharu said coquettishly, her jade-like legs tightly pressed together.

"Fine! How dare you call your master a little rascal! See how I punish you!" "

Afei stood up and rushed in front of Ikeda Kaharu, threatening her.

"You dare? Hmm!" "

Before Ikeda Kaori could finish speaking shyly, she saw Afei's face loom down on her, wildly kissing her cherry-like lips.

At first, Ikeda Kaori struggled and resisted symbolically, but gradually she became lost in Afei's skillful kissing techniques. Ikeda Kaori had never experienced such a kiss! Such a crazy kiss! Such an intense kiss! Such a swift kiss! Such an intoxicating kiss! She smelled the alluring scent and masculine energy unique to Afei, making her dizzy, intoxicated, and filled with lust.

She seemed to lose her ability to think, as if her senses had been sucked away by Afei's lips. She thought of nothing more, only allowing herself to feel. Ikeda Kaori felt weak all over, her breathing becoming rapid. His lips were thick and powerful, sucking her tongue into his mouth during the passionate kiss. She was intoxicated, thin and blissful, her mind and body immersed in excitement." Losing all restraint and forgetting all her worries, her hands involuntarily clung tightly to his waist, as if afraid of losing him. At the same time, Ikeda Kaharu sucked hard on his lips and tongue, while Afei thrust his tongue into her cherry-like mouth, which was emitting soft moans, stirring it up and down and side to side. Ikeda Kaharu opened her cherry-like mouth wide, allowing his tongue to explore even deeper. She felt increasingly stimulated and offered her own tender red tongue, pressing it against his, moving it up and down and side to side with his.

Ikeda Kaharu, as docile as a lamb, tilted her head back, her breath sweet as orchids. He unhesitatingly covered her two fragrant, soft lips with his own, their tongues gently intertwining, each greedily sucking the sweet nectar from the other's mouth. Afei gently caressed Ikeda Kaharu's high, full breasts through her police uniform. Ikeda Kaharu, almost panting, slumped in his arms, her soft lips, sweet and tender tongue, their lips and tongues intertwined, a secret exchange of saliva, their lips curling and entwining.

→Chapter 083- Policewoman Young Woman (Part 2)←

After an unknown amount of time, their lips were numb before they finally looked away slightly, their eyes meeting. They gazed at each other, exchanging glances and unspoken messages.

Afei smelled the fragrant scent of Ikeda Kaori, a subtle and intoxicating aroma of a mature young woman. He gazed at her and teasingly said, "Good sister, your breasts are snow-white, soft, and full, so lovely. I really want to touch them!"

"No!" "

Ikeda Kaori struggled and tried to push him away.

However, Afei still held her slender waist with his left hand, and reached his right hand inside Ikeda Kaori's police uniform, directly grasping her breast through her shirt. Afei felt that Ikeda Kaori's breasts were round, firm, and full of elasticity. Even though they were covered by a shirt, it felt very comfortable to caress and rub them. The wonderful touch in Afei's hands aroused his lust even more. His hands touched and kneaded Ikeda Kaori's breasts, and the already erect tent repeatedly pressed against her soft abdomen through her skirt!

Ikeda Kaori blushed with shame, her mind in turmoil. She struggled frantically, panting and moaning, "Don't do this! You can't do this! Let go! Please! No! I'm a married woman! Please let me go!" "

Afei, consumed by lust, almost roughly lifted Ikeda Kaharu's police uniform up to her waist and hips, raising her two snow-white, rounded legs high and pressing them against her chest.

'Afei, no! You can't!'"

Ikeda Kaharu's entire body seemed to be folded up, her snow-white, rounded legs pressed beneath Afei, her pink buttocks and the valley of her buttocks easily exposed to Afei's eyes.

Without a word, Afei recklessly and almost wildly tore apart Ikeda Kaharu's flesh-colored transparent pantyhose, rendering her white thong useless, instantly revealing the young woman's full, delicate, and curvaceous figure.

Her waist was slender, her hips round, her legs snow-white and rounded, her skin soft, smooth, and creamy, her abdomen flat, white, and radiant. Afei's skillful manipulation made Ikeda Kaharu involuntarily spasm with pleasure, her hands gripping the sofa tightly, her body trembling. Although she might have some feelings for Afei, she was, after all, a married woman, and this was the first time she had been touched, caressed, and played with by a man other than her husband. This made Ikeda Kaharu feel both shy and excited, and also indescribably comfortable—a kind of pleasure, stimulation, and ecstasy she could never experience with her old husband.

"Sister's panties are so sexy, and her lips are so tender!"

Afei lewdly released his throbbing little brother.

"No! Afei, please! You really can't!"

Ikeda Kaori, seeing his enormous member, was so awestruck, and pleaded shyly and timidly, "Ah—no! It hurts!"

As Afei roughly and brutally thrust into her, Ikeda Kaori let out a heart-wrenching groan, her brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes closed, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Why is sister so tight and narrow? Oh! So tight!"

Afei felt Ikeda Kaori's tightness and pain, and had no choice but to hold back.

"I haven't had that in so long! I haven't even had lubrication! And you're just torturing me like this!"

Ikeda Kaori gradually adjusted to his massive member, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her face flushed as she pleaded, "It hurts! You're too big, please, please come out!"

"Good sister, you won't want to let me out in a bit!"

Afei unbuttoned Ikeda Kaori's white police uniform shirt, the black lace bra barely concealing her full, snow-white breasts, the black and white contrast only adding to the allure. One of his lecherous hands grasped and kneaded her full, soft breasts, while the other hand probed between her legs, wantonly searching and teasing her beautiful buttocks and anus.

"Afei, no! You can't torture me like this!"

Ikeda Kaori felt a tingling pleasure spreading from between her breasts and legs to the depths of her body, increasingly stimulating the young woman's resentful mind and body.

Afei lowered his head and bit down on the cherry-like nipple of Ikeda Kaori's snow-white breasts, causing her body to tremble violently. She gasped and groaned heavily. As he held her in his mouth, kissed, swallowed, bit, and sucked, she felt a strange pleasure mixed with pain. Under his relentless assault, Ikeda Kaori was aroused, her desires surging, her body flowing with desire, fully lubricating her narrow, tight passage.

Afei began to thrust and bombard her from almost above. Although Ikeda Kaori was a young woman, she lacked experience. With several powerful punches from Afei, her body was swept away, and she involuntarily trembled violently, convulsing and collapsing like limp mud.

"Sister, so sensitive! This old man is so lucky!"

Afei could only hold back and embrace Ikeda Kaori, speaking softly and tenderly.

"You're so naughty!"

Ikeda Kaharu said coquettishly, her eyes sparkling with desire. "He's already old and frail. He was so excited during our wedding night, and even after taking the medicine, he managed to hold on for two days. He quickly became weak and listless! Besides, he's nowhere near as strong and powerful as you, yet you're torturing him so roughly! You're so bad!"

"Sister, you've truly wasted your talent! It's such a waste!"

Afei gently stroked and kneaded Ikeda Kaharu's snow-white, full, and soft breasts, then suddenly thrust forward teasingly. "Such delicate and tender petals have been given to my little brother! Does it feel good, sister?"

"Ah—you little rascal, you're getting the better deal and still acting innocent! Do you want to kill me?"

Ikeda Kaharu heard a "gurgling" sound coming from her lower abdomen, and she couldn't help but gasp and moan.

"Call me husband!"

Afei commanded again, increasing the intensity.

"Husband! Husband! I can't take it anymore!"

Ikeda Kaharu moaned passionately.

"Baby, let's try a different position!"

Afei pressed Ikeda Kaori down onto the desk, her plump, round buttocks raised high. He thrust into her from behind with unwavering determination.

Ikeda Kaori, dressed in a police uniform, her white shirt disheveled, her full, white breasts trembling with each thrust. Her short, narrow skirt was lifted above her waist and hips, flesh-colored stockings encasing her fair, delicate legs. The "slap slap" sound of Afei's thrusting against her plump, round buttocks quickly reached another peak of desire, unable to stand, her body limp.

"Good husband, I really can't take it anymore! You should ask Anri-neechan to help you finish!"

Ikeda Kaori nestled in Afei's arms, pleading for mercy.

Afei chuckled mischievously and whispered something in Ikeda Kaori's fair ear. She gave him a coquettish glare, then obediently knelt between his legs, her slender, jade-like hands grasping his still imposing and unyielding member. She opened her cherry-like mouth and took it in.

"Little darling, use your fragrant little tongue! Oh! That's right, swallow and suck! Oh! Like that, little darling!"

Afei panted. Ikeda Kaori was indeed inexperienced, her movements a bit clumsy and awkward. However, these were considered natural talents of Japanese women; with a little training, her oral skills would become much more proficient. Ikeda Kaori, a novice, was cautious and reluctant to let go, savoring every detail. However, with Afei burning with desire, such gentleness was like a drop in the ocean. Afei couldn't restrain himself, grabbing Ikeda Kaori's hair and pulling it violently several times, training her deep-throat skills. Ikeda Kaori clearly couldn't adapt easily, almost suffocating, then struggling violently to spit out Afei's enormous member, coughing violently. After a while, Ikeda Kaori felt guilty, shy, and embarrassed, and Afei's interest also waned.

"Good husband, don't be angry with me!"

Ikeda Kaori said shyly with a smile.

"Alright! I'll let you off the hook today! But I really like your tightness! My little darling!"

Afei reluctantly released Ikeda Kaori, saying, "I also want to take someone with me, sister won't refuse, will she?"

Afei swaggered out of the police station, with Professor Uekusa Kazuhide following closely behind, profusely thanking him!

Unable to perform the dramatic sword-sheathing scene, Suzuki Anri inevitably gave Uekusa Isshu a cold shoulder, glaring at Afei with a hint of resentment.

The car drove straight to Hasada University; Afei desperately wanted to see Ouyang Ruxue, but to his surprise, she wasn't at the school. Rika Lazy, moved to tears, looked at Afei with a shy and alluring expression, while Afei, in turn, gave her a lecherous look at her ample bosom.

"We are deeply grateful for the kindness of you, sir and Master Suzuki. We would be honored if you could grace our humble abode with your presence for lunch!"

Professor Uekusa Isshu bowed respectfully and invited. "We appreciate your offer, but lunch is unnecessary! We have matters to attend to!"

Afei politely declined.

"Mr. Ryu!" "

Lazy Rika called out in a hurry, but fearing that Suzuki Anri and Uekusa Kazuhide would suspect something, she could only give Afei a gentle and charming look. Then she calmly persuaded, "Master Suzuki, this is our heartfelt gift. Please do us the honor of coming!"

Once a mature and beautiful married woman is moved, she will inevitably be unable to control herself and her heart will flutter with spring fever, as if she were intoxicated.

Suzuki Anri had already noticed the flirtatious glance that Rika had given Afei, and couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. She said, "I won't go! There are still some things to take care of at the church! Let Mr. Ryu represent us alone! Rika-neechan, please make sure you entertain him well!"

Her words had a double meaning, which made Rika blush and cough shyly, saying, "Good sister, don't worry! I should thank you! I'll need your help in the future! I'll personally see you out!"

The two women exchanged knowing smiles, swayed their slender waists, and left hand in hand.

"Sir, your reputation is illustrious, your fame resounds throughout the four islands and nine provinces. What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve your great kindness in saving me?"

Ueko was ultimately a petty person, but she still spoke carefully and smiled obsequiously to her benefactor.

"The professor is the one who is truly renowned! One textbook is enough to make him famous throughout history, isn't it?"

Afei sneered sarcastically.

Uezusa, embarrassed and ashamed, wailed, "I was ordered by my superiors and had no choice. Please forgive my presumption, sir!"

"Professor, you are both a favorite of Minister Nishimura and a capable assistant to Prime Minister Higashikyu. You

are riding high!" Afei continued to mock. The greatest blow to a person is not cursing, but sarcasm. First, he was praised to the skies, and then he was slammed to the ground. The intense psychological gap was enough to destroy anyone's mental fortitude.

"Sir, please don't mention them anymore! Sigh!"

Uezusa sighed. He knew the Prime Minister and the Minister very well; they were both fickle people. Yesterday, they sent someone to tell him to suffer the consequences of his own actions and not to speak recklessly. It was as if they were sacrificing a pawn to save the king, which made him heartbroken.

Afei knew that Japan was currently overwhelmed with both diplomatic and domestic affairs, so they had no choice but to give Uekasa's spying scandal a cold shoulder. This actually chilled the heart of this once loyal henchman, who had been so devoted to the emperor's malfeasance. Seeing his embarrassed and ashamed expression, Afei laughed, "Professor, why did you act so impulsively? You almost ruined your reputation!"

"Alas! Although family scandals shouldn't be aired in public, I dared not deceive you, sir. It's because of a problem with my body!"

Uekasa said dejectedly. "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring. The Uekasa family has had only one son for three generations; the suffering and pressure are unbearable!"

→Chapter 084- Beautiful Wife←

Afei wondered, why were so many Japanese men experiencing physiological problems? From the Emperor to ordinary people, what frightening factors were at play?

"Prince Fumihito is furious, and Princess Junko is also enraged!"

Afei said leisurely.

Uekasa was terrified, his face ashen.

Afei paused for a moment and said, "Fortunately, the Prince gave me face and promised to forgive and forget!"

Zhicao felt like she had escaped death, and with a "thump," she knelt down before Afei and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, sir, for saving my life! I will never forget this!"

"Professor, please get up! A man's knees are worth gold; how can he kneel so easily?"

Afei made a move to help her up.

"I have a request for you, sir. If you agree, I will naturally get up!"

Zhicao said sincerely.

"Professor, please tell me first!"

Afei wondered what this man wanted from him. "What do you think of my wife, sir?"

Zhicao asked.

Damn, is it another case of 'borrowing a seed'? Afei deliberately asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by 'what do you think'?"

"What do you think of my wife's appearance, sir?"

Zhicao explained.

Afei pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Your wife is so beautiful and charming; countless men must envy your good fortune, Professor!"

"I once sought advice from a wise man and received two wonderful solutions: one was to peep on young girls, but that only brought me shame,"

Zhicao said shyly in a low voice. "The other is to peep on my own wife. I'd like to ask you, sir, to condescend to seduce her once. I wonder if you would be willing to do so? After all, my wife is already old and faded!"

Afei chuckled inwardly; this was truly self-humiliation! You don't know that I and Lanhu Rika are already secretly having an affair. He exclaimed in surprise, "No way? Professor!"

Then, with an understanding sigh, he said, "However, this is the only way! The professor wants to seek a strong stimulation from the humiliation and seduction his wife suffered. Perhaps the illness will be cured without erection! But, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"I beg you, sir, to grant my request!"

Ueka kowtowed and pleaded, "Only you can shoulder this great responsibility! Only you can successfully seduce my wife! Please grant my request!"

"Alas! Helping others brings happiness, which is the foundation of life! I have no choice but to reluctantly agree!"

Afei shook his head and sighed.

When Lazy Rika returned and saw Afei winking at her, she understood and handed the keys to Ueka, instructing, "There's no Suzuki-do-sensei's car available, so Mr. Ryu will have to ride in our car!"

Ueka obediently got out first.

Lazy Rika, shy yet joyful, threw herself into Afei's arms, taking the initiative to kiss him. Their lips and tongues intertwined, and saliva flowed freely.

"Good brother, I really want to thank you!"

Lazy Rika nestled against Afei's chest and said sweetly, "It's not to thank you for saving him, but to thank you for still having a place for me in your heart!"

"So how are you going to thank me, sister?"

Afei grinned mischievously, his lecherous hand kneading her ample breasts.

"I'm all yours now! You can do whatever you want with me!"

Lazy Rika said coquettishly, her eyes sparkling with spring, "But he's home too!"

"What are you afraid of? He's already sold his wife to me!"

Afei then told Lazy Rika about the unsavory thoughts of Ueka.

"What? He's so heartless! I even begged you to save him!"

Lazy Rika was first furious and embarrassed, then sighed and said, 'It's fashionable for wives to be swapped these days in Japan. He's been planning this for a long time, wanting to offer my body to curry favor with the Minister of Education! Luckily, I met you! Good brother, what should I do?' "

Afei embraced the helpless Lazy Rika nestled against his chest and comforted her, "Let's play along, go with the flow, and make our relationship public. From now on, you'll be my sex slave openly. Are you willing?"

"As long as it's you, I'll do whatever you want!"

Lazy Rika said with seductive eyes, "So what should I do today?"

"Show me that shy, hesitant, coy, and submissive attitude you had that day. Enjoy the thrill and pleasure of being seduced, raped, humiliated, and violated by another man in front of your husband!" "

Ah Fei leered and slipped his hand inside Rika's short skirt, caressing the crevice between her legs.

The Uekusa family home was quite befitting of their scholarly and professorial status, decorated in a classically elegant and refined style. Rika changed into a simple kimono and went to the kitchen to prepare the dishes. Uekusa winked at Ah Fei and said, 'Please make yourself at home, sir. I'll go take a bath to cleanse myself of any bad luck!'

Uekusa secretly hid by the door and began to peek. She saw Mr. Ryu casually walk into the kitchen, saying, 'Your wife is indeed a model wife, capable in both public and private settings, and her cooking is quite impressive. I truly envy Professor Uekusa's good fortune!'"

He moved closer to Rika's delicate body.

Uekusa noticed Mr. Ryu intentionally or unintentionally touching Rika's plump, round buttocks with his lower abdomen. Mr. Ryu's lower body immediately erected, and Rika must have felt his hard erection pressing against her buttocks. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, feigning submission and saying calmly, "Sir, you flatter me! It's smoky and messy here. Please go sit in the living room! Where's Uekusa? Why are you neglecting our esteemed guest?" Uekusa noticed

Afei glancing at him and said, "The professor probably went to take a bath. Absence makes the heart grow fonder!"

Meanwhile, he became even more lewd, pressing his hard erection against Rika's buttocks through her soft kimono.

"Sir, you're joking. We're an old married couple; he's long since tired of me being old and faded!"

Rika's body trembled, her breathing becoming uneven.

"Who says my sister-in-law is old and faded? She's in the prime of her life, full of youthful beauty!"

Zhicao saw Afei say this while lifting Lazy Rika's kimono and directly caressing her long, white legs.

"No, sir!"

Lazy Rika panicked and turned to push Afei away.

Zhicao, however, saw Mr. Long recklessly slip his hand between Lazy Rika's legs, apparently touching her sensitive area.

Lazy Rika breathed heavily, pleading in humiliation, "Sir, please don't do this! I'm a married woman!"

Zhicao, sensing the opportune moment, coughed at the right time. Mr. Long finally released his hand and left, looking sullen.

"Why are you coughing? I was just about to force myself on you!"

Afei deliberately complained.

"Don't rush, sir! That was just a warm-up. Later, I'll pretend to be drunk, and then you can show off your skills, do whatever you want!"

Zhicao said with a forced smile.

Lazy Rika was indeed skillful; the dishes she made were excellent in color, aroma, taste, and presentation. Deep-fried shrimp, braised shark fin, steamed seafood, sea cucumber with shrimp roe, crab balls in clear soup, deep-fried snail balls and beef balls, sea cucumber balls, and more filled the table.

"Mr. Long, please try them and see how they taste,"

Lazy Rika said.

After tasting them, Afei exclaimed, "Wow! Your wife is truly a master chef! Not only are the dishes excellent in color, aroma, taste, and presentation, but the flavors are also light, fresh, tender, and crisp—light without being bland, fresh without being vulgar, tender without being raw, and oily without being greasy. It has a very Cantonese flavor! It emphasizes a light and fresh taste, rich without being greasy! I'm truly impressed! Being able to eat Chinese food in a foreign land, Afei is extremely grateful!" "

Women like to cook, and men like to drink! Come, Mr. Long, I have no way to repay your great kindness, so I can only offer this small cup of wine to express my gratitude!"

said Zhicao. The two clinked glasses and drank happily. Soon, Uekusa gave a wink, feigning drunkenness, and swayed as she lay down on the tatami.

"He's always like this, getting drunk as soon as he drinks, and falling asleep as soon as he's drunk.

I'm sorry for making you laugh, sir!" Lazy-Do Rika said shyly, secretly winking at her lover.

"Then, sister-in-law, have a drink with me!"

Afei teased.

Uekusa, lying there, squinted and saw Mr. Ryu's lecherous hand pressing against Lazy-Do Rika's thigh through her kimono.

"I don't drink! Please forgive me, sir!"

Lazy-Do Rika said shyly.

"Since sister-in-law doesn't want to drink with me, how about I offer her a toast? Sister-in-law, you won't refuse even this small favor, will you?"

Afei said with a wicked grin.

"Then I'll have a drink with you, sir!"

Lazy-Do Rika reluctantly agreed, raising her glass.

"That's not how you drink. I went to great lengths to rescue Professor Uekusa, shouldn't you have a toast with me, sister-in-law?"

Afei said with a wicked grin.

Lazy Rika secretly glared at Afei, then feigned shyness and reluctance as she raised her wine glass and drank a toast with him.

Suddenly, Afei grabbed Lazy Rika and kissed her cherry-like lips. Lazy Rika's eyes widened in fright, and she struggled to resist, but his tongue flicked wine over her, enticing her sweet, fragrant tongue to entwine and suckle.

Ueko watched as his wife Lazy Rika's struggles grew weaker and weaker, gradually losing herself in Mr. Ryu's skillful, passionate kisses, while Mr. Ryu's lustful hands brazenly kneaded her high, full breasts.

Lazy Rika trembled and struggled, crying, "No! Sir, you can't do this! I'm a married woman!"

"The professor is completely drunk! Please grant my wish, my dear sister-in-law!"

Afei roughly pressed Lazy Rika down, kissing her cherry lips again. His hands wildly tore open her kimono, revealing her bare breasts. His lecherous hands grasped them as if discovering a treasure, caressing and kneading them. Ueko saw his wife Lazy Rika's snow-white, full breasts, which he hadn't touched in a long time, now changing shape under Mr. Long's hands. Even with his lips kissed, Lazy Rika couldn't help but let out soft moans, her pink nipples already engorged and erect, turning into grapes.

