Chapter 58

After tormenting Yazawa Emi for a whole morning, I summoned the team leader, who had been in charge of the investigation, in the afternoon to inquire about Senjougahara’s mother, who was on the investigation list.

“Senjouhara Izumi, Senjouhara Hitagi’s mother, 32 years old, is deeply worried because her daughter has been frail and sickly since childhood. Recently, her daughter Senjouhara Hitagi has fallen seriously ill, which has made Senjouhara Izumi even more worried. She has begun to show signs of blindly seeking psychological comfort through faith. However, according to our investigation, there are only such signs at present, and there is no action of believing in a cult. The above is a brief investigation result of Senjouhara Izumi. For more details, please refer to the information.”

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems things haven’t gotten as bad as described in the story. Actually, my initial concern about my daughter’s health was understandable, and I could barely accept superstition. But joining a cult would be too foolish. Instead of believing in those things, she should believe in me. So, in order to avert this tragedy, I decided to give this married woman a good talking-to.

Fortunately, I had kept a close eye on this woman who looked just like Hitagi Senjougahara when I first saw her. After following her to her house, I found out that she was indeed Hitagi Senjougahara’s mother. This gave me the opportunity to properly educate this mother and prevent her from going astray. Without further ado, I asked the head of the investigation team to leave, and then I drove to find Mrs. Senjougahara.

According to the investigation report I just received, Senjougahara Izumi should be praying in church or going out to buy some so-called superstitious items. Judging from this, if we leave her alone, once Senjougahara Hitagi’s illness miraculously heals, Mrs. Senjougahara will soon fall into the cult in the original story, and then things will turn out just like in the original plot. So we have to act quickly now.

With that thought in mind, I sped up my driving and soon arrived at the church. I scanned the area with my divine sense but didn’t see any trace of Senjougahara Izumi. It seemed she had already finished praying. So I immediately went to the market where Senjougahara Izumi often frequented during this time. I found her in a place that sold strange and unusual keepsakes.

There was a woman with beautiful long purple hair, eyes like deep blue gemstones, and a pretty face that looked eight or nine parts like Hitagi Senjougahara. She looked like a mature version of Hitagi Senjougahara. She wore a white long dress with a black coat over it, black stockings on her beautiful legs, and white high heels. Her fair and delicate hands were selecting items.

The stall owner was excitedly introducing various keepsakes, but I could tell at a glance they weren’t genuine items. They seemed more like random items he’d picked up to fool people. Clearly, Mrs. Senjougahara was one of those suckers, which made the stall owner especially happy. This lady had bought things from him several times, and he’d made a fortune from her.

I didn’t stop Senjougahara Izumi from buying those things that I considered worthless. I figured I’d wait until she finished shopping before using my ability to get her into the car. I didn’t have to wait long. After picking out several items, Senjougahara Izumi happily paid and left, and I followed her in my car.

After Mrs. Senjougahara walked onto the street, I immediately used a barrier to block other people’s perception of her. Then, I used a teleportation technique to directly transfer Mrs. Senjougahara into the car. Finally, I used a burst of true energy to knock Mrs. Senjougahara unconscious, and then drove away, returning directly to my home.

I simply carried Senjougahara Izumi in my large hands and brought her home. Sakuya seemed unfazed by this, though she gave me a disdainful look. But what could she do with a master like me? I kissed her cold, pretty face, and after Sakuya rolled her eyes at me, I carried the unconscious Senjougahara Izumi into my room.

I gently placed Mrs. Senjougahara on the bed, her long purple hair immediately spreading out. Accompanied by Senjougahara Izumi’s steady breathing, I touched Mrs. Senjougahara’s cheek with one hand, gently pinching her fair and smooth face, making her sexy little mouth slightly open, her delicate nose still emitting soft breaths in a relaxed and orderly manner. This time I didn’t plan to take it slow. For a woman like Senjougahara Izumi who was starting to act foolishly, it was better to do it first.

At this moment, Senjougahara Izumi was lying face up, her slender body with one leg, clad in a high heel, dangling in mid-air beside the bed. Looking at Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful legs in black stockings, I couldn’t resist placing my hands on her thighs encased in stockings, my hands eagerly caressing her legs back and forth. The smooth feel of the high-quality stockings traveled from my fingertips back to my brain, making me even more aroused.

“For the sake of your family, Mrs. Senjougahara, I’m going to teach you a lesson today and get you back on the right track.” My hands pressed tightly against Mrs. Senjougahara’s chest through her black chiffon blouse and white skirt, and soon began to slowly caress her. The thin chiffon blouse and skirt could not hide Mrs. Senjougahara’s full and firm breasts at all, and the soft texture flowed between my fingers, eagerly attracting me to explore further. I reached my hands to the sides of the black chiffon blouse and pulled it open, then reached to the bottom of the skirt and pulled it up directly.

