This man is a demon

At this time, she was wearing an elementary school student's swimsuit, which left a mark on her buttocks.

She subconsciously cupped her fingers around it, trying to cover more.

"It suits you very well, Mrs. Amano." Kitagawa Aki's eyes lit up. This sentence was not flattery. Amano Yua was very good-looking.

Her figure is much better than that of her daughter Amano Asahi.

When used by Amano Asahi, she is like a little girl who has not grown up at all.

Yua Amano is a petite wife who combines the youthfulness and unique flavor of a married woman.

"Thank you." Yua Amano felt uncomfortable.

"Come this way, please." Beichuan Qiu pointed at the film canvas: "We have to hurry."

"Oh, okay." Hearing the urging, Yua Amano hurried to the photo booth and stood there stupidly, feeling very restrained.

"Come on, be more natural and hold your head high." Kitagawa Aki held the camera in his hand, pointed the lens at the petite wife, and pressed the shutter as he spoke.

Yua Amano was very nervous, but with Kitagawa Aki's constant encouragement, she increased the amplitude of her poses.

"Well, you did a great job, Mrs. Amano. You have the talent to be a model." Kitagawa Aki took pictures, and beautiful words kept coming out of his mouth:

"Please lie down and get into a sexier position."

Yua Amano gradually loses herself in the praises of the handsome photographer.

When I heard the sexy pose, I was stunned.

After becoming a wife for so many years, I rarely hear this word.

Beichuan Qiu came up and couldn't help but put his hand on her arm, looking serious: "Mrs. Amano, please lie down first."

When she felt the boy's touch on her arm, Yua Amano felt something was wrong. She looked up and saw Kitagawa Aki's serious expression, and a feeling of embarrassment flashed through her heart.

It's normal for photographers to help models pose.

Yua Amano followed his hand's guidance and lay down on the photographic paper.

It's just that her legs are stretched out and her head is tilted back, which is not a particularly sexy pose.

As soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, her legs were spread apart.

Yua Amano's whole body was stiff.

"Mrs. Amano, please relax, you are doing a good job." Kitagawa Aki's gentle voice came back into her ears.

Amid the series of "clicking" sounds, Yua Amano gradually began to feel something strange.

Under the flashing lights, she seemed to have returned to her most youthful and beautiful period, and the eyes of the people around her were focused on her, just like now.

"Okay, Mrs. Amano, thank you for your hard work today." Kitagawa Aki suddenly closed the camera, stood up, and stretched out his hand, indicating that she could get up.

"Ah?" Amano Yua was stunned. She had just found the feeling and it was over. She felt weird for a moment, even a little reluctant.

Women have a natural obsession with taking photos.

"Yes, the reward is 500,000. I will transfer it to your account now. How much is in your bank account?" Kitagawa Aki smiled, took out his mobile phone, and operated it in front of Amano Yua.

"Oh, okay, my account is xx." After hearing the reward, Yua Amano came to his senses and quickly reported the number.

She watched Kitagawa Aki quickly transfer money on his mobile phone, and only came to her senses when a prompt popped up on the screen indicating that the transfer was successful.

Until this moment, she still felt a sense of unreality.

Adding the 10 just now, I have made 60 in this moment.

"You are a natural model." Kitagawa Aki smiled, then pointed to the dressing room and said, "Mrs. Amano, your work is done. I will have someone take you back later."

"Oh, okay." Amano Yua stood up. The turn was too fast and she was not mentally prepared.

When I thought about continuing to go to work in the supermarket, I felt a little regretful.

After a brief hesitation, she said, "If there are other jobs suitable for me in the future, please contact me."

"Oh~" Kitagawa Aki smiled and said, "Mrs. Amano, I have another private photography commission."

Chapter 223 Are You Looking for Me?

When Beichuan Qiu spoke, he had a harmless smile on his face and a bit of shyness on his cheeks. At least on the outside, he seemed like a good person.

"Private commission?" Yua Amano was stunned and looked at Kitagawa Aki.

She is not an innocent little girl, so she can guess some things. They are private matters, so the scale must be quite large.

If the target was a sleazy middle-aged man or a fat otaku, she would immediately refuse. But when the one who made the request was a handsome young boy, she hesitated.

The pleasant cooperation just now made her sure that the boy in front of her was a good person.

Every woman, deep down, has fantasized about cheating.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kitagawa, I..."

The beautiful thought only appeared for a moment before being suppressed by reason. She is the mother of three children.

"Two million yen." Kitagawa Aki blinked, with desire in his eyes: "Mrs. Amano, just put on a mask."

"Two million?" Yua Amano trembled. It is not easy to earn this amount by working part-time, and she can wear a mask.

The throat made a gurgling sound and the saliva was swallowed.

She was moved.

The young man in front of her turned into the devil's messenger at this moment and threw the forbidden apple at her.

Kitagawa Aki picked up the phone, moved his fingers quickly on the screen, and then handed the screen to Amano Yua: "Mrs. Amano, I have transferred the money to your account, please! Please help me for art!"

His voice was firm and immature.

The forbidden apple was forced into Yua Amano's mouth.

"I..."

She was still hesitating.

Kitagawa Aki reached out, took her arm, pulled her onto the photographic canvas, gently placed his right hand on her arm, and pulled the strap down from her shoulders to her arm.