Uekusa watched as Mr. Ryu lowered his head and took Rika's breast into his mouth. His wife, Rika, breathed heavily, her body trembling, her long, slender, white legs stretching out passionately. Uekusa couldn't help but swallow hard; it had been so long since he'd ever touched his wife's breasts, let alone tasted them. He watched as Mr. Ryu kissed, swallowed, bit, and sucked on Rika's full, white breasts with gusto. Rika seemed aroused by his caresses, her hands stroking his hair as if trying to press his head into her breasts. Then Uekusa saw Mr. Ryu's

other hand completely rip open her kimono. Good heavens! Rika was completely naked underneath, not even wearing underwear! She must have dressed like this on purpose for her husband; after all, absence makes the heart grow fonder! But now, Mr. Long had gotten the better deal. His lustful hand went straight for the heart of the matter, pressing down on the secluded valley between Lazy Rika's jade-like legs.

"Ah! No!"

Zhicao heard his wife, Lazy Rika, finally let out an involuntary moan, her snow-white body arching upwards as if welcoming Mr. Long's fingers. Mr. Long, of course, didn't hesitate to reach in, his fingers skillfully teasing and stimulating her. Zhicao not only heard his wife Lazy Rika's heavy breathing and suppressed moans, but also saw that her secluded valley, under Mr. Long's teasing, was already secreting fluids, wet and sticky, covering his fingers.

Zhicao felt a little pain, but more than that, he felt a stimulating pleasure, though it was only a fantasy in his mind; his limp lower body remained unresponsive. He saw that Mr. Long had already released his member. Damn! Chinese men are truly enormous! This Chinese man, who wasn't particularly tall, possessed a massive penis comparable to that of European and American men, a size that even Japanese male prostitutes in adult films couldn't match. "No! Sir, you can't do this! Ah—"

Uekusa heard his wife, Rika, struggling and resisting, but at that moment, Uekusa was intensely hoping that Mr. Long would completely penetrate his wife Rika's snow-white, plump, and fragrant body. Although his body wasn't reacting, the pleasure in his heart was becoming increasingly urgent and stimulating!

Uekusa watched helplessly as Mr. Ryu actually thrust his hips and entered his wife Rika's body, who let out a long moan. Then, Mr. Ryu began to thrust violently, and Rika began to pant and moan passionately.

Uekusa watched as this Chinese man, whom she had always looked down upon, this so-called messenger of Amaterasu, this savior of her life, brazenly changed positions before her eyes, pounding and bombarding her wife Rika's snow-white, full body. Meanwhile, Rika, beneath Mr. Ryu, writhed and yielded, panting and moaning, her psychological humiliation intertwined with intense physical pleasure. Her face was flushed, her eyes languid, and the usually dignified and quiet lady had transformed into a wanton and unrestrained young woman in bed, her body trembling and convulsing as she reached the climax of desire.

"Professor Uekusa, how was it? Did you enjoy it? Did it work?"

Afei suddenly called out, embracing Rika.

"Sir! I...I...I..." Uekusa felt as if Afei had completely stripped him naked, and dared not look at his wife, Rika.

"So! It was all your scheme, Uekusa!"

Rika roared angrily.

"I was wrong! I confess!"

Uekusa knelt on the ground, filled with trepidation.

"Alright then, Professor, from now on, your wife will be my personal sex slave. She should be able to give you a son to carry on the family line! So that your Ueka family line won't end!"

Afei commanded solemnly. "As for this matter, I will keep it a secret for you! You shouldn't object, right, Professor?"

Ueka regretted it to the core, but things had already come to this. His wife already hated him to the bone, and he couldn't offend this messenger of Amaterasu, especially since there was a prince and the Emperor behind him. Ueka was good at reading the wind and thought that this was a good way to kill two birds with one stone. He could please his savior and the messenger of Amaterasu, and also solve the problem of continuing the family line. Borrowing a seed was fine! Anyway, only heaven, earth, you, and I knew. Who outside, especially in the school, would know the truth about this? He bowed and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, sir!"

"Sir hasn't ejaculated inside me yet!"

Lazy Rika said coquettishly, her eyes only on her lover Afei.

"Please give me a kiss with your cherry lips, sister-in-law!"

Afei spread his legs and pressed Lazy Rika's head down.

Lazy Rika understood and lowered her head. Right in front of Ueka, she grasped Afei's enormous member, opened her cherry lips, and took it in, teasing, kissing, swallowing, and sucking.

Ueka watched as Mr. Long's facial expression changed with pleasure, enjoying his wife Lazy Rika's oral service. His enormous member became even more engorged and ferocious as it was sucked. Afei flipped over and pressed Lazy Rika down, ravaging and bombarding her again with almost savage force. Then, their bodies trembled, and Afei erupted like a volcano, the scalding lava causing Lazy Rika's delicate body to convulse and spasm as she reached the peak of lust, feeling like she was dying of pleasure!

→Chapter 085- Helping Others (Part 2)←

"Then, sister-in-law, have a drink with me!"

Afei began to tease.

Uekusa lay there, squinting, and saw Mr. Ryu's lecherous hand pressing against Seto Rika's thigh through her kimono.

"I don't drink! Please forgive me, sir!"

Seto Rika said shyly.

"Since you don't want to drink with me, how about I offer you a toast? You wouldn't refuse such a small favor, would you?"

Afei said with a wicked grin.

"Then I'll have a drink with you, sir!"

Seto Rika reluctantly agreed, raising her glass.

"That's not how you drink. I went to the trouble of rescuing Professor Uekusa, shouldn't you drink a toast with me?"

Afei said with a wicked grin.

Seto Rika secretly glared at Afei, then feigned shyness and reluctance, raising her glass and drinking a toast with him.

Suddenly, Afei grabbed Seto Rika and kissed her cherry-like lips. Seto Rika's eyes widened in fright, struggling to resist, but his tongue flicked wine over her, enticing her sweet, fragrant tongue to entwine and suckle.

Uekusa watched as his wife, Seto Rika's, struggles grew weaker and weaker, gradually losing herself in Mr. Ryu's skilled, passionate kisses, while his lecherous hands brazenly kneaded her high, full breasts.

Seto Rika's delicate body trembled as she struggled, crying out, "No! Sir, you can't do this! I'm a married woman!"

"The professor is already dead drunk! Sister-in-law, please grant my wish!"

Afei roughly pressed Seto Rika down, kissing her cherry-like lips again, his hands wildly tearing open her kimono, revealing nothing underneath, a pair of snow-white, full breasts sprang out. His lecherous hands grasped them as if discovering a treasure, caressing and kneading them. Uekusa saw his wife Seto Rika's snow-white, full breasts, which he hadn't touched in a long time. Now, under Mr. Ryu's hands, they were changing shapes. As he kissed her lips, Seto Rika couldn't help but let out soft moans and gasps. Her pink, cherry-like nipples had involuntarily become engorged and erect, like grapes.

Uekusa saw Mr. Ryu lower his head and open his mouth to take Seto Rika's breast into his mouth. His wife, Seto Rika, breathed heavily, her delicate body trembling, her long, slender, snow-white legs stretching out passionately. Uekusa couldn't help but swallow hard. It had been so long since he had touched his wife's breasts, let alone tasted them. At this moment, he watched as Mr. Ryu greedily kissed, swallowed, bit, and sucked on his wife Seto Rika's snow-white, full breasts. His wife, Seto Rika, seemed aroused by his caresses and kisses, her hands stroking his hair as if trying to press his head into her breasts.

Uekusa saw that Ryu's other hand had completely ripped open her kimono. Good heavens! His wife, Seto Rika, was completely naked underneath, not even wearing underwear. She must have dressed like this deliberately for her husband, after all, absence makes the heart grow fonder! But now, Ryu was getting his way. His lustful hand went straight for the heart of the matter, pressing against the crevice between Seto Rika's legs.

"Ah! No!"

Uekusa heard his wife, Seto Rika, finally let out a moan, her snow-white body arching upwards as if welcoming the entry of Ryu's fingers. Mr. Long, without any hesitation, reached in, his fingers skillfully teasing and arousing. Uekusa not only heard his wife Seto Rika's heavy breathing and suppressed moans, but also saw that her vulva, under Mr. Long's teasing, was already secreting fluid, wet and sticky with his fingers.

Uekusa felt a pang of pain, but more than that, a stimulating pleasure, though it was merely a fantasy; his limp lower body remained unresponsive. He saw that Mr. Long had already ejaculated. Damn! Chinese men are truly enormous! This Chinese man, not particularly tall, possessed a massive physique comparable to that of Western men—even the male prostitutes in Japanese adult films couldn't compare!

"No! Sir, you can't do this! Ah—"

Uekusa heard his wife, Seto Rika, struggling and resisting. However, at this moment, Uekusa was intensely hoping that Mr. Ryu would completely penetrate his wife Seto Rika's snow-white, plump, and tender body. Although his body wasn't reacting, the pleasure in his heart was becoming more and more urgent and stimulating!

Uekusa watched as Mr. Ryu actually thrust his hips and entered his wife Seto Rika's body. Seto Rika let out a long moan. Then, Mr. Ryu began to thrust violently, and Seto Rika began to pant and moan passionately.

Uezu, who had always been dedicated to revising textbooks and looked down on Chinese people, now watched as this Chinese man he had always despised, this so-called messenger of Amaterasu, his savior, brazenly and repeatedly thrust into and bombarded his wife Seto Rika's snow-white, voluptuous body in various positions. Meanwhile, Seto Rika, beneath Mr. Ryu, writhed and yielded, panting and moaning. Her psychological humiliation and intense physical pleasure were intertwined; her face was flushed, her eyes languid. The usually dignified and quiet lady had transformed into a wanton and wanton young woman in bed, her body trembling and convulsing as she reached the climax of desire.

"Professor Uezu, how was it? Did you enjoy it? Did it work?"

Afei suddenly called out, embracing Seto Rika.

"Sir! I...I...I..." Uezu felt as if Afei had completely stripped him naked, unable to look at his wife Seto Rika.

"So that's what you were up to, Uekusa!"

Seto Rika roared furiously.

"I was wrong! I confess!"

Uekusa knelt on the ground, filled with trepidation.

"Here's what we'll do! Professor, from now on, your wife will be my personal sex slave. She should be able to give you a son to carry on the family line! So that your Uekusa family line won't end!"

Afei commanded solemnly. "As for this matter, I'll keep it a secret for you! You won't object, will you, Professor?"

Uekusa was filled with remorse, but what's done is done. His wife already hated him to the core, and he couldn't afford to offend this messenger of Amaterasu, especially since the Prince and the Emperor were behind him. Uekusa was good at reading the winds, and he thought this was a good way to kill two birds with one stone. He could curry favor with his savior and the messenger of Amaterasu, and also solve the problem of continuing the family line. Borrowing a seed would do! Anyway, only heaven, earth, you, and I know. Who outside, especially inside the school, would know the truth about this? He bowed and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, sir!"

"Sir hasn't ejaculated inside me yet!"

Seto Rika said coquettishly, her eyes only on

her lover, Afei. "Please give me a kiss with your cherry lips, sister-in-law!"

Afei opened his legs and pressed Seto Rika's head down.

Seto Rika understood and lowered her head. Right in front of Uekusa, she grasped Afei's enormous member, opened her cherry lips, and took it in, teasing, kissing, swallowing, and sucking.

Uekusa watched as Mr. Ryu's facial expressions shifted with pleasure, enjoying his wife Seto Rika's oral services. His enormous member throbbed even more, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace. Afei flipped over, pinning Seto Rika beneath him, and began to roughly ravage, pound, and bombard her once more. Then, both bodies trembled, and Afei erupted like a volcano, the scalding lava causing Seto Rika's body to convulse and spasm as she reached the peak of desire, feeling ecstatic!

→Chapter 086- The Tramway Woman←

Lazy Seto Rika wanted to drive Afei home herself, but Afei had other plans. He ordered her to return to the university to find Ouyang Ruxue, while he leisurely boarded the Tokyo tram, heading to Aunt Caiyun's house at the Yamai Villa, hoping to find some familiar Tokyo scenes from "Tokyo Love Story" along the way.

The tram was not only incredibly comfortable but also exceptionally thrilling. Almost as soon as he boarded the bus, Afei noticed a beautiful woman being harassed by a man. The man's lewd hands were inside her short skirt, groping her. The woman's face flushed red, a mixture of shyness and intoxication. Instead of resisting, she arched her buttocks, seemingly cooperating with his wanton harassment. Just

then, a woman of elegant bearing boarded the bus. She appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, over 1.6 meters tall, with shoulder-length, permed hair. She possessed cherry lips, a delicate nose, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her large, clear, dark eyes and soft, full red lips, along with her delicate, petite nose, set a beautiful, pure, quiet, and elegant figure. Combined with her smooth, beautifully contoured cheeks and flawless complexion, she was a truly stunning beauty. Her

fair face was flushed, exuding a unique charm characteristic of a young woman. Her eyes seemed to hold pools of autumn water, and a faint smile always played on her lips. She wore a pink blouse and a light blue, off-white floral print knee-length sheer skirt. A delicate orange handbag slung over her shoulder, and sheer nude stockings and nearly three-inch stilettos accentuated her long, shapely legs. Her slender hands gripped the handrail, highlighting her curvaceous figure and full breasts. Her ample breasts, standing erect beneath the thin dress, trembled slightly with her breath, subtly revealing the shape of her bra. Her rounded buttocks curved gracefully upwards, taut over her underwear. Her flat stomach and full hips exuded the allure of a mature woman. The sheer nude stockings encased her long, white legs, outlining their full curves, creating a look that was both voluptuous and sensual, emphasizing the captivating charm of a mature woman.

Several subway perverts immediately swarmed around her like flies. The young woman was terrified by the scene. She grabbed the handrail with one hand and frantically covered her breasts with her purse with the other, looking around at the men with wary eyes, unsure what to do. Several men simultaneously reached out their lecherous hands. The young woman struggled frantically, but two fists are no match for four hands, a tiger no match for a pack of wolves, let alone a plump and delicate lamb! It was truly like a lamb entering a tiger's den; it seemed the young woman was about to be ravaged by these subway perverts. Just then, Ah Fei appeared beside the young woman, waving his hands around. Several men's wrists snapped and dislocated one after another. The perverts, sweating profusely from the pain, fled in panic.

The beautiful young woman looked at Ah Fei with immense shyness and gratitude.

Tokyo, as expected of the world's most densely populated metropolis, was swept up by the surging crowd, pushing the young woman into Afei's arms. The two were pressed tightly together, face to face. Even through her shirt, Afei could clearly feel her full, round breasts; though tightly wrapped under her dress, they couldn't conceal their plumpness and elasticity. Afei admired the woman's ivory skin and swan-like neck, enjoying her fragrant breath and the sweet scent emanating from her body. Burning with desire, Afei was almost pressed against the woman's soft abdomen by the crowd behind him. He could no longer control himself and thrust his erection against her stomach.

The woman, of course, clearly felt the hard object pressing against her flat, soft abdomen, and shyly lowered her head.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I couldn't control myself, you're so beautiful and charming!"

Afei sincerely praised.

"Thank you for earlier!"

the woman murmured, her head bowed.

"When you see injustice, you should help!"

Looking at the young woman's charming and alluring appearance, Ah Fei's lust was aroused. He teased her softly, "Sister, you won't mistake me for a subway pervert, will you?"

The young woman murmured shyly and sweetly, "You're not allowed to bully me!" Her shy

and delicate beauty only fueled Ah Fei's desire. He gently pulled her into his arms, his lustful hand pressing against her full, firm buttocks, bringing their lower bodies even closer together.

The young woman felt his erection pressing hard against her thighs through her clothes, rubbing and squeezing. His lustful hand caressed and kneaded her round, plump buttocks, a tingling sensation spreading between her waist, hips, and legs. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, burying her head in his embrace and murmuring, "No!"

Ah Fei became even more unrestrained, his lustful hand slipping inside the young woman's thin skirt, caressing her full, round thighs encased in flesh-colored stockings.

The young woman felt his lecherous hands skillfully caressing and kneading her thighs, then brazenly pressing and massaging her lace panties, even deliberately grasping and playing with her round, pert buttocks, forcefully pressing her flat, soft belly against his erect penis, rubbing and colliding with it. She was kneaded until her face flushed red, panting softly. However, she didn't struggle or resist. Rather than being harassed by those bastards, this young, handsome man was perhaps easier for her to accept. Besides, his skillful teasing and arousal had already touched her heartstrings. She gasped weakly and helplessly, "No! Ah!"

The crowd surged like a tide, and A-Fei, embracing the young woman, pressed her against the corner of the carriage.

Before the young woman could react, A-Fei's face was already pressing down on her, passionately kissing her cherry-like lips. Bystanders assumed it was a passionate couple's intimate moment and paid no attention. The young woman, however, quickly lost herself in the man's kissing and tongue assault. His tongue easily breached her teeth, entwining with her sweet, fragrant tongue, kissing and sucking. Saliva increased, and the woman, seemingly hungry, willingly offered her tongue, allowing him to freely suck and caress it. Their tongues, intensely drawn together, gradually transformed into a deep kiss like that of true lovers.

Ah Fei's lecherous hand slipped inside the woman's pink blouse, pushing up her silk bra, exposing her full, rounded breasts, which he immediately grasped and played with. One soft, round, full breast was instantly seized by Ah Fei, who licked and savored its firmness and elasticity while lewdly kneading its unprotected, delicate tip.

As if to confirm the elasticity of her breasts, Afei greedily fondled the young woman's nipples. Her delicate breasts, oblivious to the touch, displayed their pure tenderness and fullness under his lecherous caresses and kneading. His fingertips lightly stroked and rotated the cherry-like nipples, and the young woman could feel them becoming engorged and erect. With the pressure of Afei's strong body, the young woman's cherry-like nipples instantly fell completely into his lecherous hands. Afei relentlessly ravaged and kneaded her defenseless breasts, her full, round, and elastic breasts constantly being pinched and rubbed. Her full breasts were tightly squeezed, making the small nipples stand out even more, and he erotically teased the already erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger.

"No! Ah!"

A wave of intense shame washed over the exquisite young woman. Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with autumn water, closed shyly. She turned her head away, her fair, jade-like cheeks flushed a deep, intoxicating red, even her earlobes and slender neck blushed. Her breathing quickened, her breath coming in short gasps, her head resting weakly on Ah Fei's shoulder, making her long, graceful neck appear even more beautiful. Her sensitive nipples, under the skilled and experienced caresses of this handsome man, sent waves of intense pleasure coursing through her body.

The exquisite young woman felt Ah Fei suddenly withdraw his advances, leaving her with a sense of emptiness and loss from her burgeoning desire. Fortunately, the man's subsequent wet kiss alleviated her inner longing. However, she immediately realized that the man's true intention was a feint, a diversionary tactic. A lecherous hand parted her lace panties between her legs and began to knead her delicate petals. The young woman's delicate body trembled slightly, desperately suppressing her passionate moans.

At the same time, she felt Ah Fei unzip his pants, releasing his member which slipped inside her thin skirt and pressed brazenly against the crevice between her legs.

The young woman took a deep breath; she clearly felt his enormous member, so breathtaking, so domineering, pressing against the crevice encased in her lace panties. Their almost naked skin touched and rubbed intimately together, muscle against muscle. She vividly felt Ah Fei's hardness and size.

She felt Ah Fei thrusting his enormous member almost violently, brazenly squeezing and teasing her tender petals. She felt as if the inside of her legs and the tender flesh of her petals were being scalded. Waves of strange sensations spread from the crevice between her legs, like an electric current running through her back. She desperately stood on tiptoe, almost crying out.

"Please! Don't go in!"

the young woman pleaded, almost humiliated. "Absolutely not! Ah!"

"Why not?"

Afei ground and thrust into the young woman's crevice.

The young woman was already aroused, her desire surging, panting softly, and whispering in Afei's ear, "I'm on my period, today is the last day! Please, have mercy on me!"

"What about tomorrow?"

Afei teased passionately.

The young woman, her eyes filled with spring, murmured shyly, "If we have the chance to meet again in the future." "Good sister, I can still make you feel extremely good without going in!"

Afei inserted his legs between the young woman's legs, and with a forceful thrust of his knees, the young woman cried out, her legs spread wide apart, now positioned as if Afei was entering her from the front. He began to thrust and pump violently. The young woman enjoyed the handsome man's strength. Although they hadn't truly entered into intercourse, his enormous member had penetrated quite deeply several times. The exquisite young woman was reaching a climax, feeling ethereal and blissful. Her radiant face was flushed with desire, her eyes were languid, her lips parted, and her breath

was sweet as orchids. She let out suppressed moans, "Ah! Ah!" like sighs, revealing her unparalleled pleasure. Suddenly, the young woman's body trembled and convulsed violently, reaching the climax of her desire.

"Good sister, you've had your fun, but I haven't come yet! Baby!"

Ah Fei panted, grabbing the young woman's delicate hand and pressing it against his enormous member.

The stunning young woman suddenly touched his hot, hard, steel-like member. Startled, she recoiled as if she'd touched a scorpion. Just then, the tram arrived at the station. The woman gave Ah Fei a coquettish, slightly resentful glare, then fled in a panic, leaving Ah Fei alone, lamenting: "A lifetime of hunting geese, today I've been pecked in the eye by a swallow; a lifetime of sailing, today I've capsized in a ditch. Women! Fickle women! Truly unpredictable!"

→Chapter 087- Aunt Caiyun←

By the time Ah Fei chased after her from the tram, the stunning young woman had vanished without a trace. Ah Fei sighed deeply and forced himself to suppress his lust as he went to the mountain villa.

"Ah Fei, you're finally back!"

Aunt Caiyun hurriedly greeted him.

"Why is it only Auntie here? Where are they?"

Ah Fei looked around, puzzled.

"Your wife from Xuanwu Film Company, Qiaoqiao, went there because she needed to see Suyun; Feng'ai and Suixiang went to Miyazawa Mie's house yesterday since you wouldn't be back for the next couple of days!"

Aunt Caiyun said. "Your uncle and Liuxia Dongye squeezed out Yi Nan and successfully took control of the Yamaguchi-gumi. They don't dare to stray far from headquarters and are waiting for instructions from the Emperor and you at all times!"

