Outside the door, a beautiful woman with an outstanding figure was eavesdropping in the corner, her restless, elastic thighs crossed and rubbing, as if dancing to the rhythm of the sounds within. In the deep darkness, the sound seemed to have a life of its own, shuttling and leaping in the silent night sky, sometimes low, sometimes high.
At first, it was just the whisper of the breeze blowing through the treetops, like a humming poet, telling the long night in a faint tone. Gradually, these sounds became clearer, as if countless hands were playing an invisible symphony in the darkness. Suddenly, a high-pitched singing cut through the night sky, like the brief, bright flash of a falling star.
This sudden sound made everything in the darkness seem to pause for a moment, and then it returned to its original rhythm. Then, the sound of gurgling water came from afar—the whisper of the stream in the darkness, gently lapping against the hard shore, making a crisp sound. This sound was like a melodious nocturne, making one feel relaxed and content.
In the interweaving of darkness and sound, it seemed that another mysterious power was quietly awakening. Sometimes a deep digging, sometimes a soft rubbing, as if telling an ancient and mysterious legend. And in the endless darkness, these sounds seemed to be the only light, guiding them towards ecstasy.
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When everything returned to calm, all that was left was the limp body, the floor slick with fluids, and the shallow breathing of someone who had fallen asleep from utter exhaustion. Having expended a tremendous amount of energy, Katsura Manami closed her beautiful eyes, slowly calmed her rapid breathing to recover her strength, and waited for the person inside to fall into a peaceful slumber.
In life, you truly have to lose something in order to gain enlightenment, just as Asakura lost his moral compass and gained "wings."
Under the moonlight, Katsura Kotonoha hugged the boy beside her, a sweet and contented look on her sleeping face. The battlefield was a mess, and the exhaustion after the "battle" had quickly lulled her into a deep sleep. The energetic Asakura felt nothing, after all, the opponent was just a virgin girl. He didn't need to exert any effort to "take her down." Her soft body was warm and sweet, which made him sleepy. This day was probably over. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
The darkness was split open by a sliver of light as the bedroom door was gently pushed open. Katsura Manami tiptoed in and locked it. After waiting for so long, they should all be asleep. With a deep inhale, she sniffed the rich and mingled scent in the room. Looking at the two people closely connected, her eyes flickered with a complicated emotion, and then were filled with eagerness and desire once more. Kotonoha, you won't blame Oh Ka-san, after all, Oh Ka-san, I also need a man to rely on.
Mrs. Katsura gently spread her daughter's arms and thighs apart, moving them aside without leaving a trace. She eagerly nestled into the warm embrace, greedily inhaling the fresh and unique scent. Her gorgeous red lips couldn't wait to kiss his, and her snake-like tongue swept over his. Just a light touch, and she felt the "dragon" stirring. Ah, Asakura-kun is still so energetic. It seems that my daughter, you can't satisfy your man very well. But it doesn't matter. As Oh Ka-san, I will take on your unfinished responsibilities. Just leave it to your mother with confidence.
In ancient times, Mulan joined the army in place of her father, and today, a wife was fighting in place of her daughter. Truly a modern legendary tale.
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To do something well, there are always several indispensable elements, either do the homework beforehand or carry cheat sheets with you, and it was obvious she knew this well. Mrs. Katsura prepared for the task with the same focus as enjoying ice cream. Asakura, who had just entered a light sleep, was awakened by the noise. Looking at Katsura Manami, who was "drinking milk" like a kitten, he couldn't help but wonder if she was still dreaming, until he pinched himself hard and suddenly realized the reality.
"Are you crazy? Kotonoha is still here!" Asakura suddenly became nervous. If Kotonoha knew about this scene, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen.
"It's okay. Kotonoha has been a very sound sleeper since she was young. Even if we make a loud noise, it will be difficult to wake her up." Mrs. Katsura didn't forget to do her "homework" while explaining. Her bewitching eyes were glued to the handsome face of the young boy.
"Besides, wasn't it Kotonoha who failed to satisfy Asakura-kun? This is all her fault. As an Mom, I need to help my daughter at times like this. Besides, Asakura-kun's body is also very... honest."
What do you mean his body is honest? It's just the strong recovery ability brought by his sensitive skin. Madam Katsura, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? Besides, being intimate with her mother next to her lover, no matter who it is, his body will react.
"Even so, can we go to your room? It's too... dangerous here."
"Don't you think it's better and more intimate here, Asakura-kun? As an Mom, I have to fulfill my responsibility for my daughter, so I have to be in front of her... to serve as a role model."
Katsura Manami took a deep breath, her cheeks flushed with charm and a touch of madness. The flame of a suppressed desire burned in her heart. Why could her daughter be happy so easily? The resentment accumulated over the years and the yearning of her mature body made her even more eager to obtain her own happiness and satisfaction. What you can't do, your mother will do it, what you can't satisfy, your mother will satisfy.
Watch carefully, Kotonoha, Oh Kasan will teach you this time, this is how Asakura-kun uses it!
The "Dinghai Shenzhen" slowly sank into the "water," making a series of earth-shaking "splashes," while outside, the green trees were filled with the chirping of swallows and the singing of orioles.
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"Asakura-kun, come over here a little..."
"You're crazy!"
"For Asakura-kun, I'm willing to do anything."
Asakura silently looked at the sleeping face of the girl beside him. Her delicate features were filled with peace and satisfaction, as if every cell in her body was relaxed. Kotonoha's consciousness began to blur, as if she was in a hazy dream, where dreams and reality were intertwined and difficult to distinguish. Sometimes, she seemed to hear soft music coming from nearby, and sometimes, she seemed to feel the breeze gently brushing her cheeks.
He heard the raindrops falling on the green grass. No, it was the dew that suddenly fell from the sky in the dark night, evenly sprinkling on the girl's lovely face. It was a gift from nature and also the final lesson of a mother's personal instruction.
Madness knows no age, just do it if you want to. People are born free, but they are always in chains. Asakura and Katsura Manami escaped from their inhibitions for a moment in the dark night. They kissed and embraced each other. Don't ask what love is, just ask what they just did.
Youth is a bumpy journey, with a beauty that is only realized in retrospect.