The straps of the elementary school student-style swimsuit were pulled down, revealing the white collarbone and small hemispherical chest underneath.

Yua Amano's figure is much better than her daughter's, at least a B cup, but because of her petite figure, she looks a little small.

Her face turned red as she exposed one-third of her chest in front of the strange man.

"Mrs. Amano, please relax and look at the camera." Kitagawa Aki didn't give her time to think. He raised the camera in his hand and pointed the lens at her.

After going through the series of shots just now, Yua Amano reflexively straightened her chest.

Her movement caused the sleeve, which was originally hanging on her arm, to fall down a little further.

Half of the chest is exposed, and a small bulge is clearly visible.

Yua Amano wanted to cover it with her hands, but the sound of the camera clicking made her stay where she was, and some taboo in her heart was revealed.

After taking a few photos, Kitagawa Aki took out a mask from the side and said, "Mrs. Amano, please put it on."

Yua Amano took the mask and completely covered her slightly red cheeks.

She has big eyes, and after putting on the mask, only her big eyes are exposed. Anyone who sees her will think she is a mature little loli.

This time, Kitagawa Aki pulled open the other side of the strap.

The swimsuit slipped off her body, exposing her half-round breasts completely.

Yua Amano quickly reached out to cover her swimsuit, but the effect was not good and the bulge was clearly visible.

"It's okay, Mrs. Amano. The mask covers your face, and with the lighting effects, even your husband won't be able to recognize you." Kitagawa Akira said in a seductive voice: "He will just think, wow, this girl is so cute."

After he finished speaking, Amano Yuu's expression immediately relaxed a little.

Slowly let go of your hand.

Kitagawa Aki did not just take pictures of her chest. He guided Yua Amano to sit on the ground, spread her legs and make an M shape.

I pointed the camera between her feet and kept pressing the shutter.

Elementary school students' swimsuits have a wide coverage, so even if they open their legs, the contents inside will not be exposed.

Yua Amano heard her heart beating violently.

The boy lay between her legs, flicking the light on and off repeatedly, illuminating her private parts over and over again.

The shutter clicks sounded as if with some force, hitting it again and again.

At this moment, a finger suddenly pushed aside the crotch fabric.

"?" Yua Amano shuddered all over, and reflexively clamped her legs together, looking at the young man in front of her: "Mr. Kitagawa?"

"Mrs. Amano should know what I'm filming." Kitagawa Aki's hand was clamped, but he showed a puzzled look: "Madam, don't you want to?"

"I..." Yua Amano is not a naive little girl. Of course she knows what 200 million yen means.

After a brief hesitation, he slowly opened his legs again.

It was this tiny gap that Kitagawa Aki's fingers sank into.

"Ah!" Amano Yua let out a cry of surprise, and tried to close her legs, but then opened them again halfway, turning her head away, and speaking in a low voice:

"Please be gentle, Mr. Kitagawa."

"Of course." Kitagawa Aki held the camera in one hand, pointed the lens at his finger, and took pictures of it going in and out.

Housewives are different.

Much better than the experience of Amano Asahi.

Yua Amano closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. Her face was blushing under the mask, but she did not show too much embarrassment. The owner of the finger was a handsome boy. After putting on the mask, she became a different person.

And it wasn't uncomfortable, in fact... it felt a little comfortable.

"Come on." Kitagawa Aki pulled out his fingers, took one of Amano Yua's hands, guided her fingers, and did it himself.

Yua Amano wanted to refuse, but she was already in a state of panic.

I have done everything I shouldn't have done before.

It seems strange to be reserved now.

She turned her head away, switched to her middle finger, and started operating it in front of the camera.

Beichuan Qiu took her other hand and placed it on Xiaoqiu.

"?" Amano Yua was stunned and secretly opened her eyes, seeing that Kitagawa Aki had taken off his pants at some point and was sitting in front of her with his long legs.

The male and female features are less than a centimeter apart.

She didn't have the courage to say no, and thought to herself, "Forget it, as long as he doesn't go in, it won't be considered betrayal of my husband. Mr. Kitagawa did it for art."

The two of them were in a somewhat strange posture.

But a wife’s experience is not comparable to that of a little girl.

She used one hand to touch herself and the other to touch Xiaoqiu, achieving a special kind of synchronization.

Kitagawa Aki still held the camera and faithfully recorded this scene.

. . .

At the tram station, Kitagawa Toshiha held Amano Asahi's hand and walked to the entrance. She looked around, hoping to see the figure of the mysterious fortune teller.

"Shouye, what are you looking for?" Amano Asahi has been holding the hand of his friend today, with a helpless expression on his face.

The two were close friends, but she felt that Kitagawa Toshiha's behavior was a little too intimate.

Like lesbians.

"It's okay." Kitagawa Toshiha quickly retracted his gaze, fearing that he would arouse Amano Asahi's suspicion and repeat the same mistake: "I'll sleep at your house tonight."

"Ah?" Amano Asahi looked strange, crossing her arms across her chest. Her petite figure made her look very cute in this pose: "You're not a lolita lesbian, are you?"

"Yeah~" Kitagawa Toshiba took her hand and said, "I control you, so what."

While she was talking, her eyes were darting around.

"Is Shouye-san looking for me?" Feiyingxian, wearing a JK uniform, stood beside her with a smile.