"What did Qiaoqiao need Aunt Suyun for?"

Afei asked, puzzled at first, then laughed. "Uncle is quite pleased with himself and has achieved his goal! Of course, he has to hold on tightly to the power of the acting gang leader! Haha!"

"Father and son turning against each other, what a tragedy!"

Aunt Caiyun sighed, her eyebrows furrowed, and asked with great concern, "Afei, do you know how Yi Nan is? Is he alright?"

"He's not only safe and sound, but he almost killed me!"

Afei said lazily, reclining on the tatami mat.

"What?"

Aunt Caiyun was startled. She fawned over Afei, holding out the fragrant tea respectfully, and asked in a panic, "Afei, have you seen Yi Nan? Why would he want to kill you?"

"Good aunt, don't worry, he's currently being taken in and given important responsibilities by Prince Fumihito at Qiuxiao Palace!"

Afei joked, "Not only is Cousin Yi Nan perfectly fine, but he's also riding high, full of ambition, enjoying high office, wealth, honor, and a life of luxury. He's living a life of debauchery, completely oblivious to the world around him! It's a shame you, his loving mother, are still worried sick at home!"

"Nonsense!"

Aunt Caiyun, slightly relieved to hear her son was safe, couldn't help but scold Afei playfully, "He doesn't have your abilities, you little rascal! How could he possibly manage to be so successful with both the Emperor and Prince Fumihito? And forget about his debauchery! If he had your assets, he wouldn't have humiliated himself by offering you his beautiful wife to be his progenitor! You little rascal, your mouth is always running wild!"

Afei pulled Aunt Caiyun into a hug, teasingly asking, "My assets? I don't know what assets I have! Tell me, Aunt!"

"Fei'er, don't do this!"

Aunt Caiyun felt a tingling sensation all over her body when Afei touched her, and she became shy and charming.

Afei ignored her and hugged Aunt Caiyun tightly, giving her a wet kiss. His tongue broke through her pearly teeth, teasing and enticing her fragrant tongue. Their lips and tongues intertwined, and saliva flowed freely. Aunt Caiyun was aroused by Afei several times. Today, Suyun and the others were not at home. The fact that they were alone together, and their incestuous relationship, only added to the ambiguous excitement.

Afei held Aunt Caiyun like this, letting her full body press against him, enjoying her plump and soft body. He stared lecherously into Aunt Caiyun's eyes, and his lustful hands gently caressed and kneaded her plump and round buttocks.

"Aunt Fei, with a shy and charming air, was about to pout when Fei gently rubbed his lips against her cherry-like mouth, silencing her. His lips and hers were almost touching, this teasing kiss more arousing than a real kiss. Smelling the masculine scent emanating from Fei and his lips, she was intoxicated, her wistful heart stirred. Her delicate, sensual rose-red lips parted slightly, panting softly, her eyes filled with a mixture of spring-like shyness and reproach as she looked at Fei.

'Good aunt, stick out your fragrant tongue!'" "

Ah Fei said with a lewd grin.

Aunt Caiyun hesitated shyly, as Ah Fei kneaded her plump, round buttocks forcefully twice. She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, panting, and slowly extended her fragrant, sweet little tongue. She felt Ah Fei kissing and licking her delicate tongue tip with his own tongue, tracing circles one after another. Aunt Caiyun closed her beautiful eyes, her eyebrows furrowed, and unconsciously let out a soft moan from deep in her throat. She felt that it wasn't just a simple sweet sensation, but that sweet sensation came from the tip of her tongue." A warm sensation spread to her tongue and mouth, making her feel comfortable and relaxed.

Suddenly, Ah Fei bit and sucked her tongue passionately. His skillful yet almost wild movements immediately stimulated and aroused her erogenous zones, igniting a fire of desire throughout her mouth, as if all the erogenous zones in her body had concentrated on her tongue. At the same time, Ah Fei's other hand slid up to her breasts, grasping her swollen and aching breasts through her kimono.

"Mmm..."

Aunt Caiyun gasped and murmured softly. Not only her tongue was ignited, but her plump and soft body and her full, round breasts swelled as if they were about to burst through the kimono's restraints. The full nipples pushed against the thin silk kimono, revealing their delicate outlines.

"Fei'er! Are you trying to suffocate your aunt?!"

Aunt Caiyun struggled to break free from Afei's lips, letting out a deep, almost suffocating breath, and said coquettishly with a hint of spring in her eyes. "

Good Aunt, now Uncle is satisfied, Sister-in-law Feng'ai is planting jade in Lantian, and Sister Suixiang has regained her youth. Is there anything else you need Afei to do for you?"

Afei teased, embracing Aunt Caiyun from below.

"Isn't all of this thanks to you?"

Aunt Caiyun said worriedly, "But I'm still worried about Yinan!" He was originally honest, kind, and simple-minded, but suddenly he's become so... "So insidious, treacherous, ruthless, and violent. I'm worried that if my cousin continues down this path, he'll become increasingly mired in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself,"

A-Fei said leisurely. "Moreover, he harbors deep prejudice against me and holds a grudge, provoking me time and time again. I might be able to show leniency and spare his life, but the Emperor and Prince might not spare his life!"

"Fei'er! You must find a way to save Yi-Nan!"

Aunt Caiyun pleaded anxiously, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Auntie, don't worry. For your sake, I'll do my best to save my cousin! How will you thank me, Auntie?"

A-Fei grinned mischievously as he tore open Aunt Caiyun's kimono, revealing a pair of snow-white, full breasts that sprang out and drooped before his eyes, trembling and appearing even more alluring. He couldn't help but swallow hard and gasped, "Good Auntie, I want to drink milk!"

Aunt Caiyun first struggled shyly to get up and escape A-Fei's body, but he held her tightly. Knowing that this little rascal wouldn't let her go easily, she felt his heavy, hot breath on her breasts, a tingling, itchy sensation. Her face flushed red, and tormented by the aroused desire, her beautiful head swayed shyly and uneasily, her starry eyes intoxicated, her cheeks flushed, and she let out a soft moan. Her body went limp, and her snow-white, soft breasts finally pressed against his face.

Afei kissed her without any hesitation, then opened his mouth without any pity and took her full, snow-white breasts into his mouth, biting, sucking, and caressing them.

"Ah, Fei'er!" Aunt Caiyun couldn't suppress her passionate moan, and even wriggled her body, adjusting her breasts to meet his almost wild and rough biting and sucking. Slight pain mixed with increasingly intense pleasure spread from her grape-like nipples to the depths of her body.

At the same time, Afei's lustful hand reached between Aunt Caiyun's jade legs, grasping and caressing her curves through her lace panties. Aunt Caiyun groaned again, her plump, round buttocks arching as she swayed her hips to meet Afei's lewd hands. She felt his hands finally peel back her lace panties and enter her secluded valley, teasing her wantonly. She gasped and moaned, spreading her full, round thighs as wide as possible, letting his hands penetrate deeper, more easily, more freely, and more wantonly.

"Fei'er!"

Aunt Caiyun couldn't help but pant, calling out Afei's name shyly and seductively.

"Good aunt, doesn't it feel different every time? Do you like it?"

Afei leered.

"Ah!"

Aunt Caiyun could no longer withstand his skillful simultaneous assault from three directions. The mature beauty's empty body trembled with passion once more, and her resentful heart was once again filled with desire. Her delicate hands involuntarily pressed against Afei's erect tent, and she said with a spring-like look in her eyes, "Good Fei'er, Aunt knows you're uncomfortable. Let me help you get it out! Okay? You little rascal!"

"Okay! Today we'll see how you perform, good Aunt! But, let's change positions!"

Afei suddenly flipped Aunt Caiyun over completely. Her full, round thighs straddled his neck, and her snow-white, round buttocks and delicate, protruding petals were right in front of his lips, while his erect tent was right in front of her.

"You little rascal, what are you doing? Ah!" Aunt Caiyun said coquettishly, but as his lips kissed her thighs, hips, and the crevice of her vulva, she couldn't help but tremble as her delicate hands unfastened his pants, releasing his enormous member. Then, unable to suppress her desire, she lowered her head and opened her cherry-like mouth to take it in.

Afei kissed and nibbled at her curves, his tongue licking and exploring; Aunt Caiyun was also swallowing and sucking his enormous member, using both her mouth and tongue for continuous deep throating.

Afei pressed his tongue against his lower jaw, nearly losing control and ejaculating prematurely. The lust ignited by the stunning young woman on the tram was burning fiercely again. He suddenly flipped over, pinning Aunt Caiyun beneath him, his hard penis slamming against her shapely curves.

"Fei'er! No!"

Aunt Caiyun struggled shyly and tentatively, half-heartedly resisting and half-accepting, coquettishly pleading, "You little rascal, Feng'ai is yours, Suixiang is yours, and you won't even let Yingzi go. Please, spare me, okay?"

But she also knew that once the fire was burning fiercely, it couldn't be extinguished; both of them were teetering on the edge of lustful frenzy, like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released. She even eagerly thrust her slender waist forward, longing for him to quickly fill her already thirsty heart and lonely, empty flower path.

"Good aunt!"

Afei parted Aunt Caiyun's snow-white, rounded thighs, aiming at the crevice between them, and said, "Watch, I'm finally going to enter you!"

With that, he thrust his hips, and with a "plop," he plunged in along her flowing spring water.

"Ah, Fei'er!"

Aunt Caiyun let out a long moan, her full, rounded body involuntarily arching upwards, her snow-white, slender legs clamping tightly together, her delicate toes, encased in thin, transparent stockings, taut and straight.

Afei would sometimes have Aunt Caiyun kneel on the tatami mat and brutally thrust into her from behind, sometimes lift one of her snow-white legs high and wildly thrust into her from the side, sometimes have her straddle him and rise and fall, and finally, he would place her legs high on his shoulders and violently pump in and out. Aunt Caiyun, a mature and beautiful woman, felt her heart stirred with desire. Her alluring beauty grew increasingly flushed, her breathing more rapid, her moans more wanton, and her cries more wanton. Her face flushed, her beautiful eyes closed shyly, her jade cheeks glowing with spring, and she couldn't help but moan softly beneath him, her cheeks flushed, her heart intoxicated, immersed in the burning passion he had ignited. She raised her two snow-white, rounded legs high, tightly wrapping them around Afei's waist and hips, her slender waist swaying, her beautiful buttocks thrusting, her pink hips undulating, surrendering herself to his pleasure, actively yielding.

As Aunt Caiyun's body once again convulsed, contracted, gripped, and sucked Afei's enormous member deep within, he roared, trembled violently, and ejaculated with unrestrained ecstasy.

The mature and beautiful Aunt Caiyun, stimulated by his scalding heat, felt a wave of tingling pleasure wash over her, her body going limp with a blissful sensation. "Ah..."

With a melodious and alluring cry from the mature and voluptuous Aunt Caiyun, their lovemaking finally came to an end. Slowly sliding down from the climax, the mature beauty's face flushed crimson, infinitely shy, glistening with fragrant sweat, and panting softly.

Afei tried to roll off Aunt Caiyun, but she clung to him, coaxing, "Fei'er, don't pull out!"

Gazing at the beautiful, voluptuous, and mature woman beneath him, Aunt Caiyun's blushing face, Afei asked lustfully, "How was it? Good Aunt, was it comfortable?"

This question made Aunt Caiyun's beautiful face burn with embarrassment.

The exhilarating sense of conquest spurred Afei on. He caressed Aunt Caiyun's snow-white, full breasts, still relentlessly asking, "Good Aunt, how is it?"

Aunt Caiyun could only shyly murmur, "You're so naughty! No wonder Yingzi was in pain all night yesterday! You're too strong! You little rascal!"

Afei lewdly asked again, "Good Aunt, is it comfortable?"

The mature, beautiful Aunt Caiyun, shy and helpless, murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Good Fei'er, I feel very comfortable!"

After saying that, she lowered her snow-white, graceful neck with infinite shyness, burying her soft, boneless, naked, snow-white, beautiful, full, and round mature body into Afei's arms.

→Chapter 088 - Mother and Daughter Both Gained←

The maid set out dinner. Yingzi returned from school, first rushing into Afei's arms and giving him a kiss. Then, seeing the sumptuous dinner, she exclaimed with delight, "Wow! So much delicious food!"

"Your brother Afei has been working hard these past few days, so Mom specially made these soups to nourish him!"

Aunt Caiyun said shyly.

"Mom is so biased! You love brother Afei so much!"

Yingzi said innocently and coquettishly, unintentionally revealing the ambiguous relationship. This made Aunt Caiyun blush and blush with shyness.

Afei looked at the black chicken, turtle, and wolfberry soup, kelp and pork rib stew, ginseng and dog meat stew, chrysanthemum and corn sweet soup, and several special side dishes on the table. It was truly mouthwatering. Afei, deeply moved, looked at Aunt Caiyun with tender affection and said, "Thank you so much, Auntie! After eating this nourishing soup, the three of us probably won't be able to sleep all night!"

As he spoke, he even placed his hand on Aunt Caiyun's thigh right in front of Yingzi.

"Ah?"

Yingzi exclaimed in surprise, "So Mom was also... by Brother Afei!"

Aunt Caiyun blushed and playfully scolded her daughter, but glared at Afei with a shy yet resentful look, her eyes alluring and almost dripping with tears.

"Haha!"

Afei laughed heartily, grabbing Yingzi's slender waist and teasingly saying, "Good sister, eat well now, and tonight, I'll have a good time with both of you!"

Aunt Caiyun and Yingzi blushed and playfully scolded each other. They devoured the food

in a whirlwind, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Afei whispered something in Aunt Caiyun's fair ear.

"No way! You little rascal! Don't even think about it!" "

Aunt Caiyun gave Afei a coquettish glare, then swayed her shapely buttocks away.

"Brother Afei!"

Yingzi, however, threw herself into Afei's arms, and the two engaged in a passionate, wet kiss, their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely.

"Good sister, did you miss your brother?"

Afei asked.

Yingzi nodded shyly.

"Good sister, does it still hurt?"

Afei's lecherous hand slipped inside Yingzi's school uniform skirt, gently caressing her thighs as he asked with concern.

Yingzi let out a soft moan as he touched her, collapsing into Afei's arms and murmuring, "Good brother, be gentle tonight, okay?"

Looking at Yingzi's gentle, charming, and submissive appearance, Afei's lust flared up instantly, and he lewdly said, "Good sister, I just love how you look in this sailor school uniform skirt, but you should take one off!" "

Sakurako obediently allowed Afei to embrace her, spreading her fair and delicate legs as she straddled him. Afei lifted her snow-white short skirt.

'What delicate and beautiful petals!'

Afei praised.

Sakurako was filled with shy joy at her lover's praise, letting his lustful hands caress her tender skin through her red lace panties. Suddenly, Afei leaned down, opened his mouth, and bit her panties, slowly pulling them down. Sakurako hadn't expected her lover to liberate her private parts like this, and her nervous and shy breathing became heavy.

'Mmm!'" "

Sakura suddenly gasped and let out a soft moan, as her brother, Afei, kissed her delicate, pink flesh, biting and nibbling at her pink petals.

Afei kissed and nibbled wantonly, even licking and teasing with his tongue, recklessly invading and enjoying the girl's unparalleled tenderness.

Sakura felt her lover's tongue entering and teasing her, then he directly bit and sucked at her tender flesh. Her eyebrows furrowed, her face flushed, her fair body trembled and convulsed, her hands involuntarily pressing tightly against his hair, almost pleadingly moaning, 'Good brother! Don't do this!'"

Afei chuckled mischievously as he released Yingzi, placing her small hand on his erect penis and saying, "Good little sister, let your brother enjoy your sweet tongue! Okay?"

Yingzi shyly and gracefully lay on Afei's lap, extending her delicate hand to release her lover's enormous member. She imitated Chunzi's posture that day, opening her cherry-like mouth to take it in. Her lover's intense masculine scent mingled with a lingering, erotic aroma, clearly evidence of their recent encounter. However, Yingzi's lips and tongue were somewhat clumsy and inexperienced, lacking any skill. Afei had no choice but to provide on-the-spot instruction on how to lick his sensitive spots with her tongue and how to swallow and suck his enormous member with her cherry-like mouth.

At this moment, Aunt Caiyun shyly entered, and as expected, she complied with Afei's request, wearing a red Suzhou-embroidered cheongsam with a slit that went up to her thighs. Her long, slender, snow-white legs were encased in sheer, flesh-colored crystal stockings, the lace-trimmed tops of which were rolled up, revealing the fair skin at the base of her thighs. She wore red high heels, exuding extreme allure. The mature beauty walked slowly and coquettishly to Afei's side, her full, rounded thighs appearing and disappearing beneath the lace trim as she moved.

"Auntie is so beautiful!"

Afei exclaimed at the opportune moment. Since he was lying on the tatami, he could see that Aunt Caiyun was indeed obediently not wearing any underwear under her cheongsam. Her pubic hair and ample cleavage were openly displayed. His lustful hand naturally slipped inside the cheongsam, caressing Aunt Caiyun's full, rounded thighs. He leered, "Good Auntie, come and teach Yingzi some oral skills!"

Aunt Caiyun glared at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, but then lay down on his lap with alluring obedience. She stroked his strong thighs, playing with him, manipulating him—she had just enjoyed the powerful image of her lover! After the afternoon's passionate lovemaking, Aunt Caiyun's long-dormant desires had been rekindled; the stagnant pool of loneliness had become a turbulent sea. She had forgotten her status, her reserve, and that her daughter Yingzi was beside her. She actually lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took him in. Afei, breathless with pleasure, caressed Aunt Caiyun's hair with one hand and stroked her almost naked, full, snow-white breasts with the other. "Good Aunt! You're so good!" he exclaimed, fully enjoying the soft warmth of Aunt Caiyun's mouth.

Aunt Caiyun sensed Afei's pleasure, and a sense of comfort, pride, and joy welled up within her. She was completely intoxicated, her mind and body immersed in excitement, losing all restraint and forgetting all her worries. Her hands involuntarily clung tightly to his legs, as if afraid of losing him. At the same time, she used her mouth and tongue to suckle and swallow him vigorously. Together with Yingzi, they grasped his enormous member, playing with it, caressing it, kissing it, and sucking and swallowing it. Afei felt so comfortable that his hair stood on end, and he breathed heavily. One of his lustful hands reached inside Aunt Caiyun's cheongsam, caressing and kneading her cleavage, while the other caressed and fondled Yingzi's delicate petals. The mother and daughter, panting and moaning, lay limp and exhausted.

Afei pressed Aunt Caiyun down beneath him, gently caressing her long, shapely legs encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings. They were so plump and soft! Her body trembled slightly. He continued caressing her legs, rubbing his face against her feet, which were also clad in sheer stockings. Even through the stockings, he could feel the smooth, delicate texture of her feet. He couldn't resist licking them with his tongue, kissing them through the stockings, finding them incredibly smooth and soft.

"Fei'er! Ah!"

Aunt Caiyun murmured breathlessly.

Afei kissed her soft calves through the thin, sheer stockings, then down to her full, rounded thighs—they were incredibly smooth. He kissed his way up between her legs, reaching Aunt Caiyun's thighs. Oh, the sheer, flesh-colored stockings clung tightly to her long, slender legs, and the red cheongsam concealed her plump, sensual pubic hair and the deep, forbidden abyss between her thighs.

"Fei'er! No! You can't!" Aunt Caiyun cried out, her eyes filled with irresistible allure.

Fei couldn't resist slipping his hand between her legs, directly caressing and kneading Aunt Caiyun's most intimate parts. Aunt Caiyun let out soft moans, her upper body arching forward, her hips swaying gently in response to his fingers. As her cherry lips parted, a fragrant, delicate scent, like orchids, wafted from her mouth and nose. A tingling, warm sensation spread between her legs, penetrating to the core, leaving him breathless and intoxicated. Seeing Aunt Caiyun's captivating and alluring shy demeanor only fueled Afei's uncontrollable passion! Afei slowly slipped his head inside Aunt Caiyun's red cheongsam, approaching between her jade-like legs, kissing the inside of her full, snow-white thighs. He rubbed and kneaded them incessantly through the sheer, flesh-colored stockings, feeling their soft, smooth texture—it felt incredibly good.

Afei continued kissing and licking until he reached the base of Aunt Caiyun's rounded, snow-white thighs, gradually moving to her mysterious triangle area, partially concealed by the sheer, flesh-colored stockings. The closer he got to her curves, the more rapid Aunt Caiyun's breathing became.

He stared at her mysterious triangle, the area between her thighs, plump and luscious, like a perfectly ripe peach. "Fei'er, no! I can't take it anymore!"

Aunt Caiyun gasped, letting out a soft, seductive moan.

Under her daughter Yingzi's watchful gaze and with Afei's lewd teasing, Aunt Caiyun felt an overwhelming sense of shame. Her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with autumn water, closed shyly, her head turned inward, her fair cheeks, like white jade, flushed a deep, intoxicating red, even her earlobes and white neck blushed. As Afei used his tongue and fingers to tease her, Aunt Caiyun quickly reached a state of ecstasy, feeling as if she were floating on air. Her radiant face was filled with spring-like joy, her eyes were half-closed, her lips parted, her breath sweet as orchids, emitting

soft moans like sighs, revealing her unparalleled pleasure. Afei pressed Yingzi down onto Aunt Caiyun's lower abdomen. The red Suzhou-embroidered cheongsam accentuated their two snow-white bodies overlapping beneath them; Yingzi's skin was fair, smooth, and delicate, while Aunt Caiyun's was full and rounded. Afei thrust himself into Yingzi's delicate body. Yingzi, still wincing in pain, gasped and groaned. The sailor school uniform skirt and Yingzi's fair and delicate body, combined with her charming and alluring demeanor, stimulated Afei to thrust wildly and roughly, while wantonly kneading Aunt Caiyun's snow-white and full breasts. Yingzi couldn't help but groan repeatedly, and Aunt Caiyun could clearly feel Afei's powerful thrusts and impacts through her daughter's body, her voluptuous flesh sliding along with them.

