Sisters, please be gentle

"Ok?"

Utaka Kaixiang's unconscious voice sounded, which made Mrs. Miyamoto, who was still panting, twitch in fright.

She quickly wanted to get up from the other person's body and adjust her clothes, but because the peak feeling in her body had not yet faded away, her whole body was weak and weak, and she fell back halfway when she got up.

Unexpectedly, this time he would put his mouth in front of the opponent's weapon.

"Eh?"

"Miyamoto... godmother...?!"

Hearing her godson's surprised voice, Mrs. Miyamoto's mind went blank, and she had no idea how to explain the current situation.

Fortunately, there was no need for her to explain, because the messy clothes on her body, her heavy breathing, and the position of her little mouth at this time fully indicated what had just happened.

And with the help of the dim moonlight, Ugao Haixiang saw Mrs. Miyamoto's skirt that was lifted up to her waist, her bare thighs wrapped in long black stockings, and only a small black T-shaped white peach that was still crooked at this time, plus The other party's hot breath continued to hit his weapon.

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Miyamoto's tender cheeks were dented.

Mrs. Miyamoto, who had been stunned for a long time, felt the hot hardness pressing against her face. She finally reacted and struggled quickly.

"No...no..."

"You...you...listen...to me..."

"I just want to help you take off your clothes..."

"Oh? Aren't you taking off my clothes? Why the hell are you taking off all your clothes?"

"This...this...this is...because..."

"Well--"

"Puff-"

Mrs. Miyamoto's mouth was gagged, and Ugao Haixiang turned over and pressed on her body.

After a brief exchange of lips and tongues, Ugao Haixiang leaned over and said in Mrs. Miyamoto's ear,

"Godmother..."

As soon as she heard this word, Mrs. Miyamoto's body trembled involuntarily.

"I felt so good just now~"

The voice sounded like a child's coquettishness, but it filled Mrs. Miyamoto's heart with a sense of shame.

Obviously the other party is his godson...

Obviously the other party is still a big boy...

But she, a shameless woman, took the initiative to seduce him...

I did this while he was sleeping...

Mrs. Miyamoto felt that she had no face to see anyone.

While Mrs. Miyamoto was still sinking into deep self-moral criticism, Udaka Kaisho had already found a position.

"Godmother...I can't help it anymore..."

"Don't reject me...okay...?"

"Ok?"

"do not--"

Mrs. Miyamoto opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't make a sound. It was as if someone had strangled her throat. She could only stretch her neck. The veins on her long and white neck were all visible. She closed her eyes tightly and her face was exposed. The color of pain.

Chairman Miyamoto, who was hiding outside the door, finally heard a short scream, which made his body tremble and he suddenly felt wet.

What was that sound just now?

After Chairman Miyamoto wiped it with his fat, stubby fingers, he was sure that he had accidentally vented the desire that he had been holding back all night, and he sighed secretly,

When did I become so sensitive...

And the scale has also shrunk visibly...

It seems...

Even if it is to enjoy more time in the future, you must take good care of your body...

However, before he could think about how to maintain it, he heard a rhythmic shaking sound of the bed coming from inside.

The rhythm is slow and the sound is weak.

Chairman Miyamoto instantly understood what that scream was...

What I had been waiting for for so long finally happened!

Chairman Miyamoto immediately felt that his desire had reached its peak. Then he put his hand into the waistband of his pants and started to move with the shaking of the bed in the room.

The rhythm gradually increased, the shaking sound also gradually increased, and then Mrs. Miyamoto's weak moans came out.

Chairman Miyamoto opened his mouth excitedly and panted loudly as if he heard the fairy voice. His face was red, but his ears were firmly pressed against the door.

until,

Mrs. Miyamoto's loud, sobbing voice came out.

There were two more drops of slightly turbid liquid on the ground.

Chapter 224 Chairman Miyamoto who has a cold

Chairman Miyamoto felt that his eyes were going dark, countless Venuses were spinning in front of him, and a sharp chirping sounded in his ears.

Of course he knew that this was the result of venting many times in a short period of time, and his body was already sending an alarm to him.

However...

When he once put his ear against the door of the room, the shaking sound of the bed still maintained a high-frequency and fast rhythm, as if the moving person was as tireless as a perpetual motion machine.

Chairman Miyamoto didn't know how much time had passed, but he was certain that it was definitely more than an hour.

He had changed from a half squat, to a full squat, and then to sitting cross-legged, until now he was lying on the cold ground, with only his ears always pressed against the door no matter what position he was in.

Mrs. Miyamoto's voice always maintained a low moan, but from time to time it would become high-pitched, and then the moan would quickly fall back, and then slowly get higher, and the cycle continued.