Soon, Yingzi's body went limp and collapsed to the side. Afei embraced Aunt Caiyun, his massive member grinding and teasing her cleavage as he moved from below to above. Aunt Caiyun, her heart pounding with desire, parted her snow-white thighs as wide as possible, swaying her slender waist and twisting her beautiful hips. With a "plop," her pink thighs fell, swallowing him whole, and she let out a long, stimulating moan of pleasure. Aunt Caiyun's long, beautiful hair was now disheveled, swaying and flowing. Underneath her red cheongsam, her bright red high heels were even more conspicuous and dazzling. Her plump, snow-white body trembled passionately, her pink thighs rising and falling frequently, pulling her delicate body to swallow and exhale her lover's enormous member.

Afei rolled over and pinned Aunt Caiyun beneath him, brazenly placing her snow-white, full thighs high on his shoulders, almost straddling her round, pink thighs as he thrust powerfully, almost violently pounding and bombarding the sensual body of the plump, beautiful, mature, and charming Aunt Caiyun.

Aunt Caiyun's two long, slender, snow-white legs were raised high and tightly wrapped around Afei's waist and hips. Her willow-like waist swayed, her pink hips thrusting, her body yielding to pleasure, actively responding, panting and moaning. Finally, she cried out in a wanton voice, "Husband! Husband!"

Against the backdrop of her red kimono and red high heels, Aunt Caiyun's snow-white, voluptuous, mature, and plump body rolled, stimulating Afei's lower back to ache and numb. His enormous member trembled violently, and he ejaculated fiercely. The scalding molten lava made Aunt Caiyun's body tremble and spasm. Once again, they were locked in a blissful union, experiencing ecstasy and death, repeatedly reaching the heavens of ecstasy with their beloved lover. One night, one dragon and two phoenixes, entwined in tender affection, their love boundless, their springtime passion endless

→ Chapter 089 - The Way of Go ←

The next morning, Suzuki Anri arrived early to fetch Ryukenbi into the palace. Of course, the sword was sheathed, and Suzuki Anri lifted her long skirt, parted her legs, straddled Ryukenbi, and swallowed him whole, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

Emperor Yongren was exceptionally warm to Ryukenbi, repeatedly shaking his hand in gratitude.

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling?"

Ryukenbi asked with a mischievous grin.

"You flatter me, sir!"

The Emperor looked around to make sure no one was watching, then smiled sheepishly and said softly, "Although I haven't fully recovered, I'm already seeing initial results! I should thank you, sir!"

"Your Majesty doesn't need to thank me!"

Ryukenbi grinned even more mischievously, "Your Majesty should thank Miss Mutou Ran!"

"I've already bestowed upon her the title of Consort Ran!"

Emperor Yongren felt somewhat embarrassed and changed the subject, asking, "How did you feel about your trip to Akishino-no-kami? How does Your Majesty compare her to Prince Fumihito?" "

Afei countered with a question.

Emperor Yongren pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Prince Fumihito is rough, I am gentle; Prince Fumihito is strict, I am tolerant; Prince Fumihito is ambitious, I am content; Prince Fumihito is eager for quick success, I am moderate and far-sighted. I often act in the opposite way to Prince Fumihito, and I believe that justice resides in the hearts of the people! The eyes of the people are discerning!"

Afei first detailed Prince Fumihito's promises, then said seriously, "It seems Your Majesty is imitating Liu Bei's method of dealing with Cao Cao in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms! Your Majesty is kind-hearted, while the Prince is ambitious; Your Majesty is lenient, while the Prince uses both kindness and severity; Your Majesty is like water, while the Prince is like fire. Are they truly irreconcilable? Your Majesty, Prince Fumihito is not entirely heartless, indifferent, or unjust! Where there is profit, there is confusion. When Qin lost its deer, the feudal lords of the world vied for it, and the quickest to act was the first to seize it!" "The throne has always been passed down through primogeniture. Your Majesty has no heir, which inevitably leads to suspicion and unrealistic ambitions. To dispel Prince Fumihito's covetous thoughts, Your Majesty has only one way: to have an heir within a year. Once there is an heir, the wolfish ambitions of others will be completely thwarted! Therefore, Your Majesty should strive to fully recover as soon as possible. Keep up the good work!"

Emperor Yongren looked worriedly at the handsome and dashing messenger of Amaterasu, Mr. Ryu, and felt that this messenger of Amaterasu was becoming increasingly mysterious and unfathomable. Suddenly, a strange and peculiar thought arose in his mind, which he immediately dismissed with shame. He then bowed respectfully and said, "I still need your guidance and support in the future! Today, I realize even more that you are indeed extraordinary!" I recall Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, saying during their discussion of heroes over plum wine in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, "The dragon can be large or small, can rise or hide; when large, it stirs up clouds and mists; when small, it conceals its form; when rising, it soars through the universe; when hiding, it lurks within the waves. Now, in the depths of spring, the dragon seizes the opportunity to change, just as a man who has achieved his ambitions roams freely across the world. The dragon can be compared to the heroes of the world." It seems this profound statement perfectly applies to you, sir! And your surname happens to be Long (Dragon), truly a stroke of fate! You are indeed a hero of our time!

"Your Majesty flatters me!"

(He smiled, referring to the missing part of the text.) "I've heard Your Majesty is enthusiastic about the art of Go, and indeed you possess many game records from famous Go masters!"

"The black and white principles of Go were introduced from your country! Our people are very fond of and obsessed with it!" "

Emperor Yongren, feeling a sense of satisfaction, exclaimed, 'The ivory-inlaid wooden Go board, a gift from the Tang Dynasty to Emperor Xiaowu and now housed in the Shosoin Repository in Japan, is a national treasure. It has 19 lines on each side. I studied under the Go master Wu Qingyuan, a national treasure, while Fumihito studied under Kato Masao. We two have a match every year! Only at these times do we truly connect!'

Emperor Yongren sighed with emotion.

'Wu Qingyuan and Kato Masao are both master-level figures in the Go world! They are figures of utmost respect for me!'

Afei exclaimed. 'When I have time, I would like to ask Your Majesty for some pointers!' " "

Actually, Afei's true love for Go stemmed from the China-Japan Go Tournament during his elementary school years. Go master Nie Weiping achieved an incredible eleven-game winning streak against top-tier Japanese players, earning him the title of 'Go Saint' and the praise of the people as an anti-Japanese hero. Children always have idols and things they admire, so Afei continued his Go practice throughout middle and high school, mastering the principles of Go

. He never imagined he'd find a use for it in Japan!"

Emperor Yongren suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh! That's right, the Empress may have something to ask of you, sir. Maid, take you there!" "

Afei wondered what the stunningly beautiful and dignified Empress Makyou Sayuri, who was also the leader of the Holy Maiden Sect, would want from him. Afei pondered this as he entered the inner palace. Suzuki Anri was chatting and laughing with Empress Makyou Sayuri. Afei always felt a special attraction to this stunningly beautiful and dignified Empress; her beautiful face, graceful figure, dignified and gentle temperament, and noble status were all enough to stimulate his primal instincts.

"Empress, what instructions do you have for me?"

Afei asked with a smile.

"Rongzi, your teacher has arrived! Come and pay your respects!" "

Suzuki Anri teased.

A slender, tall girl stood up. She had long, straight hair like that in a hair advertisement, which looked exceptionally elegant and beautiful. She had an oval face, the kind only a true beauty possesses, a smooth forehead, and skin as white as snow. Beneath her delicate, mountain-like eyebrows were a pair of deep, mysterious eyes. Her nose was as fine and straight as a sculpture, and her beautifully curved, soft lips made one want to bite them. Her chin was pointed yet rounded and distinctive. Especially striking was the beauty mark below her soft lips, which added infinite charm to her cold and aloof beauty. In short, it was a flawless face.

"Mr. Long, this is my daughter, Rongzi!" "

Empress Makoto Sayuri felt a little flustered by Afei's lecherous gaze, and introduced him in a shy and charming manner, "I heard that you are very accomplished in dance. The Emperor and I intend to hire you as Rongzi's tutor, to teach Rongzi Chinese and dance. What do you think?"

"Since the Empress has given the order, how could Afei dare to disobey?" Ah Fei

smiled as he sized up the mother and daughter before him. Rongzi was only eighteen years old. She had a slender and graceful figure, soft, jade-like arms like snow lotus roots, beautifully rounded, long legs, and flesh-colored stockings that encased her slender, smooth calves. Her youthful, alluring, mature, and full breasts stretched her white dress high, complementing her delicate, smooth, and jade-like skin. She was truly a graceful and elegant woman. Especially striking were Rongzi's swan-like, beautiful, and noble ivory-carved neck, and her pure and innocent, amorous eyes, which deeply moved Ah Fei.

"Rongzi greets Teacher Long!"

Rongzi respectfully began to kneel in greeting, but Ah Fei gently helped her up.

"Princess Rongzi, there's no need for such a grand gesture,"

Ah Fei said softly, looking at Rongzi tenderly. "While teachers and students should certainly follow etiquette, they should also be friends. Only a good teacher and a good friend can teach and learn from each other and progress together!" "

Rongzi lowered her head shyly and coquettishly, leaving Afei stunned.

Suzuki Anri and Empress Mako Sayuri exchanged a knowing smile upon seeing this.

"Who is so capable as to become Rongzi's teacher? Hehe!"

Truly, the beauty's voice preceded her arrival, her laughter preceded her words. A beautiful woman gracefully entered.

"It's you?" Afei exclaimed in surprise. "It's you? What are you doing here?" the woman also

exclaimed in surprise. It turned out to be the stunning young woman from the train. "This is the beautiful Kobayashi Megumi! This is Mr. Ryu!"

Empress Makoto Sayuri, puzzled, deliberately giggled and asked Kobayashi Emi, "What? Sister, how do you know Mr. Ryu?"

"No!"

Kobayashi Emi replied shyly, "Yesterday I encountered some thieves on the train, and thankfully Mr. Ryu came to my rescue." As she spoke, she recalled being harassed and assaulted by Afei on the train yesterday, and couldn't help but glare at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment.

"Mr. Ryu always likes to play the hero and save the beauty!"

Suzuki Anri also giggled and put her arm around Kobayashi Emi's shoulder.

"Anri-neechan! You're making fun of me, I'm not coming anymore!"

Kobayashi Emi said shyly.

"Is there anything else you need, Empress?"

Afei asked with a smile, surrounded by a profusion of flowers, truly intoxicating and carefree.

"Anri said you're going to Akishino Palace today! Remember to tutor Ryoko when you get back!"

Empress Makō Sayuri said with concern. "Let Anri meet you outside! What happened in Nishimura was quite frightening! As the saying goes, 'One should not have the heart to harm others, but one should not be without the heart to guard against others.' Sir, please be careful!"

"I'm also going to Akishino Palace to see Manami and little Yujin! Little Yujin's 100-day celebration is coming up soon!"

Kobayashi Emi affectionately put her arm around Suzuki Anri's shoulder and looked shyly at Empress Makō Sayuri. "I can hitch a ride with Anri-neechan!"

Her beautiful eyes never dared to look at Afei.

"That's fine! We're still good sisters with Princess Maimi and Princess Manami! Please give them my regards and tell them I'll visit them another day."

Empress Makō Sayuri said quietly, "Harmony in the family brings prosperity! I hope that when little Yujin's 100-day celebration comes, the two brothers can meet again with a smile and let bygones be bygones!"

"Beans are boiled to make soup, the broth is poured out. A winnowing basket burns beneath the pot, the beans weep within. Born of the same root, why such cruel treatment? Truly, the tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease!"

Afei recited leisurely, then sighed wistfully, "Human life has no roots, drifting like dust on the road. Scattered and blown by the wind, this is no longer our true form. We become brothers upon landing, bound by blood and flesh! When joy is found, let us revel, gathering with neighbors over wine. Youth does not return, a day does not dawn twice. We should strive diligently while we can, for time waits for no one. Why not learn from brothers who are of one heart, whose strength can break metal, 'To be brothers with you in every life, to continue the unfinished bond in the next life'?"

The women were all moved, silent, but Rongzi responded, asking: "Sir, the line you just recited, 'We are brothers upon birth, why must we be blood relatives!' is a famous line by Tao Yuanming, isn't it? And the line after that, 'Let us be brothers in every life, and continue our unfinished bond in the next,' is from Su Shi's 'Two Poems Sent to Ziyou from the Censorate's Prison'?"

Afei couldn't help but look at the girl before him with newfound respect, exclaiming with delight, "I never imagined that the princess was not only a beautiful girl, but also a talented one! It's one thing to know the famous lines of Tao Yuanming, but for a princess at such a young age to know such obscure lines from Su Shi is truly admirable!"

Rongzi glanced at Afei with infinite shyness, then lowered her head bashfully.

Empress Makoto Sayuri, Suzuki Anri, and Kobayashi Emi couldn't help but look at Rongzi, then at Afei. The three women were all filled with a mixture of shyness and joy, listening to the two men recite poetry with overflowing talent, and they were all captivated.

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"Sir, shall we go?" Suzuki Anri said. QQ group number: 50267884 "I'm going to change my clothes, I'll be right there!"

Kobayashi Emi glanced at Afei shyly and charmingly, then ran out.

In the car, Suzuki Anri, as usual, lifted her long skirt, spread her jade legs, and straddled Afei. With a soft thud, she lowered her pink hips and swallowed the sword.

"Aren't you afraid that the beautiful concubine will come over soon?" Afei teased.

"I'm not afraid of her at all!"

Suzuki Anri enjoyed the fullness and satisfaction of the sword being sheathed, and whispered in Afei's ear with a spring-like look in her eyes, "Emi is my lover in the Holy Maiden Sect!" Afei suddenly moved violently and asked fiercely, "Where did you hide Ouyang Ruxue? Tell me honestly!" "Good husband!"

Suzuki Anri gasped, her face flushed, her eyes gleaming with seductive allure as Afei thrust into her. "Ru Xue is a virgin of our Holy Maiden Sect! The Empress Sect Leader is afraid you'll take Ru Xue's virginity, so she's hidden her away. If you want Ru Xue, you'll have to get past the Empress Sect Leader first!" Afei's lust intensified at the thought of the Empress's mature beauty.

"Good husband!"

Suzuki Anri immediately sensed Afei's physical reaction and said coquettishly, "Why do you get so aroused when I mention the Empress Sect Leader? You little rascal, are you eyeing the Empress again? Good husband, use me as a substitute for her! Ah!" Afei indeed continued thrusting into Suzuki Anri with great force and intensity, making her moan with pleasure.

Kobayashi Emi knocked on the car door. She was dressed in a light blue halter-neck dress, black sheer stockings, and light makeup, looking exceptionally sexy and alluring.

The door opened, and Kobayashi Emi saw Suzuki Anri straddling Afei's lap inside. She knew Suzuki Anri and Afei were intimate, but she hadn't expected them to be so blatant and unrestrained. Embarrassed, she said coyly, "What are you doing?" Afei deliberately leered at Kobayashi Emi and said leisurely, "If you're scared, Sister Meifei, you shouldn't have gotten in!" Suzuki Anri also looked at her with a wicked smile. Kobayashi Emi, annoyed and embarrassed, stubbornly and haughtily climbed into the car, even giving Suzuki Anri's shoulder a sharp twist.

Suzuki Anri cried out in pain.

Kobayashi Emi simply stared directly at him without blinking. The two of them were watching, and Suzuki Anri became a little embarrassed by her gaze.

Kobayashi Emi noticed that Suzuki Anri was straddling Afei's lap. Although her long skirt concealed her, it was obvious what they were doing. However, despite their obvious thrusting, Suzuki Anri was panting heavily, moaning repeatedly, her eyes filled with desire, as if she were on the verge of a passionate climax.

Afei let his penis ravage Suzuki Anri's body, and he breathed heavily as he laughed at Kobayashi Emi, "Beautiful sister, do you like watching like this? Are you getting aroused? Feeling restless?" "Watching what? You two are just hugging each other, not moving for ages." "

Kobayashi Emi laughed, "Anni-neechan, you're reacting so excitedly, are you embarrassed by my gaze?" Suzuki Anri's body trembled, spasmed, and gasped for breath, unable to speak. She finally climaxed with pleasure.

Afei stared lewdly at Kobayashi Emi and chuckled, "Is your period over, sister?" Kobayashi Emi had long noticed that Afei's gaze lingered on her deep cleavage and high, firm breasts. Seeing Suzuki Anri's ecstatic and seductive state, her heart trembled. She remembered how he had harassed and teased her on the train yesterday, making her feel just as intoxicated. Hearing Afei's direct and open teasing, Kobayashi Emi glared at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment.

Suddenly, Suzuki Anri got up and left Afei's body.

"Ah!"

Caught completely off guard, Kobayashi Emi clearly witnessed Afei's enormous member, which was still wet and swaggering towards her.

Afei pulled Kobayashi Emi into his arms.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Kobayashi Emi struggled in horror. "

Anri, get the ribbon!"

Afei commanded.

Anri Suzuki, in a cruel manner, took a ribbon and helped Afei tightly bind Kobayashi Emi's hands.

"Anni-neechan, what are you doing? Let me go right now!"

Kobayashi Emi struggled and pleaded.

"Good, beautiful consort, you dared to leave me yesterday and run away, it wasn't enough. Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

Afei lewdly chuckled.

Anri Suzuki grabbed Kobayashi Emi's hands, pressed her down onto the sofa chair, raised her hands above her head, and Afei spread her long, slender legs, encased in black stockings, wide apart, fully admiring the beautiful consort of the Emperor, Kobayashi Emi, beneath him.

"So, my sister specially changed into this sexy and alluring halter-neck mini-dress, along with sexy black stockings, and this practically non-existent pink thong—it's so tempting!"

Afei clicked his tongue in admiration, his lecherous hand caressing Kobayashi Emi's silky skin as he leered, "Are you trying to seduce me, sister?" "No, no! Please let me go! For the sake of the Emperor! Please!"

Kobayashi Emi pleaded shyly.

Her mention of the Emperor only fueled Afei's desire, given her status.

"Then tell me, how long has it been since the Emperor showed you any affection?" Afei teased, his lecherous hand gently stroking and kneading Kobayashi Emi's rounded thighs encased in black stockings.

"Why should I tell you?" Kobayashi Emi said awkwardly.

"Oh, are you going to tell me or not?" Afei's lecherous hand explored Kobayashi Emi directly.

"Ah! Your hand! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

Kobayashi Emi gasped shyly. "There were already very few," said Fadi. "Even less so since Sakai Yuka, also known as Consort Xiang, entered the palace. Besides, His Majesty is unwell now." "Such delicate and beautiful flower petals and valleys, it's such a waste to let them go to waste!"

Afei lewdly laughed. "How could I bear to let my sister suffer in emptiness and loneliness?"

"No! Ah! Don't let your fingers touch me!"

Kobayashi Emi's delicate body trembled slightly, and she began to pant and writhe.

"Good darling, my beautiful consort, look at me!"

Afei lewdly cried out .

"Ah! No! Please, you can't!"

Kobayashi Emi saw Afei's strong body pressing down like a mountain, and her sexy thong was truly useless.

"Ah—" As Afei thrust in, Kobayashi Emi let out a long groan, "Ah. It hurts. Anri, I hate you so much. Ah."

Kobayashi Emi groaned, glaring at Suzuki Anri with shame and resentment.

"Alright! You don't hate Mr. Long, but you hate me! Humph! Watch how I torture you for Mr. Long later!"

Suzuki Anri said with a wicked smile.

Suzuki Anri also passionately encouraged the kiss, kissing Kobayashi Emi's cherry-like lips. Their lips met, their sweet, fragrant tongues entwined and sucked, showing a deep connection between the two women!

"Good little brother, we're almost at Akishino Palace!"

Suzuki Anri reminded him with a spring-like look in her eyes, watching Kobayashi Emi with a wicked smile.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Afei unleashed a series of powerful punches, thrusting deeply and violently. "I can't take it anymore! Ahhh—!"

Kobayashi Emi gasped and moaned, her delicate body trembling violently, her inner self spasming and convulsing, her eyes almost glazed over as she nearly fainted.

Afei arrived at Akishino Palace, full of energy. Prince Fumihito was waiting in the study, having been waiting for a long time.

The Go board, crafted from precious sage wood, is classically exquisite. The white stones are made from "Snow Imprint" clam stone, its patterns ornate and delicate, running throughout the board, pure and solitary. The black stones are made from Nachi black stone, dark and translucent, surpassing even the cloud stones in both appearance and feel, making them a delight to behold and a prized possession.

Princess Maimi Asakura, dressed in a pink silk kimono, personally brewed fragrant tea in the study. With her red sleeves adding fragrance, they savored the tea ceremony, discussing Go—truly a carefree and tranquil pleasure! "What do you think of this Go game, sir?" Prince Fumihito asked with a smile.

"While the 'Clam Stone' is easy to find, the 'Snow Seal' is incredibly rare! Add to that this precious Qie Wood, and it's even more seldom seen! Only Your Highness could possess such a valuable item!"

Afei exclaimed. "Sir, you truly have discerning taste!"

Prince Fumihito laughed. "Sir, you may not know that within these black and white stones lies the way of war! The weak must be placed in a desperate situation to survive, only then can they strike unexpectedly, knowing themselves and their enemy, and never be defeated!" "Your Highness's words are reasonable! However, they are not the ultimate principles of Go!"

Afei said.

"Oh? I am willing to listen attentively to your profound insights!"

Prince Fumihito said respectfully.

Afei glanced at the mature and charming Princess Asakura Maimi and began to speak eloquently: "Though the black and white stones of Go are small, they contain the image of heaven and earth above, the rule of emperors below, the power of the Five Hegemons in the middle, and the events of the Warring States period below. By examining their gains and losses, one can gain a comprehensive understanding of the past and present—this is what is meant by the principle of Yin and Yang." Go embodies the ancient philosophical concepts of the universe, including the interplay of Yin and Yang, the four symbols, the eight trigrams, the concept of a round heaven and a square earth, the nineteen solar terms, and the 360 cycles of the heavens. Its rich variations, profound meaning, and endless charm are undeniable. As you may know from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, many famous military strategists, such as Cao Cao, Sun Ce, and Lu Xun, excelled on both the battlefield and the chessboard. "The best at winning does not contend; the best at strategy does not fight. The best at fighting does not lose; the best at losing does not panic." Go begins with orthodox moves and ends with unorthodox victories. The so-called "subduing the enemy without fighting" is the highest form of skill! In fact, the Yin and Yang of heaven and earth are mutually generative and harmonious, giving rise to all things in the universe. "The mean is the foundation of the world; harmony is the universal path. When the mean and harmony are achieved, heaven and earth are in their proper places, and all things flourish." This is the way of cosmic harmony, and also the way of Go. Chinese tradition emphasizes the unity of heaven and man; the interplay of black and white stones, like the Yin and Yang of the primordial chaos, seems to signify the beginning of creation. "Harmony is essential for a successful game. Go may appear to be a fierce battle between two opposing sides, but the game flows like water. When you immerse yourself in the flow of Go, moving when you should move and stopping when you should stop, the two sides are in sync, ultimately reaching a state of harmony. Your Highness is a wise and far-sighted sage; you should understand my meaning, right?"

Princess Asakura Maimi understood that although Afei hadn't mentioned the conflict between Prince Fumihito and the Emperor's brother, every word he uttered was an attempt to persuade Prince Fumihito to reconcile with the Emperor. Moved and admiring, she gave Afei a shy and charming look. Prince Fumihito,

of course, also understood Afei's good intentions. After hesitating and pondering, he coughed and changed the subject, saying, "I appreciate your kindness, sir; but I need to consider your profound insights! Today is just a game of Go, to experience your brilliant moves!" "Please, Your Highness, take the black pieces and move first!" Afei

politely declined. Princess Asakura Maimi held out the white Go stone container, and Afei casually pinched a handful of it in her fair and delicate palm. She glared at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, complaining that he had flirted with her in front of Prince Fumihito.

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Prince Fumihito was unaware that his princess was having an affair with Mr. Long. He only saw Afei's confidence and thought to himself that this young man might actually have some skill! Could he be so proficient in Go as well? "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony!"

Prince Fumihito played black and made the first move, opening with a star point.

Afei responded with a Chinese style. Back and forth, Prince Fumihito advanced step by step, pressing forward relentlessly. Afei, light and graceful, used softness to overcome hardness. It looked ethereal and indistinct, yet it was like a net of heaven and earth, covering everything. Prince Fumihito initially didn't think much of it, but gradually he realized that he had unknowingly walked into a trap, and sweat was already beading on his forehead.

While playing chess, Afei secretly placed his lecherous hand on Princess Asakura Maimi's full, rounded thighs. Princess Asakura Maimi hadn't expected Afei to dare to steal affections while playing chess. Although Prince Fumihito was focused on the chessboard, Princess Asakura Maimi was so frightened that her delicate body trembled slightly, and she dared not make a sound or move.

Princess Asakura Maimi only vaguely felt Afei's lecherous hand moving from her full, rounded thighs toward her crotch. Her heart trembled slightly. At first, she squeezed her thighs together to try to stop his lecherous hand from advancing, but then she lowered her head and slightly parted her legs, allowing him to secretly caress and knead her crevice.

"Snap!" Afei placed a piece on the chessboard, then, even more brazenly, whispered in Princess Asakura Maimi's ear, "Good auntie, so sexy! You're not even wearing underwear!" Princess Asakura Maimi glanced at Prince Fumihito in utter shock, only to find him completely unmoved, his eyes fixed on the chessboard.

Afei, taking advantage of the situation, suddenly pulled Princess Asakura Maimi into his arms. Princess Asakura Maimi looked at Prince Fumihito in panic and embarrassment, saying, "What are you doing? He's right here!" "The prince is completely absorbed now! Good auntie, don't worry!"

Afei grinned lewdly and reached out to untie... He opened Princess Asakura Maimi's kimono, his lecherous hands caressing her snow-white, full breasts. Princess Asakura Maimi noticed that Prince Fumihito was indeed staring blankly at the chessboard, his eyes unblinking, his gaze unfocused, not even moving his eyeballs. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What's wrong with His Highness?" "He's already caught up in my game!"

Afei lewdly stroked and kneaded Princess Asakura Maimi's full, soft breasts, teasingly saying, "Aunt Ning, are you worried about him?" Princess Asakura Maimi trembled as he openly humiliated and brutally assaulted her in front of her husband, and asked shyly, "Will he be alright?"

"Good Aunt Ning, after we've had our fun, I'll make him wake up!"

Afei lowered his head and opened his mouth to suckle Princess Asakura Maimi's pink cherry nipple.

"Ah! No!" Princess Asakura Maimi pleaded breathlessly. "Fei, let's go somewhere else! Okay, Ning?" Fei simply ripped off her kimono, pinning Princess Asakura Maimi down, naked, and teasingly rubbed his enormous member against her thighs, saying, "Good auntie, isn't it more exciting and enjoyable to make love in front of the Prince like this?"

"Ah—!"

Despite her best efforts to suppress it, Princess Asakura Maimi couldn't help but let out a low moan as Fei thrust into her. She was being openly raped by Fei right under her husband Prince Fumihito's nose. Amidst the shock and shame, she vaguely felt a thrill of public infidelity and the pleasure of cheating.

Prince Fumihito remained completely absorbed in the chessboard. If he had merely raised his eyes, he would have shamefully seen his wife, Princess Asakura Maimi, writhing and moaning beneath Fei. But he couldn't see it. Princess Asakura Maimi could only watch helplessly as her husband's blank face, while another man, her daughter's boyfriend, frantically kneaded her full, white breasts and caressed her plump, round buttocks right under her husband's nose, violently thrusting into her. Princess Asakura Maimi caught a glimpse of her husband's face amidst her panting breaths, and a pang of guilt rose in her heart. But under Afei's almost brutal and wild assault, it quickly transformed into an overwhelming desire and boundless passion, surging like a tidal wave, assaulting her mature, beautiful, empty, lonely, and resentful mind and body in wave after wave.

Princess Asakura Maimi could no longer control herself. The wanton desires of the previous night rekindled, and her passion surged unrestrained. The mature, beautiful wife wrapped her two white arms around Afei's broad back, actively seeking a kiss. She offered her sweet, fragrant tongue, allowing him to freely suck and caress her. Her two snow-white, rounded legs were raised high, tightly entwined around Afei's waist and hips. Her slender waist swayed, her pink hips thrusting, wantonly and lustfully responding to Afei, completely opening her plump, mature body to her lover, allowing him to penetrate deeper, deeper, more ravaging, more freely, more wantonly, more almost brutally! A pink kimono, snow-white, full-bodied bodies, passionate breaths, wanton moans—the boundless field of spring, a passionate, entwined scene of passion… “Afei, I can’t take it anymore!”

Princess Asakura Maimi moaned wantonly.

“Call me husband!” "

Afei pulled his body forcefully, making several long sprints.

"Husband! Ah---!"

Princess Asakura Maimi trembled with pleasure, her body and mind spasming, and she couldn't help but hug and entwine Afei tightly, moaning and crying out, "Husband! I really flew! Ah---!"

Under his fierce thrusts, she finally reached another climax of desire.

After Princess Asakura Maimi hurriedly cleaned up the scene, leaving no trace, Afei leisurely placed a piece on the chessboard. With

a "ping," like a great bell, or like the roar of a lion in Buddhism, Prince Fumihito suddenly woke up, looked at Princess Asakura Maimi in a daze, then at Afei, and asked in astonishment, still feeling uneasy, "What happened to me just now? It felt like I was in the midst of a thousand troops and horses in battle?" "Haven't you heard of the Eight Trigrams Formation of Zhuge Liang?"

Afei asked with a smile.

Prince Wenren pondered, "According to the description in *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, Lu Xun burned eight hundred li of camps, achieving a great victory over Shu. He led his victorious army westward in pursuit. Not far from Kui Pass, Lu Xun, on horseback, saw a murderous aura rising from the mountains and river ahead. He immediately sent scouts to investigate, who reported finding eighty or ninety piles of rubble, with gates and entrances on all sides, but no people or horses. Lu Xun laughed and said, 'This is merely a deceptive tactic; what good is it!'" He then led several riders down the hillside and directly into the stone formation to observe. Suddenly, a fierce wind arose, and in an instant, sand and stones flew, obscuring the sky and covering the earth. Strange rocks rose ninefold, twisted like swords, with sand and earth piled up like mountains, and the sound of the river surging like the clang of swords and drums. Lu Xun was greatly alarmed and exclaimed, "I have fallen into Zhuge Liang's trap!" He wanted to turn back, but there was no way out. Just as he was filled with doubt and surprise, he suddenly saw an old man standing before his horse, who smiled and said, "General, do you wish to leave this formation?" Lu Xun replied, "I wish the elder would lead me out." The old man... Walking slowly with his cane, he passed through the stone formation without hindrance and reached the hillside. Lu Xun returned to his camp and sighed, "Kongming is truly a sleeping dragon; I cannot compare." So he withdrew his troops and returned to Wu.

Prince Wenren, still shaken, asked, "Is this what you mean, sir?" "His achievements surpassed those of the Three Kingdoms, his fame was established by the Eight Trigrams Formation. The river flows on, the stones remain unmoved, a regret remains for the failed conquest of Wu."

Afei recited, "Legend has it that when Zhuge Liang defended against the enemy, he used piles of stones to form a stone formation, dividing the land into heaven and earth." The Overturning Formation, Earth Bearing Formation, Wind Rising Formation, Cloud Hanging Formation, Dragon Flying Formation, Tiger Wing Formation, Bird Soaring Formation, and Snake Coiling Formation, divided into eight gates according to the principles of Dunjia (遁甲), namely Life, Injury, Rest, Block, View, Death, Shock, and Open, are infinitely varied and can be equivalent to 100,000 elite troops. I, in my humble capacity, merely casually arranged a few pieces, not realizing they contained the hidden meaning of the formation. Your Highness, with your impetuous nature, unknowingly fell into its trap, unable to extricate yourself, nearly causing a fatal disaster! I fear Your Highness will suffer bloodshed within three days! Prince Wenren was greatly alarmed and respectfully prostrated himself on the ground, begging for guidance: "This humble prince has always been arrogant and proud, and almost made a grave mistake. Now, listening to your teachings, it is like receiving a divine awakening. I beg you, sir, to enlighten me and guide me through my confusion!" "To realize one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue!"

Afei laughed. "As long as Your Highness keeps your promise and upholds the duties of a subject, you will not suffer any misfortune. However, it would be best if Your Highness secluded yourself for three days to avoid any bloodshed.

" "Secluded for three days?" Prince Fumihito asked, puzzled.

"You will be in seclusion for three days, and no one may approach you. After three days, with the joyous occasion, things will naturally turn around!"

Afei said. "After three days, isn't it Prince Hisahito's 100-day celebration? Your Highness will not only be blessed with good fortune, but you will also have double happiness. His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress are already preparing to come and offer

their congratulations!" "Oh? Is that so!" Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi were overjoyed and smiled at each other. After all, this was an extremely auspicious sign and a blessing from the Emperor, which was a great honor for them.

"We must thank you, sir, for your hard work and mediation in making this possible!"

Princess Asakura Maimi said, giving Afei a charming and coquettish look.

"Yes! It's all thanks to you, sir, that this matter was accomplished!"

Prince Fumihito, upon hearing that he could both dispel the misfortune and receive congratulations from the Emperor, couldn't help but say with some excitement, "Since that's the case, I will immediately go into seclusion to study the Way of Go, with my brothers from the Prince of Wugong protecting me. I have another request, sir, I would like to ask you to stay at my humble abode for three days. With you here, I will feel more secure and have nothing to worry about!" Afei deliberately hesitated for a moment, seeing that Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi were looking at him expectantly, he had no choice but to readily agree, "With Afei here, Your Highness can rest assured and go into seclusion without worry. I guarantee that Your Highness, the Princess, and the young prince will all be safe and sound!" Prince Fumihito and Princess Asakura Maimi were overjoyed. Prince Fumihito exclaimed, "It's all thanks to your divine prowess, sir. As for the grand 100-day celebration, I'll leave it all to you, Madam. Give the order, and I will immediately begin my seclusion for cultivation! Since I'll be staying at Akishino Palace for three days, I'll have Suzuki Anri take Kobayashi Emi back to report, and then return to accompany him at Akishino Palace.

" Prince Fumihito had already gone into seclusion, and Princess Asakura Maimi busily and methodically instructed the servants to handle the arrangements for Prince Hisahito's 100-day celebration banquet.

"I never imagined that Princess Maimi would be so refined! She manages the household affairs so skillfully and efficiently, she's no less capable than Wang Xifeng from 'Dream of the Red Chamber'!"

Afei observed Princess Asakura Maimi's organized and methodical approach and praised her with admiration. "

Well, comparing her to Wang Xifeng? Is she really that shrewd and ruthless?" "

Princess Asakura Maimi, hearing her lover's praise, said coquettishly with delight.

"Princess, you are even more beautiful than Wang Xifeng!"

Afei then caressed Princess Asakura Maimi's jade-like legs with his lustful hand.

"You little rascal, stop fooling around! Yoshiko is coming!"

Princess Asakura Maimi quickly grabbed his lustful hand and gestured for him to look outside.

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Sure enough, Yoshiko swayed gracefully as she walked in. Yoshiko's

attire today was exceptionally sexy and charming. Her red halter-neck short skirt, nearly 20 centimeters above her knees, made Afei's heart race. It tightly wrapped her beautiful body, and the white sexy underwear that was faintly visible could not hide her full and high breasts, which were very elastic. The transparent flesh-colored stockings accentuated her full and round jade-like legs and plump and fleshy buttocks. Her pair of snow-white and slender thighs, exposed under her plump and healthy buttocks, were close at hand, and her skin was fair and flawless. Her flawless, shapely legs were clad in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, making her thighs and calves appear as smooth and even as silk. Her red three-inch stilettos accentuated the delicate roundness of her feet and the smoothness of her white insteps, making them appear even more slender and graceful. Especially captivating was the alluring charm and mature beauty in her eyes, enough to make any man's nose bleed.

Princess Asakura Maimi, seeing Afei's lecherous gaze fixed on Yoshiko as she approached, couldn't help but grumble sourly, "You little rascal, your eyes are popping out!" "Auntie's jealous? Then I'll just have some more fun with you, sister!"

Afei grinned mischievously and affectionately embraced Princess Asakura Maimi's slender waist.

"You little rascal, I'm scared of you!"

Princess Asakura Maimi hurriedly pushed away his lecherous hand, her eyes sparkling with spring as she coquettishly asked, "If I help you, how do you plan to thank me?" "Then I'll let Princess Maimi have another son, how about that?" Afei teased.

Unexpectedly, this hit Princess Asakura Maimi's sore spot. She said gratefully and excitedly, "Afei, are you serious?"

"If you really want it, Princess, Afei will help you fulfill this wish, how about that?" Afei whispered in Princess Asakura Maimi's ear, "I'll spend three days with you, Auntie, planting seeds every day, okay?"

"As long as you have me in your heart, I'll be content! "

Princess Asakura Maimi said charmingly and coquettishly. Seeing Yoshiko approaching, she stood up to greet her .

" Sister-in-law, no need for introductions, we know each other." " Yako looked at Afei shyly and said with a coquettish smile, "Mr. Long, how have you been?" "Sister, I really regret not being a student at your school!" Afei shook his head and sighed. "Why?" Both Yako and Princess Asakura Maimi were puzzled. "Being able to see such a fiery and sexy beautiful teacher as you every day, how happy you must be as your student!" Afei said with a mischievous smile. "Sir, you're not being honest either, teasing me like this!" Yako recalled the intimate moment in the Prime Minister's wife's office that day, although they didn't actually make love, it was still passionate and intoxicating. Now, hearing him openly flirt with her in front of Princess Asakura Maimi, she couldn't help but glare at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment. "Sister, you've come at the right time. Princess, you've just finished your work. Why don't we have some fun and relax a bit, okay?" " Afei laughed. "What kind of entertainment?" Princess Asakura Maimi thought he had something in mind and asked cautiously. Yoshiko also glared at him warily. "Don't misunderstand, beautiful ladies. I mean, I'm talking about a simple and fun game called 'Lever, Tiger, and Chicken.' Would you two be interested?" Afei laughed. "What is 'Lever, Tiger, and Chicken'?" Princess Asakura Maimi and Yoshiko had indeed never heard of it before and asked with great interest. "Hehe! The lever hits the tiger, the tiger eats the chicken, the chicken eats the worm, and the worm eats the lever!" Afei explained. "Great! That sounds fun! Why don't we call Sister Mako over and have a game together, okay?" Yoshiko said coquettishly. "Forget it! Yoshiko, you know Sister Mako is always serious and doesn't smile much. We shouldn't disturb Sister Mako's practice!" Princess Asakura Maimi said sadly. Afei grinned mischievously, "But we should bet something. You two won't be afraid, will you?" " Even though you're the master, you might not be able to beat us in this game!" Yoshiko pouted her bright red cherry lips and said defiantly, "What are we betting on? You tell me! What are we betting on?" "That's right! Tell me, what are we betting on? We're not afraid of anything!" Princess Asakura Maimi chimed in, trying to sound tough. "Really not afraid of anything? Let's bet on clothes!" Afei grinned mischievously. "The loser takes off a piece of clothing for each loss, but the winner has to take it off for the loser! Hehe! Are you scared?" Princess Asakura Maimi deliberately looked at Yoshiko without speaking. Yoshiko stubbornly insisted, "What's there to be scared of? We don't even know who will win or lose yet! Humph, little one! We'll strip you naked!" Princess Asakura Maimi also said in a pretentious tone, "We two older sisters wouldn't be afraid of a little brother like you! Let's begin!" "Club! Club! Club! Club! Tiger! Club! Chicken!" "Leverage, leverage, bug!" Three pairs of eyes darted around, → In round 001, Afei lost, and Princess Asakura Maimi won. ←

Yoshiko, neither winning nor losing, clapped her hands gleefully and laughed, "Good! Sister-in-law, hurry up and take off his clothes!" Princess Asakura Maimi came over and unbuttoned and removed Afei's snow-white shirt, revealing his strong, well-developed chest and bulging six-pack abs. Princess Asakura Maimi had just been writhing beneath him, enjoying the strong masculine scent emanating from him. Her eyes were filled with spring, and her mind was intoxicated. It was also the first time Yoshiko had seen a man other than her husband with his bare upper body. Recalling the m* entanglement in the Prime Minister's wife's office that day, seeing Afei's strong and broad chest, she couldn't help but miss and complain about her equally strong husband. Yoshiko couldn't help but feel incredibly shy, her face flushed red.

→ Round 002, Afei won, Princess Asakura Maimi lost. ←

Yoshiko, again neither winning nor losing, watched from the sidelines and laughed, "Little!" “Oh! Sister-in-law, now it’s his turn to take off your clothes!” Afei asked gently, “Princess, which one should I take off?”

Princess Asakura Maimi hesitated deliberately, then shyly stretched out her jade-like leg and said, “Socks count as clothes too! Take off the socks!” “Then let’s not argue about it for now, two socks count as one piece of clothing!”

Afei laughed, then gently took Princess Asakura Maimi’s jade-like foot and gently took off her white short socks. Princess Asakura Maimi kicked her jade-like foot twice in his hand, secretly winked at him, and nudged Yoshiko with her lips. Afei smiled knowingly and casually stroked her fair and smooth jade-like foot.

Yoshiko stared intently as Afei took off Princess Asakura Maimi’s socks, and she laughed and said, “Sir, you’re not being honest, taking advantage of your sister-in-law!” “Yoshiko!”

Princess Asakura Maimi said coquettishly, “You dare to laugh at me? Let’s see who laughs at whom in a moment?” "Beat me, then laugh at me!"

Jiazi giggled.

→ Round 003, naturally Jiazi lost, and Afei won. ←

"Jiazi-neechan, which piece of clothing are you going to take off?" Afei leered at Jiazi's snow-white, deep cleavage and grinned wickedly, "Are you going to take off your socks like Princess-neechan?" Jiazi felt embarrassed because she was wearing pantyhose, but she couldn't very well let him take off her suspender skirt. She couldn't help but say shyly, "I'll take them off myself, okay?"

Afei moved closer to Jiazi and leered, "Why did you go back on your word, sister? Are you really scared, Ning-neechan?" "Jiazi, didn't you just say you weren't scared?"

Princess Asakura Maimi chimed in at just the right moment, watching from the sidelines.

Jiazi had no choice but to stand shyly in front of Afei, her delicate hands nervously pressing down on her skirt. She glared at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, murmuring, "I can take off my socks, but you can't touch me like that!" "Don't worry, dear sister!"

Afei chuckled wickedly as he knelt before Jiazi, greedily inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body. Then,

his lecherous hand slowly slipped inside Jiazi's short skirt. Jiazi trembled involuntarily at his touch, feeling his hand groping and caressing her slender waist. She gasped and cried out, "What are you doing?"

"I can't see the hem of your socks, so I'm just groping around with my eyes closed!" "

Afei teased with a wicked grin.

Jiazi felt Afei's warm breath on her lower abdomen as he spoke; even through her skirt, it felt warm and tingling. His lecherous hand finally grasped the cuff of her pantyhose, gently and slowly pulling down her flesh-colored, sheer pantyhose. Jiazi gradually relaxed, and as Afei's lecherous hand moved, the hem of her suspender skirt fluttered, revealing glimpses of her pubic hair encased in black lace panties beneath the stockings. He couldn't help but take the opportunity to... He caressed and kneaded her soft, curvaceous body a couple of times.

Jiazi gasped, the lingering feeling of office romance washing over her again. She dared not moan aloud in front of her sister-in-law, and withdrew her lecherous hand from Afei's grasp. He, however, quickly pulled down her flesh-colored, transparent pantyhose to her feet. Jiazi had no choice but to lift her feet and cooperate in removing the pantyhose. Afei then casually pulled the pantyhose around his neck, gave it an exaggerated, greedy sniff, and said with a wicked grin, "So fragrant! With these pantyhose from you today, even if I lose everything, even if I'm completely naked, I'll be satisfied! Haha!"

"Sir, you're definitely not an honest man!"

Princess Asakura said sourly and coquettishly. Jiazi glared at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, remaining silent with infinite shyness.