Chairman Miyamoto has counted five cycles, which means...

His wife reached her peak five times under other men in a short period of time!

Thinking of this, Chairman Miyamoto's hands moved involuntarily again.

Chairman Miyamoto himself has lost count of how many times he has vented.

I only know that every time I hear my wife's uncontrollable moans after venting, I will get excited, just like I can't control my hands.

Even the mind and body are shouting "Stop!" "Stop!"

But he was like a man possessed, completely trapped in the whirlpool of desire.

Even my uncomfortable hands, the hands that I have never looked back on since I first tried the forbidden fruit with my female classmate at the age of 14, seemed to have brought me tonight even the big words on the screen. Celebrities, top female subordinates, and young and beautiful female college students cannot bring him the extreme pleasure.

No, as Mrs. Miyamoto's voice rose louder in the room, one picture after another appeared in Chairman Miyamoto's mind.

His wife's slender white legs are separated by a thin layer of black stockings...

不 ...

It must have been torn apart by that boy now...

Threads of nylon silk material are floating in the air, while those well-proportioned legs are tightly wrapped around each other...

The current lady must be full of spring and her eyes are watery. She looks at that boy as if she were looking at her lover...

不 ...

A shy wife will definitely close her eyes...

Maybe even the little mouth will be covered with hands...

But that boy would suddenly exert force, making the shy wife suddenly scream...

Suddenly, Chairman Miyamoto’s hand movements stopped.

This time, Chairman Miyamoto did not start a new round.

Because he has fainted.

I don't know what time it was in the early morning, Chairman Miyamoto woke up faintly, feeling sore all over, his body was chilling, and his back felt stiff.

But the moment he regained consciousness, Chairman Miyamoto quickly put his ear to the door.

Then he opened his mouth in surprise, and his eyes protruded from their sockets.

Because the sound from the door has not stopped yet...

This... this has been several hours!

Moreover, his wife's voice also became hoarse, completely opposite to the suppressed and melodious sound at the beginning. It was full of exhaustion, but Chairman Miyamoto heard satisfaction and indulgence in it.

Because the voice is no longer suppressed, it just rises and falls with the rhythm, and it seems that everything in the outside world has been forgotten.

I forgot that I was already a wife...

I forgot that I was born Chinese...

Forgot all etiquette and morals...

All that remains is the release and pursuit of pure desire...

That's it!

Chairman Miyamoto's heart was also filled with satisfaction.

Under that boy's body, this is the real you...

In his excitement, Chairman Miyamoto reached out his hand without hesitation and wanted to do it again. However, after teasing for a long time, he found that the little fur ball had no reaction.

After a long time, Chairman Miyamoto sighed secretly, looked towards the door for the last time, reluctantly climbed up from the ground, dragged his tired body, and returned to the living room holding on to the wall in a trance.

He fell down on it and fell into a deep sleep.

"Anada~Anada!"

Chairman Miyamoto seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze. He opened his hazy eyes and vaguely saw his wife's rosy little mouth opening and closing, but the voice that came out was It seems to be far away in the sky.

"Anada! You have a fever! Did you sleep here all night?"

Seeing the concern in his wife's eyes and the deep guilt hidden in his eyes, Chairman Miyamoto finally became a little sober.

yes...

I slept on the sofa all night so I caught a cold...

no...

It must be that I was too tired last night and lay on the cold ground for a long time before I became like this...

What about the wife...?

What time did I go to bed last night...

And there is so much exercise...

It should be worse than my own condition...

Chairman Miyamoto tried his best to open his eyes and look at his wife's face, but except for the fact that his wife's skin seemed to be exuding a halo, he couldn't see any fatigue or discomfort.

Even when he occasionally looked in the direction of the kitchen, the strong aura on his face was so bright that it made Chairman Miyamoto wonder if he had just had a dream last night.

But when Mrs. Miyamoto walked around the sofa to help Chairman Miyamoto back to the bedroom, Chairman Miyamoto keenly noticed that his wife was very careful when walking. She seemed to be afraid to touch the ground and could only walk lightly on tiptoes.

Moreover, the legs are not closed as tightly as before when walking. Instead, a wide gap is left between the thighs, and the feet can even appear outward involuntarily when walking.

Not a dream!

It really happened!

Last night...my wife and Shouma Utakami...

Due to his excitement, Chairman Miyamoto felt dizzy.

After recovering, although my body was still heavy and tired, my mood felt relaxed and joyful for some reason, as if I had accomplished something important, and I felt a sense of satisfaction beyond words.