→ Round 004, Afei lost, Jiazi won. Afei obediently stood before Jiazi, letting her take off his pants herself. " Sister

, hurry up and strip him naked, make him look bad!"

Princess Asakura Maimi deliberately added fuel to the fire.

Yoshiko had no choice but to shyly extend her delicate hand, gently untying Afei's belt and slowly pulling down his pants. His thick, powerful thighs were barely concealed by his briefs, revealing his abundant body hair and revealing his magnificent shape. Yoshiko smelled his strong masculine scent, seemingly mixed with a hint of lewdness, and she felt flustered and blushed as she sat back down.

→ In round 005, Yoshiko lost again, helplessly letting Afei remove her halter-neck dress. Only a white, sexy strapless top could barely conceal her full, high breasts. Afei took the opportunity to touch her breasts a couple of times, feeling their fullness, softness, and elasticity. Jiazi's delicate body swayed gently, but her jade hands unconsciously covered between her legs, where her black lace panties were so thin they were almost transparent. It was incredibly embarrassing! She also noticed that Afei had suddenly reacted violently, his panties bulging violently. Jiazi felt a mix of fear, shyness, and pleasure—pleased with her own allure. She gave him a coquettish glare. ←

→Chapter 093 - The Splendor of the Royal Palace (Part Four)←

→In round 006, Jiazi lost again. Afei leered at her high, firm breasts and black lace panties, grinning wickedly, "Sister, are you going to let me take off my top or bottom? I think we should stop here! I don't want to embarrass you too much!" "Really? You're just going to let it go like this after losing?" ←

Princess Asakura deliberately flattered, "Little sister is so charming! Sir is so chivalrous!" Unable to resist Princess Asakura's provocation, Yoshiko knelt before Afei in a huff, angrily saying, "Take off whichever piece of clothing you want! I don't want people gossiping!" Afei gently embraced her fair, rounded shoulders, tenderly soothing her, "Good sister, the princess was just teasing you. Are you really angry? How could I force you? Only when a woman is willing will I, Afei, remove her underwear! As the saying goes, 'Forced love is never sweet,' I won't force myself on you!" Yoshiko first stood gratefully looking at Afei, but upon hearing his words about forcing herself on him, she couldn't help but shyly and charmingly ask, "You dare?"

But Afei pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Yoshiko never expected him to so brazenly embrace and kiss her in front of her sister-in-law, Princess Asakura Maimi. She initially stared in astonishment, struggling fiercely to resist, but his tongue quickly broke her teeth, entwining and sucking on her fragrant tongue. The lingering pleasure of their time together in the Prime Minister's wife's office rekindled her long-dormant emotions. Now, openly embracing and kissing her in front of her sister-in-law, Princess Asakura Maimi, Yoshiko felt an even greater thrill and pleasure. She gradually lost herself in Afei's skillful kissing techniques and the teasing of his lips and tongue.

Yoshiko felt Afei's lustful hands caressing and kneading her breasts, tearing off her white bra, her full, perky breasts springing out. She struggled in embarrassment, crying out, "Don't do this!" Afei grasped Yoshiko's snow-white, full breasts with one hand, ignoring her pleas, and lowered his head, taking them directly into his mouth.

"Ah—! No!"

Jiazi let out an uncontrollable moan, feeling Afei kissing, swallowing, biting, and sucking her full, soft breasts. Waves of tingling pleasure surged and overwhelmed her empty, lonely heart.

Afei wildly caressed and kneaded Jiazi's snow-white, full breasts with one hand, while sucking and biting her other breast with the other. His other hand had already reached inside her black lace panties, attacking Jiazi's delicate pubic hair and cleavage, teasing and arousing her to the extreme. Although Jiazi was

a young woman, she could not resist Afei's unbridled three-pronged attack. Despite struggling and begging for mercy, her body and mind were already aroused and throbbing with desire. Her body was sore, numb, weak, and powerless, and she could only pant and moan softly.

At first, she writhed, welcoming Afei's sucking and kneading, but then she realized that Afei had completely unleashed her secrets, leaving her naked. He had also released his enormous member. She pleaded shyly, panting rapidly, "You can't! No! Ah—!" As Afei thrust his body forward, resolutely entering Jiazi's body, Jiazi couldn't suppress a long groan.

"It hurts—" Sister, you're too big!"

Jiazi was already a young woman, yet it was so narrow and tight, causing her delicate body to convulse in pain. "

So tight !"

Afei remained still, enjoying the tightness that Jiazi, a young woman, rarely experienced.

"I haven't done this in so long! It hurts so much! You're too big! Please, have mercy on me!"

Jiazi pleaded shyly. She struggled to reach out to her sister-in-law, Princess Asakura Maimi, for help, "Sister-in-law, please save me!" Princess Asakura Maimi, already aroused by the sight, saw Afei's magnificent member enter Yoshiko. Remembering how she herself had just enjoyed his enormous member, she breathed heavily and said coquettishly, "Yoshiko, you've been lonely for so long! How can you be so heartless?"

Yoshiko then realized that her sister-in-law, Princess Asakura Maimi, and Afei were in cahoots; she had been deceived and seduced by them. She was furious and ashamed, saying, "So, you two ganged up on me!"

She couldn't help but sway her slender waist and thrust her hips, yielding to pleasure, panting and moaning, "Husband, I can't take it anymore! I'm going to fly! Ah—!"

Suddenly, she clung tightly to A-Fei's broad back and waist like an octopus, her snow-white and alluring body trembling and convulsing as she reached the climax of desire with a moan. Jiazi

lay limp and powerless on the tatami, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she murmured, "I can't take it anymore, but I still have my sister-in-law! Good A-Fei, give me my revenge!" "Come on, baby, didn't you want me to plant your seed?"

A-Fei, still full of fighting spirit, teased arrogantly.

Princess Asakura Maimi, already aroused by the sight, lifted her kimono, still completely naked underneath. Unable to contain herself, she pounced on A-Fei, pressing him down onto the tatami. She parted her snow-white, full, and rounded thighs, her pink hips descending, and with a "plop," she swallowed A-Fei whole. Her hair swayed freely, her slender waist moved gracefully, her beautiful buttocks rose and fell, her pink hips thrusting, spreading her crevice as wide as possible, indulging in the pleasure of swallowing, sucking, and manipulating A-Fei. Yoshiko never imagined that her usually dignified, gentle, and elegant sister-in-law, Princess Asakura Maimi, would become so alluring, seductive, and wanton at this moment. She was panting and moaning, "Fei, hurry up and give it to me!" After several deep thrusts, Fei, his eyes tingling, convulsed violently deep inside Princess Asakura Maimi's body, ejaculating like a volcanic eruption. The scalding lava poured onto Princess Asakura Maimi's flower core, burning her body and causing her to tremble and spasm, reaching another peak of desire.

"Good husband, you ejaculated so much!"

Princess Asakura Maimi nestled in Fei's arms, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

Fei, ignoring her, pulled Yoshiko closer and whispered tenderly, "One Chunlan, and I am thrice blessed!" "My two older sisters are both incredibly beautiful and stunning. To be able to have one on each side is truly amazing," Princess Asakura Maimi laughed. "You don't know how gorgeous and sexy Kako has always been. So many men have been eyeing her, eager to make a move, but Mishima Akio beat us to it and plucked our Akishino Princess's most beautiful flower." She added, "Kako's husband, Mishima, is a Rear Admiral in the Japanese Navy Self-Defense Force! Young, promising, handsome, and strong—no wonder Kako is always so radiant and beautiful!" "Sister-in-law!"

Kako said, her pretty face gloomy, her eyes filled with resentment. "Don't mention him." "What's wrong? Did you and Mishima have a falling out?"

Princess Asakura Maimi asked with concern, putting her arm around Kako's shoulder.

Kako remained silent, her expression somber.

“He’s a soldier, and he’s at sea, so it’s inevitable that he’ll neglect you a bit! You should be more understanding and considerate of his difficulties!”

Princess Asakura Maimi advised. “Didn’t Mishima just return from the Gulf region recently?” Yoshiko glanced at Afei resentfully, then looked at Princess Asakura Maimi and sighed sadly, saying softly, “He’s a rear admiral, and he’s been away from home for years. I can understand and sympathize with his difficulties. After all, he’s dedicated to the Emperor and the country! But, but he did something so despicable!” Afei and Princess Asakura Maimi listened quietly to her story. Afei hadn’t expected that such a beautiful and sexy young woman could also have a melancholy, resentful, bitter side.

“Long-term separation, as a woman, I can endure the torment of loneliness and emptiness, but while he was on a mission in the Gulf, he actually…” Yoshiko choked up as she spoke, unable to continue.

"No way?"

Princess Asakura Maimi exclaimed in surprise, sympathetically putting her arm around Yoshiko's shoulder to comfort her. "Good sister, don't be so suspicious! Don't overthink it." "Sister-in-law, you don't know that when he came back recently, he confronted me about it," Yoshiko said sadly and resentfully.

"What are your plans?"

Princess Asakura Maimi asked.

"He actually turned the tables on me, accusing me of having health problems and not giving him a son or daughter,"

Yoshiko said through gritted teeth, then glanced at Afei with a resentful and shy look. "I've decided to divorce him. When he comes back, we'll go and get the paperwork done!" "Good sister!"

Afei gently hugged Yoshiko and comforted her. "Life always has its ups and downs, don't be too sad. A tree dies when transplanted, but a person thrives. Leaving him, I guarantee you'll live a happier and more fulfilling life! If you want, we'll have ten or eight children and make him furious!" "You little rascal. I'm upset, and you're still teasing me."

Jiazi nestled in Afei's arms and said coquettishly, "Good brother, as long as you have me in your heart, I'm content. With so many beautiful sisters and cousins surrounding you, I don't dare to ask for too much. Just don't let down your sister-in-law and me! Princess and Chunzi are a mother and daughter pair, they belong to me from now on. But Jiazi, you must be my sex slave from now on!"

Afei commanded, embracing the warm and fragrant women on both sides, "Otherwise, don't blame me for really forcing myself on you!"

Princess Asakura Maimi, hearing her lover say this, happily caressed Afei's strong and broad chest.

"You're so bad!"

Jiazi said shyly and resentfully, "I haven't done it in so long, and you don't know how to be gentle with me, it hurts so much! And you call yourself a tyrant? I think you're just a lecherous little tyrant!" Just as Afei was about to reply with a teasing remark, a sudden, sharp howling sound came from outside.

Afei immediately sensed a murderous aura approaching and ordered, "Oh no! Danger! No matter what happens outside, neither of you are allowed to come out!"

The two women were terrified.

Afei quickly threw on his clothes and leaped out, landing on the roof. Three figures hurtled towards the room on the left, and the guards of Akishino Palace fell one after another amidst screams. Yamai Takeo led the palace guards in a desperate resistance, but the three assassins were too skilled, advancing unimpeded as if through an empty field.

"Protect the young prince!"

Takeo shouted.

In an instant, dozens of palace guards fell one after another, but they couldn't stop the three assassins' advance. Takeo coughed up blood, seemingly on the verge of death, yet he refused to let the assassins near Princess Suzuki Manami's bedroom. Afei sighed, then leaped down, unleashing a series of powerful kicks and a series of quick, decisive strikes, forcing back the three assassins and saving Takeo's life.

"Who are you, from the royal palace, to dare to be so insolent?" Afei roared.

Three assassins, all dressed in black and masked, didn't utter a word and pounced straight at A-Fei.

The

three assassins were already highly skilled in hand-to-hand combat, now positioned in a triangular formation, coordinating and supporting each other, advancing and retreating with perfect order, moving like shadows, like ghosts. No wonder even dozens of imperial guards from the royal palace struggled against them! A-Fei, knowing the situation was unclear, dared not linger. He nimbly darted between the three, still smiling calmly, "Surrender now, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Seeing that he remained agile even when attacked from three sides, the three assassins knew they had encountered a master. With a whoosh, they changed their stance, each drawing a short sword. They advanced relentlessly, attacking without defending, employing a desperate, all-or-nothing samurai style, instantly adding to the atmosphere of violent, desperate fighting. Caught off guard, A-Fei nearly suffered a loss, his body flashing as he barely dodged. The three, oblivious to their own mortality, continued their relentless assault, pressing forward step by step, each move a desperate attack. A-Fei let out a long roar, unleashing his extraordinary Tai Chi skill. Wherever his power went, petals and leaves fluttered and swirled, the three men's clothes billowing, the sound of tearing echoing. The short swords slipped from their grasp and flew through the air. In the blink of an eye, three short swords were already in A Fei's hands.

Just as the three men were about to be captured alive, a whoosh and a loud bang erupted in front of A Fei, creating a cloud of mist.

A Fei quickly held his breath, used his inner energy to dispel the mist, and leaped back, remaining highly vigilant to prevent any unforeseen events. When the mist gradually dissipated, the three assassins had vanished without a trace. Tianyi Yinan, supported by two guards from the Prince's mansion, struggled to reach A Fei, staring blankly at him. After a long pause, he managed to utter, "Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Long, for saving my life!"

The guards bowed respectfully in gratitude.

"No need for such formalities! You should quickly treat your injuries! Also, strengthen patrols and defenses!"

A Fei said, feeling a slight discomfort in his breathing. He thought to himself, "This is bad, could I have been poisoned?" The guards obeyed and helped Yinan away.

Afei turned and entered the bedroom, his eyes burning with lust as he looked at Princess Asakura Maimi and Yoshiko.

"Are you alright?"

Princess Asakura Maimi asked with concern.

Afei, his eyes bloodshot, didn't answer. His virility surged again, and he pounced on Yoshiko, pinning her beneath him, spreading her snow-white, rounded thighs, and thrusting wildly into her. Three naked bodies intertwined, rolling and tumbling, enjoying each other's company. Gasps and moans filled the air, an endless whirlwind of passion. A dragon's sword flew, hazy and indistinct, drifting aimlessly, unaware of time or place, only feeling the chaos of the world, the darkness of the sun and moon, and the presence of immortals in the misty mountains and seas. What is Heaven? What is Earth? What is Man? What is the Unity of Heaven and Man?... In the beginning, Heaven and Earth were separated, chaos was opened, pure air rose, turbid air descended, the sun rose and the moon set, day came and night went... Water, soft, gentle, smooth, delicate water surrounded Long Jianfei, gently kissing him, caressing him...

"Longben, Longben! You've finally come!"

A melodious woman's voice called softly.

"Who are you? Are you talking to me? You've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not Longben!"

Afei asked in surprise.

"Longben, the reason you haven't become Longben yet is because you haven't obtained the treasure to travel through time and space, nor have you encountered the opportunity to travel through time and space! Longben, you will eventually return. It's just that in another time and space. At that time, you will become the hero who saves East Asia, Longben Taro."

The woman's gentle and melodious voice gradually faded away, "Longben, Longben," "Afei, Afei!"

It seemed as if Suzuki Anri's voice was softly calling in Afei's ear.

Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, Afei struggled desperately and finally opened his eyes, only to see Suzuki Anri watching him from beside him.

"What happened to me?"

Afei asked breathlessly.

"You were drugged last night, thankfully only a small amount, and it's finally released! You slept so soundly. The sun was high in the sky before you woke up,"

Suzuki Anri said sweetly, nestled against his chest. "Drug? The assassins from last night didn't come back, did they?" Afei

asked curiously, "

Where were they from?" "I know!"

Suzuki Anri said softly, "

According to my informant's report, they're likely from the Prime Minister's residence!" "Oh!"

Afei had a rough idea of what was going on and said leisurely, "

It seems things are still complicated: a storm is brewing!" "My dear, why is your forehead covered in sweat?"

Suzuki Anri said affectionately. "I had a strange dream!" "

Ah Fei was groggy, trying hard to recall the events of his dream, but it had vanished like smoke, impossible to grasp,"

but as soon as he opened his eyes, he couldn't remember anything.

"Perhaps you've been too exhausted lately?"

Suzuki Anri comforted him kindly, wiping the cold sweat from Ah Fei's forehead with her delicate hand.

"Thank you for your concern, dear sister," Ah Fei gently hugged Suzuki Anri, "Why are you all alone here? Where did they go?" "Rongzi went with Princess Asakura Maimi and Yoshiko to see the little prince!"

Suzuki Anri said charmingly, "So I'm left alone to protect you! I thought you wouldn't wake up today!

" "Rongzi?" " She's here too, Ning," Afei said.

"You're Rongzi's tutor, and the Empress instructed her to follow you closely. Isn't that only natural?" Suzuki Anri said coquettishly. "You little rascal, don't you understand what the Emperor and Empress mean?" Afei pretended to ponder and frowned, "What do they mean? Good sister, tell me quickly!" He

pulled Suzuki Anri into his arms, kissing and sucking her lips. She, with alluring eyes, reciprocated with a passionate kiss, her sweet, fragrant tongue searching and licking. The true energy of the Su Nu Gong and Tai Chi Divine Skill circulated, merging seamlessly, perfectly fitting together. Suzuki Anri's vagina was naturally enveloped and sucked, while Afei's member automatically stretched and contracted rhythmically. Suzuki Anri couldn't help but pant and moan involuntarily. The two were entwined in a passionate embrace, their love overflowing, a perfect union, truly intoxicating! Afei finally recovered from his nightmare, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Suzuki Anri, trembling and panting, lay on Afei's chest, her eyes filled with spring-like desire, and teased, "You little rascal, you don't understand why I pretend to be stupid in front of you? Do you dare say you don't like Princess Rongzi?" The Emperor and Empress both want to use Princess Rongzi to win your heart. However, on the other hand, Princess Rongzi is elegant, intelligent, and a recognized beauty and talented woman. You're lucky to have her! You little rascal! "Hehe! A dragon travels the world, naturally accompanied by beauties!"

In high spirits, Afei laughed, "Let's go see this little prince who's showered with love!" Long Jianfei and Suzuki Anri arrived at the bedroom of Princess Suzuki Manami. Princess Asakura Maimi, Yoshiko, and other women sat around Suzuki Manami and Prince Hisahito, chatting and laughing.

"Your Highness, Mr. Long has come to visit the little prince!"

Suzuki Anri said.

Suzuki Manami had fair skin, almond eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, a delicate nose, and cherry lips. She was of noble birth, yet her eyes held a captivating charm and allure. She glanced at Afei, and her heart skipped a beat: the famous messenger of Amaterasu, Mr. Long, was such a handsome and dashing Chinese man!

Afei looked around at the women. Princess Asakura Maimi, Yoshiko's eyes were full of affection for him, and even Rongzi glanced at him shyly. The scene was truly a riot of color, a dazzling display of beauty, but Suzuki Manami possessed a captivating allure that set her apart from the other beauties.

Prince Yujin, chubby and rosy-cheeked, was seeing so many people for the first time. His round little eyes darted around, glancing at everyone, a drool trickling from his lips, making him exceptionally endearing. When he saw Afei, he grinned and giggled. The women couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems Mr. Long has a lot of influence! We've been teasing him for ages, but he hasn't smiled!"

Yoshiko said sweetly.

"Last night, thanks to Mr. Long's selfless protection, single-handedly repelling the assassins, my son and I were safe! We should thank him profusely!"

Suzuki Manami said sweetly.

"No need for such thanks, little sister!"

Suzuki Anri said with a charming laugh. "He saved you, and then someone else saved him. If you thank him, he'll thank someone else." " Thank you so much, you're being too polite!"

Princess Asakura Maimi and Yoshiko understood Suzuki Anri's implied meaning. They glanced at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, then gave Suzuki Anri a coquettish glare.

"Sir, you've finally gotten up. Now, please follow me to your secluded retreat to see the Prince!"

Princess Asakura Maimi said. "The Prince knows about last night's events and wishes to discuss them with you!"

The two rose and left.

"What does Princess think of the assassin incident last night?"

Afei asked as they walked. "Given the Prince's power and temper, he shouldn't just swallow his anger and let it go." "I can't say for sure! Anyway, those who come with ill intentions don't come with good intentions!"

Princess Asakura Maimi gave Afei a charming look. "You were so brave last night!" "Are you praising my bravery in fighting the assassin? Or my divine bravery in fighting my two older sisters later?" Afei teased.

"You little rascal! You're acting all innocent after getting the benefit!"

Princess Asakura Maimi said shyly and charmingly.

"I got the benefit, but didn't you get the benefit too, sister? I don't remember clearly what happened last night, whether I gave more to Princess or to Yoshiko?"

Afei whispered teasingly as he approached Princess Asakura Maimi, his lecherous hand secretly caressing her plump, round buttocks.

"Fei, no! We're almost at the secret room!"

Princess Asakura Maimi pleaded shyly, trying to push away his lecherous hand. "Good brother, you seemed to be going crazy last night, relentlessly ravaging and attacking. You wanted Yoshiko more, but you only gave me more!"

The difference between "wanting" and "giving" had different meanings and endless implications.

Just as Princess Asakura Maimi pushed away Afei's groping hands, Takemiya Masahiro came out to greet her.

"Please come in, sir!"

Takemiya Masahiro said respectfully. "His Highness has been waiting for you for a long time." The secret chamber, though quiet, was also comfortable and elegant. Prince Fumihito instructed, "The Takemiya brothers are on guard outside; the Queen should stay with the young prince as much as possible,"

leaving only Afei to speak privately with him.

Soon, Afei emerged from the secret chamber and went straight back to his bedroom, lying on the tatami mats, pondering recent events. The assassin from last night was undoubtedly at the Prime Minister's residence, attempting to assassinate Prince Hisahito and frame the Emperor, or at least to incite conflict within the Imperial Family. Higashikuni Morihiro, a representative of the extreme right-wing forces, meticulously planned to exploit the conflict, completely disrupting the three-way balance of power in Japan and seizing complete control. Last night was just a small incident... A small smokescreen—how could the powerful Prince Wenren's mansion allow three assassins to come and go so easily? How could a mansion full of hidden talents be so weak, unable to stop even three assassins? It was simply because A-Fei was left to guard the mansion; Prince Wenren might even have intended to use someone else to do his dirty work. Ning A-Fei knew that sooner or later, he should meet with Dong Jiu Er Sheng Hou.

The door opened, and Rong Zi, in a snow-white short dress, appeared, her slender figure graceful, her arms soft like snow lotus roots, her long, shapely legs beautifully rounded, her calves slender and smooth, and her youthful, alluring breasts, paired with her delicate, smooth, and tender skin, truly standing tall and shy at the door.

"Princess Rong Zi, please come in!"

A-Fei rose to greet her. A beautiful woman was pleasing to the eye, always able to temporarily dispel the gloom in one's heart, giving one a refreshing and pleasant feeling.

"Teacher, please don't call me that, just call me Rong Zi!" "

Rongzi said sweetly.

→Chapter 095- Princess Rongzi (Part 1)←

"Princess Rongzi is exceptionally talented. Most girls her age like fashion and trends, but to know poetry and songs and be able to quote classical texts so readily is extremely rare!" Afei

praised sincerely. "Seeing Princess Rongzi reminds me of someone, and it seems only she can compare to Princess Rongzi!

" "Are you perhaps referring to Sister Ouyang Ruxue, the number one beauty of Dryland University?"

Rongzi asked with a sweet smile.

"Oh, you know Ruxue?" Afei was surprised at first, then smiled knowingly. "Ruxue and the Empress have a special connection, so you should naturally know her!

" "Yes!"

Rongzi smiled. "Sister Ruxue is highly regarded and favored by the Empress. She can come and go freely in the palace, and we are good friends! I have learned so much from Sister Ruxue!" "I heard from Sister Anri that Princess Rongzi majored in history studies in university,"

Afei casually asked. "I wonder if Princess Rongzi could tell me about the history of your country's shogunate?" "Sir, please don't laugh at me. I only know a little bit."

Rongzi feigned modesty but was inwardly delighted, and spoke eloquently, "Historically, there were the Kamakura Shogunate (also known as the Genji Shogunate), the Murokō Shogunate (also known as the Ashikaga Shogunate), and the Edo Shogunate (also known as the Tokugawa Shogunate). After the 10th century, the common land and citizen system disintegrated, imperial power weakened, society became turbulent, and the samurai class rose to power. Later, the two major samurai groups, the Kanto Genji and the Kansai Taira, fought for power, with the Kanto Genji winning and controlling the central government. In 1192, Genji Yuichi obtained the title of Shogun from the imperial court and established the shogunate in Kamakura. From then on, the samurai aristocracy held absolute power, and the emperor became a figurehead. Genji Yuichi used the emperor to command the feudal lords, and he was also known as the 'Cao Cao' of Japanese history. Later, the Kamakura Shogunate fell, and power returned to the imperial family. The Ashikaga Takauji brothers raised an army in Kamakura, and the following year, they twice attacked Kyoto, deposed Empress Peisho, installed Emperor Kōmyō, and established the shogunate in Kyoto." The Northern Court Emperor bestowed the title of Shogun upon Ashikaga Takauji; in 1378, the third shogun established a new shogunate in Murocho, Kyoto, hence the name Murocho Shogunate. Nearly two centuries later, the Murocho Shogunate fell. In 1600, the historically renowned Tokugawa Ieyasu defeated the coalition of opposing daimyo at the Battle of Sekigahara, gaining increasing power; in 1603, he was appointed Shogun and established the shogunate in Edo (present-day Tokyo). Two hundred and sixty-four years later, Shogun Tokugawa Yoshinobu was forced to return power to the Emperor. The following year, the Emperor's government forces decisively defeated the shogunate forces. In April, Edo was peacefully transferred to the government forces, and most of the shogunate's territory was confiscated. In 1868, the Tokugawa Shogunate fell. Thus ended the history of the shogunate. However, the history of the shogunate continues to have a profound impact on Japan's political process to this day!

"Princess Rongzi is so learned and talented; it seems I should take you as my teacher!" "

Ah Fei laughed, then actually knelt down to kowtow.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Rongzi hurriedly helped him up, and seeing his mischievous grin, she couldn't help but blush and anxiously say, "Sir, you're teasing me like this, no wonder Sister Ruxue said you're not a good person either!" "He's not a good person to begin with! Hehe!"

Suzuki Anri suddenly appeared in front of them, pulling open the sliding door together with Yoshiko.

"Rongzi, did the master bully you?"

Suzuki Anri put her arm around Rongzi's shoulder and teased her mischievously, "If he dared to bully you, tell your Aunt Yoshiko, and your Aunt Yoshiko will definitely help you get revenge!" "Anri!"

Yoshiko glared at Suzuki Anri in surprise, then looked at Ah Fei with a shy and charming gaze.

"Oh my! Rongzi, look at your Aunt Yoshiko's eyes, they're so soft and alluring! They're enough to make any man swoon!" "

Suzuki Anri continued to pester Yoshiko relentlessly.

'You damn Anri, what did I do to offend you? I'll let you off the hook today!'

Yoshiko playfully chased after Suzuki Anri, trying to pinch her. Suzuki Anri giggled and ran away, the two women creating a chaotic mess.

Rongzi glanced shyly and coquettishly at Afei, then lowered her head charmingly. Afei was enjoying the wonderful feeling of three women making a scene. Seeing Rongzi's gaze, he knew that his dashing and unrestrained image had already left a first impression on the girl's mind, and he said somewhat embarrassedly, 'Ladies, let's go dance and relax!'" "How ridiculous! Let's dance!"

Suzuki Anri gasped, clutching Yoshiko's delicate hand tightly. "Yoshiko, spare me!" With a beautiful melody, Yoshiko, in a snow-white short skirt, moved with light steps, her skirt fluttering, gracefully dancing. Her slender waist swayed, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her movements light and elegant. Suddenly, the rhythm shifted sharply, and she too began to spin, advance, retreat, stretch her arms, bend her waist, and dance across the stage. Her white short skirt shone like clouds, like rainbows. Rainbow, graceful and elegant, shone brightly against her snow-white neck and high, firm breasts. The music then slowed, and she sang and danced to the changing rhythm. The air was filled with ethereal music, like the warbling of orioles and the chirping of swallows, captivating the heart. As the song and dance ended, A-Fei secretly wondered if this was the superb singing and dancing skills of the Japanese geishas performed by Zhang Ziyi and the others. A-Fei led the women in applause and cheers, when a magnetic, melodious voice exclaimed, "Rongzi is indeed becoming more and more outstanding!" Turning around, I saw a mature and beautiful woman. Her hair was styled in a high bun, and her elegant dress hugged her voluptuous figure. A faint scent of lavender wafted from her, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her long, snow-white neck was exposed, making her as beautiful as a swan. She was sexy and alluring, her full, high breasts making the dress bulge, and her deep cleavage was captivating. Her slender waist and full, shapely hips were perfectly proportioned and exquisite. She must have been nearly 40, but she was well-maintained and had a fair and delicate complexion, like a young woman in her prime. The faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes did not detract from her beauty; instead, they enhanced her mature and charming allure. Unlike the petite and delicate beauty of Yoshiko, or the dignified and otherworldly beauty of Asakura Maimi, she appeared at first glance to be quiet, virtuous, proud, and aloof. However, her eyes sparkled with a hint of melancholy, giving her a unique widow's charm.

Afei noticed the beautiful woman's slightly full, red lips, which added to her sexiness, reminiscent of Elizabeth Taylor and Hong Kong star Shu Qi. He then remembered that this woman was Junko's aunt, whom he had met briefly at the banquet at Akishino Palace that day; Princess Mako, the elder sister of Prince Fumihito and Kako, and the widow of the former Minister of Home Affairs of Japan.

"Princess Mako! You've arrived!"

Suzuki Anri greeted.

"Oh, I was just idling around when I heard some elegant music, and before I knew it, I had come here."

Mako, seeing Afei there, couldn't help but feel a little shy. "I didn't expect to see you all here. So Mr. Ryu is here too?"

"So Princess Mako is also someone who can appreciate the subtle nuances of music," Afei complimented politely. "

Sir, you don't know!"

Rongzi ran straight to Aunt Mako and nestled against her chest. "Aunt Mako was my dance teacher! Back in the day, Aunt Mako was a renowned figure in the Japanese dance world!" "Let bygones be bygones!" "

Mako said softly, "Now, Aunt can only find my shadow in Rongzi! "Sister, how many times have I advised you? We don't object to you practicing Zen and believing in Buddhism, but you can't bury yourself in scriptures and on your meditation cushion,"

Yoshiko said worriedly. "It would be so good if you came out and talked to us! You insist on suffering and practicing, look at your face, it's all pale and bloodless!" "Sister Jiazi, your meditation and enlightenment, your sharp wit and profound insights, are beyond the comprehension of us mere mortals." Afei bowed respectfully, his jade frame gleaming. "How about I offer a humble Zen song to pray for the princess's well-being?" Seeing Princess Zhenzi remain silent, Afei sang: "Unspeakable sorrow, unspeakable past events. Only a heart full of melancholy, a heart full of resentment. A cold pavilion, fragrant shadows, unanswered gazes, flying snow, cold sword, specks of cold light, reflected in the bright mirror through the window. A waning moon, still clouds, drunk and ill, leaning against the railing, drunkenly waiting for poetry, tears dried, worldly ties faded into dreams. Holding fast to tranquility, detached from worldly strife. A heartless word, a cold laugh. In another kind of loneliness, who will hold your heartache? Reading Buddhist scriptures, interpreting Zen sayings, only wanting to escape worldly strife, only wanting to escape vulgarity. Cold words hurt many, accustomed to outward calm, coldly observing the world. Seeing through extravagance, seeing through luxury."

"Though the winds and rains rage, and the world is ravaged, you shed your beauty but never lose your purity. Alone within the gate, you isolate yourself, detached from the mortal realm. Your gaze, sharp and cold, can pierce the helplessness of whom? Climbing the moss-covered steps, shallow footprints mark the path. Before the Buddha, there is no farewell, no lingering affection, only resolute determination. In the ancient temple, you keep company with the flickering candle night after night, your heart's spring drying up like a dry well. Time ages under the brush of your fingertips, only the morning bells and tomb drums in the mist record your piety. You paint with vibrant colors, speak of tranquility, and look down upon the mortal world. The plum branches are withered under the moon, the candlelight accompanies a cup of fragrant tea. Dew wets the moss, a pair of delicate hands trim the wick of the flickering candle, collecting the sweet dew. The sound of the wooden fish at dawn and dusk strikes the cold surface, revealing no Zen wisdom. Finally, a faint smile appears, a hidden, melancholic mockery." The prayer cushions remained, the incense burner still stood, the Buddha, seemingly lost in thought, had a benevolent expression. Doors leading away from the world, ancient Buddha statues, still held a profound mystery, their meaning unfathomable. "From the mortal realm, returning to the Buddha, brushes accompany whisks. Beneath the Bodhi tree, it seems, what is perfection?"

The women remained silent, their minds reeling with a sense of melancholy and loss. Zhenzi, in particular, was deeply saddened, her face contorted with sorrow, a torrent of grief welling up within her.

"Jiazi!"

Mako complained that Yoshiko's words had provoked Afei's lament, which only stirred up her deepest resentment. She couldn't help but grumble, saying softly, "I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

With that, she coldly ignored Afei and the other women, drifting away on her own.

"Don't mind her, everyone. That's just how I am!"

Yoshiko hurriedly said with a smile. "Let's dance! Okay?"

"Why is Mako-neechan so aloof and unapproachable?"

Afei asked, gently embracing Yoshiko's slender waist. Ryouko and Suzuki Anri also began to dance gracefully. Ryouko

said, "Aunt Mako wasn't like this before! She and Junko-neechan were very close and friendly to each other. She taught me many songs and dances when I was little, but now she keeps her distance! You don't know!" "

Jiazi danced gracefully with Afei, saying, "Ever since my brother-in-law suddenly passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage while in office, my sister has been heartbroken, depressed, and devoted to vegetarianism and Buddhist chanting, becoming detached from worldly desires and seeing through the illusions of the world. If we hadn't repeatedly persuaded her, she wouldn't have agreed to stay at Akishino Palace to practice Buddhism with her hair still intact; otherwise, she would have shaved her head and become a nun long ago!

" "Oh?" Afei asked, puzzled, and whispered in Jiazi's fair ear, "Didn't Princess Mako attend the banquet that night? Logically speaking, Princess Mako should be too lazy to deal with these worldly affairs!" "You rascal, I won't tell you!"

Jiazi said coquettishly, "Unless you promise me one thing!" As the music played, Rongzi and Suzuki Anri danced gracefully. Afei secretly caressed Jiazi's full, round buttocks, kneading them and whispering teasingly, "Tell me. Don't just say one thing, I'll do ten or a hundred for you!" Jiazi whispered something shyly and charmingly in Afei's ear. Afei chuckled mischievously, "What's wrong with that? I'll obey your every command."

He then kneaded Jiazi's round buttocks again.

"What are you two whispering about, so secretive and sneaky?" Suzuki Anri said sourly, seeing Afei and Jiazi's intimate behavior.

"Rongzi, come dance with your teacher!"

Jiazi walked straight over and said fiercely, "Let me teach this jealous bastard of the Holy Maiden Cult a lesson!" Rongzi obediently came over and danced gracefully with Afei, while Jiazi and Suzuki Anri were entangled in a playful squabble, pinching, twisting, and tickling each other, the two girls laughing and panting together.

→Chapter 096- Princess Rongzi (Part 2)←

"Princess Rongzi, I'm not usually good at praising people, but I have to say your dance was superb!"

Afei said jokingly, holding Rongzi's delicate white hand and gently supporting her slender waist, the girl's fresh fragrance intoxicating.

"Teacher, it's more friendly to call me Rongzi!"

Rongzi said shyly.

"Then, starting from your Aunt Huimin and Aunt Jiazi, you should call me Uncle!"

Afei teased.

"Then I'd rather be like Chunzi!"

Rongzi said shyly in a low voice, "Can I call you Brother Long too?"

"Oh, Rongzi, do you know..." Afei's hand tightened around Rongzi's waist, and he said with a mischievous smile, "Uncle, the way you address someone as 'teacher' and 'brother' is different, and the meanings are different too!" Rongzi lowered her head shyly under his fiery gaze, her face flushed with rosy blush, and murmured, "I don't know!" Seeing Rongzi's charming and beautiful appearance, and her shy and docile demeanor, Afei couldn't help but feel a surge of affection. He tightened his grip on Rongzi, pulling her into his arms. Rongzi cried out, feeling the heat of Afei's large hand and smelling his strong masculine scent. Her heart was intoxicated, and she obediently nestled in Afei's arms.

Afei's large hand gently caressed Rongzi's soft waist, then gently stroked her firm, round buttocks, which were firm, soft, and very elastic.

Rongzi nestled against Afei's broad, strong chest, suppressing soft, panting breaths. She murmured shyly, "Teacher, please don't do this!" "Didn't you want to call me Brother Long?"

Afei teased softly, his hands becoming even more unrestrained as he caressed and kneaded Rongzi's firm, round buttocks. "Rong'er, call me Brother Long!" Rongzi felt Afei's hands so hot and burning, caressing and kneading her beautiful buttocks. A tingling, wonderful sensation spread throughout her body, reaching deep into the girl's soul. Her body felt weak and numb, her movements slightly disordered, her breathing becoming rapid. Her body and soul involuntarily pressed closer to Afei's embrace, wanting his further caresses and kneading. Her cherry-like lips parted slightly, and she whispered breathlessly, "Brother Long, I'm scared!" "Scared of what, Ning Rong'er? Are you afraid of your brother?" "

Afei practically whispered in Rongzi's ear, his breath warm against her soft, white ear, caressing the fine downy hairs. He would occasionally lightly kiss her earlobe, then open his mouth and gently lick and rub it. Rongzi's body trembled, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground. Helplessly, she gripped his large hand tightly with her small one, and clung to his shoulder with her other. Her petite body leaned against his embrace, her neck involuntarily twisting. Under his wanton sucking and biting of her earlobe, she couldn't help but gasp for breath. She felt his lustful hand, through her skirt, caressing and kneading her round, pert buttocks. Unable to withstand this two-pronged attack, the young Rongzi gasped and pleaded in a low voice, 'Brother Long, you can't!'" Yoshiko and Anri Suzuki had already quietly and considerately left, leaving only Afei and Yoko in the Akishino Palace's recreation room.

Yoko, noticing her aunt Yoshiko and Aunt Anri Suzuki were gone, asked shyly, "Where are Aunt Yoshiko and Aunt Anri?" "They didn't want to be third wheels!"

Afei said with a mischievous grin, gently embracing the young Yoko.

"No wonder Aunt Masako (Kim Hye-min) said the master wasn't an honest man,"

Yoko said shyly and cautiously.

"How could I be naughty? What did your Aunt Yazi say?"

Afei gently embraced Rongzi, teasing her softly, caressing the girl's slender waist and full, pert buttocks. He whispered, "Rong'er, do you like me being naughty?" Rongzi blushed and remained silent, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, panting softly. She turned her head to meet Afei's kiss as he sucked and nibbled at her soft, white earlobe. She couldn't help but moan softly.

Rongzi felt as if her whole body was on fire. As soon as she opened her alluring eyes, she saw Afei's face pressing down on her, kissing her cherry-like lips. Rongzi awkwardly closed her lips, unsure of what to do. Then Afei's tongue gently parted her teeth, slipping inside and searching for her warm... His mouth, entwined with her fragrant little tongue, felt as if she had discovered a whole new world. Their lips and tongues intertwined, sucking and entwining, their lips curling and lingering, sweet and fragrant, saliva flowing freely—it was incomparably wonderful. His tongue roamed freely in Rongzi's mouth, sometimes entwining with her little tongue, sometimes wandering over her polished teeth, their mouths pressed tightly together. The feeling of kissing was so wonderful; their tongues intertwined, sucking at each other, unwilling to separate.

Rongzi's beautiful, delicate cheeks flushed red like fire, her beauty radiant. A wave of unprecedented yet indescribably wonderful tingling sensation washed over her body, and she slumped down, letting out a short, shy moan from her delicate nose. "You're so naughty!"

Rongzi said coquettishly.

"Rong'er, I heard you've practiced dance since you were little. How high can your legs kick?" Afei chuckled mischievously.

"Hmph! That's no exaggeration!"

Rongzi proudly wanted to show off to her lover, raising her leg high above her head like a ballerina. Her two snow-white, delicate legs were spread wide, forming a straight line. Her round, pink thighs and the curves of her body, encased in black lace panties, were faintly visible. This exquisite pose further fueled Afei's lust. He pressed Rongzi against the wooden wall, her snow-white, delicate legs pressed against his chest.

Afei ignored the hot, shy breaths emanating from Rongzi's beautiful and lovely nose, and smelled the pure, innocent fragrance unique to a virgin, which ignited his desire even more. His hands roamed over Rongzi's jade-like body, first gently caressing her peach-blossom cheeks, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath his touch. His hands gradually moved down, past her straight, fair neck and rounded, delicate shoulders, finally grasping her full, perky, soft, and delicate breasts through her thin dress. He kneaded and rubbed her precious, beautiful breasts, then lowered his head and kissed her bright red, tender lips.

"Mmm!"

Rongzi, already savoring the sweetness of the wet kiss, blushed crimson, shyly parting her teeth as he passionately sucked and licked her soft, sweet tongue.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Rongzi's delicate nose whimpered softly with a hot, shy moan. At this moment, Rongzi's eyes were alluring, her eyebrows delicate and full of spring, her beauty captivating. Her green strapless top had been pushed up by Afei, revealing her sensitive, firm breasts to him without any barrier. With his gentle yet forceful caresses, the buds on Rongzi's breasts blossomed, the two delicate pink dots on her snow-white breasts irresistibly alluring. But his skills didn't stop there. With Rongzi's tacit consent, his hands slipped inside her white skirt.

Rongzi felt Afei's large hands caressing her from behind, down her shoulders to her waist, the warm sensation lingering. Occasionally, his hands would touch her full buttocks—the rounded mounds of a young girl! He played with and kneaded them wantonly, unable to tear himself away.

Rongzi's snow-white leg was raised high, pressed against her chest by Afei, pressed against the wooden wall, feeling Afei's almost wild entry into her.

"Ah! It hurts!" Rongzi groaned as if her

body was being torn apart, her delicate body trembling violently.

Afei remained still, tenderly caressing and lovingly kissing, stroking, and kneading her with affection. His three-pronged attack continued until she gradually became accustomed to lubrication, then he opened up his arms wide, unrestrained and wanton, ravaging her relentlessly. Several times she felt pain, several times she felt pleasure, their bodies intertwined in passionate embrace, their passion released, boundless spring in the air

. Rongzi was repeatedly brought to the climax of desire, feeling both alive and dead, nestled in Afei's arms, panting softly, her body twisting and turning, utterly adorable, a sight to behold. "Rong'er, I want to ask you for a favor. If you're willing to help, I'd be very grateful,"

Afei said gently, embracing Rongzi tenderly and affectionately. "I'm looking for something, which your father might be keeping hidden in a secret room. If you don't want to reveal it, I won't blame you, after all, we're father and daughter!" "Brother Long, what is it? Gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, paintings, jade?" "

Rongzi asked.

"Actually, it's not these treasures, it's just a record about the Chinese massacre."

Afei said, "Have you heard of the Nanjing Massacre? Have you heard of 'The Diary of Higashishiro'?"

"Oh! I heard Sister Ruxue talk about it. When Sister Ruxue talked about the massacre, I cried with her."

Rongzi nestled against Afei's chest, shyly and sweetly saying, "Brother Long, I'm willing to help you: you want to know about Father's secret room, right?"

"You know?"

Afei asked happily.

"There's a secret room inside the wall of Father's study."

Rongzi said.

"How do you know?"

Afei asked with delight.

"When I was little, I loved reading, so I often went to Father's study to find books to read. Once, I found a book that had been pulled down, and I wanted to put it back. But I was too short to reach it." Just then, a creaking sound came from the wall. I peeked from behind the curtains and saw that a door had actually split open in the wall. My father came out, put the book back on the shelf, and then the secret room door slammed shut again, completely sealed.

"Later, my father found out about me and gave me a severe scolding. I haven't been to the study since!" Rongzi said slowly. "Rong'er, your mother, the Empress, wanted to train Ruxue to be the Holy Maiden of the Holy Maiden Cult. Why didn't she think of training you to be the Holy Maiden?" Afei asked,

puzzled.

"I don't want to be a saintess! I'm going to keep this handkerchief carefully. A saintess needs to meditate and attain enlightenment, free from desires!"

Rongzi said shyly and charmingly. "If I were a saintess, I wouldn't have this handkerchief that you, Rongzi, would cherish for a lifetime!"

As she spoke, she deliberately waved the snow-white handkerchief in front of Afei's eyes. There were still patches of red stains on it from when she wiped it. A young girl, having just experienced love, was naturally beautiful and charming. Afei couldn't help but feel aroused again, eager to try.

Rongzi immediately sensed her lover's reaction and blushed, pleading, "Good brother, I won't do it anymore! Please have pity on Rongzi. Okay?" Afei looked at Rongzi's charming and alluring expression, and his affection was instantly aroused. He spoke tenderly and gently, showing the utmost tenderness and love.

→Chapter 097 - Mature Woman Mako (Part 1)←

The two were embracing and laughing intimately when Yoshiko and Suzuki Anri burst in mischievously.

"Hehe! Our talented princess has found her Mr. Right!"

Yoshiko teased playfully.

"Oh, Mr. Rong'er, how dare you bully our Princess Rongzi? Let's see how her Aunt Yoshiko deals with you! Hehe!" Suzuki Anri giggled. "

She dares to laugh at us, let's both deal with her first!"

Yoshiko put her arm around Rongzi's soft shoulder and threatened Suzuki Anri fiercely.

"Ouch!"

Rongzi had just taken a step when she winced in pain, her eyebrows furrowing, her face flushed, and she shyly threw herself into Aunt Yoshiko's arms, too shy to lift her head again.

Yoshiko and Anri Suzuki suddenly understood what was going on. They both glared at Afei with a mixture of shyness and resentment, then couldn't help but giggle. Ryoko

pouted and complained, while Yoshiko and Anri Suzuki teased them gleefully. Afei, watching the three beautiful women, serene and charming, happily enjoyed the harmonious scene.

At the banquet, Princess Asakura Maimi specially ordered the royal chef to prepare a table of Chinese dishes. Afei, tired of Japanese food and focused on nutritional balance rather than flavor, was overjoyed to see the long-missed Chinese dishes and exclaimed, "It seems the royal chef is skilled in Cantonese cuisine, one of the eight major cuisines of China!" "Oh? Is there a difference?"

Princess Asakura Maimi asked with a smile.

"How can there be no difference? This is still Chaozhou cuisine within Cantonese cuisine. Chaozhou cuisine emphasizes knife skills and presentation, and its cooking techniques include braising, stewing, roasting, frying, steaming, stir-frying, and soaking. It is most distinctive in its seafood, soups, and desserts. The flavor is light and fresh, rich but not greasy. You see, Chaozhou cuisine loves to use condiments like fish sauce, satay sauce, plum sauce, and red vinegar. And these dishes—roasted goose, braised vegetables, crab balls in clear soup, fried snail balls, sweet pork belly, and taro paste—are all famous Chaozhou dishes."

Afei laughed, "Although you Japanese women are skilled in the kitchen, you only know a little bit about cooking. What I'm saying is like playing the piano to someone else! Haha!

'Good! He dares to call us stupid oxen!'"

Suzuki Anri persisted, "Sisters, let's get him drunk! Hehe!"

The women burst into laughter and chatter.

Afei looked at the beautiful young women before him, each one as lovely as a flower, fair and rosy, like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, lush and vibrant, full-figured and voluptuous, petite and exquisite, each vying for attention, graceful and captivating—a feast for the eyes.

Witnessing this scene, Afei couldn't help but think of his beautiful sisters at home. Overwhelmed with homesickness and longing, a surge of emotion welled up within him. Overwhelmed with sorrow, he unleashed a wild and unrestrained song, clapping his hands and chanting: "Endless tears of longing fall like red beans, endless spring willows and flowers bloom in the painted pavilion, restless sleep after the wind and rain at dusk, unable to forget new and old sorrows, unable to swallow the sweet taste of jade and gold, choking in my throat, unable to see my thin reflection in the mirror, unable to relax my furrowed brows, unable to grasp the passing night, just like the ever-present green mountains, the endless flowing green water, flowing green water, flowing green water!"

The women were captivated.

Even the usually taciturn Zhenzi's beautiful eyes flickered, and she involuntarily glanced at Afei.

"Sir, is this the 'Red Bean Song' from 'Dream of the Red Chamber'?" Rongzi asked shyly. Zhenzi couldn't help but look at Afei with interest. "Indeed, it is the 'Red Bean Song' that Jia Baoyu sang with great enthusiasm,"

Afei sighed wistfully.

"Is the master homesick?"

Princess Asakura Maimi asked understandingly.

Afei gazed at the night sky outside the window, his eyes like water, and said softly, "Liangyuan is beautiful, but it is not a place to stay forever!" Princess Asakura Maimi, Princess Suzuki Manami, Princess Mako, Princess Rongzi Junko, and Princess Suzuki Anri all stared at Long Jianfei, feeling that this Chinese man, this messenger of Amaterasu, was becoming more and more unfathomable.

Princess Asakura Maimi felt that Afei was like corn in spring, not full, but chewy, meaning that although young, he was talented, resourceful, unfathomable, and decisive. Absolutely not. Princess Junko felt that being with Brother Long was like surfing in summer, always so passionate and exhilarating, bringing joy and happiness. Princess Rongzi felt that being with Brother Long was like harvesting wheat in autumn—no matter how hard or tiring it was, it was comfortable because there was a harvest. Princess Jiazi felt that being with Afei was like soaking in a hot spring in winter—warm and cozy all over. Princess Suzuki Manami felt that knowing Afei for only one day felt like knowing him for a year. Princess Zhenzi looked at this unfamiliar Mr. Long as if he were a close old friend she had known for many years, but she was too shy to approach him. Suzuki Anri felt that every time she met Afei, it was like meeting him for the first time—she was always full of novelty! Hehe! Under the watchful eyes of the women, Afei, while enjoying the company of the ladies, also felt a growing sense of responsibility and crisis: the upcoming 100-day celebration banquet for Prince Hisahito would be a gathering of important figures from all sides—the Emperor, the Prince, the Prime Minister, left-wing, right-wing, and centrist factions—a chaotic mix that inevitably led to intrigue, power struggles, and fierce competition. These young women, seemingly respectful and friendly, actually belonged to different factions. How could he, caught in the middle, effectively navigate and lead them? The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became! So, Afei decided to openly call home in front of the women.

"Mom, how are you? It's been so long since I called you after arriving in Tokyo! Aunt, how are you? Is the company alright? Is school busy? You can leave the company to Liu Huijuan and Meng Huishan. Qiu Yuzhen, Xia Yuhe, Yuwen, Xuewen, and Yashi are all staying with us, that's for sure." Since I'm not home, let your daughters-in-law keep you company. Haha! Yuhe and Xuewen are two mischievous little devils, hehe, they're quite good at making you happy! Is Yuzhi alright? Oh, you already told her what I told you last time, and she's all right!"

Afei chatted happily with his mother, Junru, without any pretense of politeness. Hearing his mother's familiar and kind voice, and hearing so many familiar and kind names, Afei felt exceptionally relaxed and comfortable. He laughed heartily, "Don't worry, I'll bring two more Japanese daughters-in-law back for you! Hehe! Aunt Caiyun is doing well, but Aunt Suyun has been busy these past few days, I haven't seen her yet! Don't worry! I'll be back soon! Goodnight, Mom!

" The women didn't understand Mandarin, and only heard Afei call out "Mom." They were completely confused, but seeing his happy and cheerful expression, they knew he had a very pleasant phone conversation with his family.

Mako ate only some light vegetarian dishes. She seemed preoccupied, glancing at Yoshiko with a mixture of shyness and resentment before rising and drifting away.

Three women make a drama, so many together were even more interesting. The conversation naturally revolved around clothing, jewelry, cosmetics, fashion, celebrities, and so on. Afei, usually so talkative and cheerful, suddenly lost interest, preferring to savor this rare moment of silence. Yoshiko secretly winked at Afei before leaving. Afei then got up to use the restroom.

"Brother Long, where are you going?"

Junko asked anxiously, her voice sweet and coquettish. "I won't let you go out! Keep a close eye on your Brother Long! Be careful he doesn't go out to steal another kiss!"

Suzuki Anri teased.

"Little girl, as the saying goes: you can control everything but poop and fart! Be careful, or I'll punish you properly!" "

Afei whispered in Junko's ear, gently twisting it.

Junko screamed dramatically. Afei laughed and walked out, hearing Junko and the other women repeating his words. It was the first time the women had heard such vulgar language, but upon reflection, they realized the logic was sound despite the crudeness. The women giggled and laughed together.

Night fell, the moonlight hazy. Afei followed Jiazi through corridors and courtyards. Jiazi arrived at a courtyard, the lamplight dim. As she entered the room, she deliberately gave Afei a mischievous, coquettish smile.

Afei stood silently outside the bedroom door, secretly laughing at himself for becoming such a petty thief! He heard a melodious voice say sweetly, "Little hussy, you still remember to come see your sister?" It was none other than Mako! He couldn't believe that the dignified, virtuous, aloof, and proud Princess Mako would speak so softly.

"Good sister!" "

Jiazi grumbled, and Afei heard the sounds of two people passionately kissing and sucking their tongues coming from the bedroom.

"Sister, why do you torture yourself like this?" Jiazi complained softly, "You used to be the center of attention at any banquet or event, radiant and charming, but now you've completely wrapped yourself up and suppressed yourself. But I can see the desire in your heart, the throbbing in your heart. You seem aloof and cold, seemingly indifferent, but these are precisely the things you're trying to hide your inner desires and throbbing. Sister, it's been three years, why can't you get rid of your sadness and pain?" Zhenzi sobbed, speechless, and after a long while she finally said softly, "Jiazi, don't say anymore. I ask for nothing more than that you can understand my suffering, and only you can give me proper comfort! "Sister, there is someone else who can understand my heart and give me comfort!"

Jiazi said softly, "You forgot that he sang twice today, but he wasn't singing for us!" "Don't talk nonsense!" "

Mako said coquettishly, "You little vixen, no wonder you've been ignoring me. Turns out you've found someone new!" "He really is handsome, dashing, charming, learned, and understanding!"

Yoshiko teased in a low voice, "Sister, are you tempted? Should I play matchmaker for you? He's quite something! It's been three years, don't you want him?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Mako retorted resentfully, "My heart is dead, I'm willing to remain a widow for my husband! If you want to come and keep me company, then come. If not, I'd rather die alone than have some stinky man pity me. You're bewitched! What's so good about him? A complete womanizer! He's managed to fool you so completely!" "Good sister, don't be angry, let's not talk about him anymore, okay?"

Jiazi murmured sweetly, "I'll always be willing to stay with you, sister! Good sister!" Amidst the sounds of kissing and sucking, the sounds of caressing and kneading were clearly audible, even the rustling of clothes as they were being stroked and kneaded.

"Good sister, shall we do something exciting today?"

Afei secretly saw Jiazi whispering in Mako's ear.

"You little hussy, where did you learn all this nonsense again?"

Mako, her kimono disheveled and her hair loose, gasped softly.

Afei saw Jiazi take out a black ribbon and gently tie it over Mako's eyes. Mako, now blindfolded, playfully twisted Jiazi and said, "You little hussy, what are you doing?"

→Chapter 098- Mature Woman Mako (Part 2) ←

Yoshiko begins to embrace Mako and kiss her passionately. Their two small, cherry-red lips meet, their sweet, fragrant tongues teasing and intertwining, making audible sounds of sucking and licking. Yoshiko's slender, jade-like hands lift Mako's black nightgown, caressing and kneading Mako's full, snow-white body.

Mako's eyes are covered with a black silk scarf. She breathes rapidly, her breath coming in short gasps, and her jade-like hands, surprisingly, return Yoshiko's embrace, haphazardly caressing Yoshiko's delicate body. Yoshiko kisses Mako warmly and wetly, suppressing her heavy breathing, her slender, jade-like hands deftly unbuttoning Mako's nightgown, revealing a pair of full, firm, and rounded snow-white breasts, trembling precariously, almost causing Afei to have a nosebleed. Yoshiko Intentionally or unintentionally, she gave Afei, who was peeking outside, a flirtatious wink. Then, she lay on top of Mako's body, lowering her head to kiss and suckle her sister's full, pink nipples, while one of her slender hands caressed and kneaded Mako's plump

, rounded thighs, teasing them wantonly. Afei slipped in silently. Yoshiko gave him a coquettish, cautious glare, then winked mischievously. Mako was already panting, her body lying prone, her two full, white legs involuntarily parted, her black lace panties already pulled down by Yoshiko, revealing her rosy, delicate, and alluring figure. Afei squatted down beside Yoshiko, his lustful hand reaching out, naturally taking over Yoshiko's slender hand.

"Yoshiko, ah! Your hands, where did you learn so many techniques, Yoshiko!" "

Mako's eyes were covered by a black silk scarf, her snow-white, plump body undulating passionately. She breathed heavily, involuntarily parting her legs, allowing the lecherous hands to penetrate deeper, more unrestrained, more unbridled, and more wanton. Afei's lust was high, his fingers teasing and arousing her with every skill.

Jiazi passionately kissed and sucked on Mako's thick, sensual lips, one slender hand caressing her full, firm breasts. Seeing Mako's snow-white, plump body already flushed a delicate, alluring pink, he knew she was already aroused and filled with desire.

'Good sister, does it feel good?' Jiazi asked sweetly.

'Ah! Your fingers!'

Mako murmured breathlessly.

'Is one finger not enough?'

Jiazi teased. Afei used two fingers together, teasing and arousing her.

'Ah! You're so naughty!'" "

Mako groaned.

"Good sister, let me try with three fingers, okay?" Yoshiko, seeing that the time was right, gestured to Afei.

Afei, who had been eager and ready, understood and released his power, roughly entering Mako's plump and rounded body.

"Ah--! What are you doing, Yoshiko! No! Something's wrong!"

Mako let out a long groan, as if she understood something, and struggled in panic. She finally pulled off the ribbon covering her eyes and saw that it was Long Jianfei on top of her. She resisted in shock, "How is it you? What are you doing? Let me go! Ah--!" As Afei thrust his waist, completely and thoroughly entering Mako's body, Mako let out another groan that she could not suppress. Yoshiko, in a cruel manner, held Mako's thighs tightly. Mako could only pound her hands against Tobi's strong chest, making a "thump, thump" sound. However, this did not affect Tobi's skillful and almost violent pulling and thrusting into the mature and beautiful Mako, who was always dignified, virtuous, aloof, and elegant.

At first, Mako was furious and ashamed of the inexplicable humiliation she had suffered in a daze, but soon her body went numb and weak, and she lost herself in Afei's strong and wild passion. Her dark hair swayed from side to side, and her struggling, delicate hands unconsciously embraced Afei's broad back, caressing it haphazardly. Her two snow-white, rounded legs were raised high, involuntarily wrapping tightly around Afei's waist and hips. Her slender waist swayed, her pink hips moved, and she yielded to his pleasure, panting and moaning. Yoshiko, too, was filled with lust, caressing and embracing her lover's magnificent body. The three bodies rolled together.

As the passion subsided, Mako rose and fell in waves of desire, pounding Afei's chest and sobbing, "You guys are so bad! I hate you so much! It's all my fault, you heartless philanderer! Sister, blame me if you want!" "

Ah Fei embraced Mako tenderly, speaking softly and gently, "Whether you hit me, scold me, kill me, or skin me, you can do whatever you want, sister. If you're still not satisfied, just bite me a couple of times!"

Jiazi giggled without saying a word.

"You little rascal, I've been a widow for three years, and today you're ruining it all! I wouldn't be satisfied even if I bit you all to death!"

Mako muttered, pinching Ah Fei's broad, strong chest hard.

"Good sister, you're wrong. You weren't ruined by him, but by his crotch; you should bite him, not me!"

Jiazi teased mischievously.

"You little hussy, are you trying to make me angry too?"

Mako muttered, reaching out to pinch Jiazi.

"Good sister, your temperament is as beautiful as an orchid, your talent as fragrant as a fairy. You are born aloof, a rarity among people. You say you are good at eating meat and disdain fine clothes and vulgarity; but you don't know that the higher one's standards, the more envy one attracts, and the more pure one is, the more disliked one becomes." "Alas, in this ancient temple with its green lamp, one grows old, having wasted the springtime beauty of red-painted pavilions, only to end up filthy and contrary to one's wishes. Like flawless white jade trapped in mud, why should princes and nobles lament their lack of fate?"

Afei gently embraced Zhenzi's full, rounded, snow-white body, speaking softly and tenderly, "It is my destiny to have you, sister, that I am fortunate enough to have you. It is a blessing accumulated over many lifetimes!" "You just quoted one of the twelve songs from 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' didn't you? You little rascal, I didn't realize you were so talented!"

Sister Zhenzi was captivated by Afei's quotations from "Dream of the Red Chamber," and nestled shyly against Afei's broad, strong chest, saying coquettishly, "I thought you were just a charlatan, a philandering playboy!

" "Oh, no poetry or lyrics, I don't understand those romantic tales, I want Brother Afei to tell us a joke!"

Jiazi pouted and said.

"Alright! Since Sister Jiazi thinks I'm too refined, I'll just go for something vulgar. I'll tell you a joke: An American, a Chinese, and a Japanese man survived a plane crash and were stranded on a deserted island, only to encounter cannibals. The chieftain said he'd spare their lives if they only needed the centimeters of each of the three of them. So they measured the American's, and it was a full 11 centimeters. They measured the Chinese man's, and he was already a work point. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, 'You Japanese man don't even have 2 centimeters!' But when they measured him, his was exactly 2 centimeters. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The American said, 'I alone am 11 centimeters, more than half of the total. Without me, you would all be finished!' The Chinese man said, 'I also have work points, above the average. Without me, we would all be finished!' The Japanese man said after a long pause, 'If I hadn't gotten an erection just now, you would all be fucking dead!' Jiazi giggled incessantly, panting heavily; Mako couldn't help but laugh too, letting out a 'puchi' and scolding, 'Nonsense!'" "You're not serious, and your jokes aren't serious either! You Chinese are so big!" Realizing she'd let something slip, Mako blushed with embarrassment.

Yoshiko laughed and scolded, "And you, although you look Chinese, you have the assets of an American!" Seeing the usually dignified, virtuous, aloof, and mature beauty, Princess Mako, become so alluring and charming, Afei couldn't resist his renewed lust. Mako immediately sensed his intense reaction and, with a mixture of shyness and resentment, pushed him onto Yoshiko's body, scolding, "You big pervert, trying to do something naughty again so soon! Go find your sister Yoshiko and have some fun!" Afei, however, grabbed both Mako and Yoshiko, pressing them down beneath him. One was voluptuous and mature, the other exquisitely beautiful; one dignified yet alluring, the other seductive and charming. In an instant, they were entwined in passionate embrace, their desires surging, their breaths panting, their moans filling the air with boundless passion. The next morning, Afei awoke slowly. Yoshiko and Mako dressed him personally. Afei embraced them on either side, his hands caressing and kneading them with great pleasure.

"Sister-in-law is waiting for us to have breakfast! Sister, let's go over there," Yoshiko said.

"You two go! Tell Wumei I'm not feeling well, so I won't be coming!" "

Mako glanced at Afei shyly, her face flushed.

"Sister's still shy!"

Yoshiko teased. "Alright, we won't make things difficult for you, sister. Let's go!" Princess Asakura Maimi and the other women were waiting for them, and some playful banter was inevitable after they met.

"Tomorrow is the little prince's 100-day celebration banquet. Everything is ready. Is there anything else you need, sir?" Princess Asakura Maimi asked charmingly.

"Yesterday in the secret room, the prince repeatedly asked me to personally deliver the invitation to the prime minister's residence, and also to investigate the situation there!"

Afei said seriously.

"Sir, should you bring more royal guards and attendants to the prime minister's residence?" Princess Asakura Maimi asked with concern.

"Don't worry, Princess! I'll go with Anri-nee!"

Afei said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Your Highness! He's incredibly lucky, with a great destiny and a reputation for being 'untouchable ghosts.' Even the King of Hell dreads him, and the Yaksha trembles in fear! Hehe!"

Suzuki Anri teased with a charming laugh.

"Sir, please come with me to get the invitation!" Princess Asakura Maimi

said shyly.

Afei followed Princess Asakura Maimi to the bedroom, where she immediately threw herself into his arms, tenderly admonishing him, "You must be careful! Higashikuni Morihiro is cunning and treacherous; Higashikuni Shiki is domineering and ruthless—neither of them are easy to deal with!

" "Good sister, don't worry. They're not easy to deal with, and I'm not someone to be trifled with either! If I don't show my teeth, they'll think I'm a sick cat! Haha!" "

Afei, embraced by Princess Asakura Maimi, was overjoyed. His lecherous hands slipped inside her kimono, caressing and kneading her full, white breasts. He chuckled wickedly, 'Good sister, when I return, I'll sow the seeds of love in you again!

' 'You little rascal, you were so engrossed in Mako Yoshiko's perfume all night, how could you possibly think of me?'

Princess Asakura Maimi said sweetly and coquettishly. Once a mature, beautiful wife has fallen for someone, conquered by love, she will completely succumb, devotedly and obsessively loving her lover. Seeing Princess Asakura Maimi becoming increasingly alluring and wanton, Afei felt immensely satisfied and pleasured. Using both his mouth and hands, he teased and aroused this mature, beautiful wife, Princess Asakura Maimi, until she was panting heavily, her eyes glazed with desire, before collapsing onto the tatami mat, limp as a rag doll."

Afei and Suzuki Anri teamed up again. As soon as they got into the car, Suzuki Anri flirtatiously lifted her long skirt, parted her legs, and straddled Afei, her pink hips gently lowering to take him in.

"Ah! My good husband, are you aroused again by Princess Asakura Maimi? You're so eager and ready to try!" Suzuki Anri said coquettishly, her eyes sparkling with desire.

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