Mrs. Senjougahara’s snow-white, flat abdomen was gradually exposed before my eyes. Only when her half-exposed breasts were fully revealed did I stop what I was doing and let the white skirt and top be rolled up above Mrs. Senjougahara’s breasts, so that her breasts, which were covered by a bra, were fully exposed.

“This pink, lace bra is so sexy.” With that, I buried my face between Mrs. Senjougahara’s exposed cleavage, savoring the full, textured flesh with my tongue. A series of fragrant and alluring aromas entered my brain. While licking her exposed breasts, I pulled on the bra straps and slowly pulled them down, one on each side.

I stared intently at the beautiful sight before me. Her full, rounded breasts showed no signs of sagging, and her two rosy, plump nipples were luscious and alluring. I couldn’t wait to tear open Mrs. Senjougahara’s pink lace bra and touched her breasts without saying a word.

“Mmm…” Senjougahara Izumi gasped softly as her tender nipples were touched. I leaned down and embraced Senjougahara-sama’s naked, snow-white, full upper body, kissing her two round and perky breasts haphazardly.

“These breasts are absolutely amazing.” I kneaded Senjouen’s right breast with one hand, while simultaneously opening my mouth to take her left breast into my mouth. My tongue deftly circled the areola, and my teeth gently nibbled at the nipple. Her full, soft breasts gradually began to rise and fall to a certain degree.

I held Mrs. Senjougahara’s body tightly, lovingly licking and kneading her breasts. Not satisfied with that, I extended my tongue and licked upwards little by little. Her delicate collarbone, her snow-white skin, no part was spared, all were carefully licked by me. Before long, I hugged Mrs. Senjougahara’s neck and began to kiss her passionately.

I reluctantly pinched Mrs. Senjougahara’s nipple, then got up and quickly stripped off all my clothes, before collapsing onto the unconscious Mrs. Senjougahara.

“Madam, you are truly amazing. Don’t worry, I will make you my possession and won’t let you go astray.” I pressed my fingertips slightly harder on Mrs. Senjougahara’s soft breasts, looking at her delicate features, her high nose tip small and upturned. I leaned closer, rubbing my head against her skin and feeling the unique fragrance of a mature woman.

Her round, delicate chin and small, exquisite mouth, with its slightly parted, sensual lips exhaling softly, seemed to beckon me to kiss her. And so I did, cupping Mrs. Senjougahara’s cheeks in my hands and pouncing on her like a hungry tiger. Our lips met tightly, and without much resistance, my tongue slipped into Mrs. Senjougahara’s small mouth.

“Mmm…” I freely stirred within Senjougahara’s warm, moist mouth, naturally not sparing her soft, fragrant tongue as well, taking it all into my mouth as well. At this moment, Senjougahara Izumi let out a few muffled groans, her lips pressed tightly together, a captivating fragrance wafting into my brain. The thrill and excitement of stealing her scent made my kiss even more intense.

A faint blush rose to the cheeks of the unconscious Senjougahara Izumi. Her alluring red lips parted slightly after a passionate kiss, and she breathed heavily. Most tempting of all was that Senjougahara Izumi was now almost completely naked from the waist up. My gaze continued to move downwards, my burning eyes sweeping over her pleated skirt. The pleated hem had somehow ridden up a bit, revealing most of her full, long, stockinged legs.

Looking down from directly above, a pair of beautiful legs in stockings are almost completely exposed in front of you. The two legs are tightly pressed together at the knees, while one stockinged calf is turned to the side, making it appear even longer and sexier. At the end of that calf is a pair of exquisite high heels, with a matte black upper and a red sole, creating a very alluring style.

With a “thud,” I held Mrs. Senjougahara’s ankles and slowly pulled her feet out of her high heels. A pair of fair and beautiful feet gradually appeared before my eyes. Her ten toes, painted with purple nail polish, were round and full. Looking closely through the thin black stockings, the blue veins on her fair feet were clearly visible.

I lay down, my gaze meeting that of Mrs. Senjougahara lying flat on her delicate body. I grasped Mrs. Senjougahara’s small feet in black stockings with both hands, slightly opening a gap. My gaze followed the shimmering stockings on her feet, along her straight and slender calves, past her stocking-covered knees and the inner thighs of her firm and full thighs, and finally reached the dark and mysterious forbidden area beneath her skirt.

A faint pink hue peeked out from beneath the thin black stockings—was it pink panties to match the pink lace bra? My heart swelled with desire. My hands began to caress Mrs. Senjougahara’s ankles, slowly moving upwards along her slender legs encased in stockings. The stockings were so smooth, and the heat emanating from her firm skin was simply irresistible.

“It really is pink, matching the bra, so cute and sexy.” My hands slid down her knees, continuing upwards along the inside of her plump, stockinged thighs, until her long legs were fully open. At this moment, the unconscious Izumi’s pair of bare breasts rose and fell slowly, exposing even her most precious parts to my eyes, completely unaware of how dangerous her chastity was.

I don’t know how alluring she was right now. Senjougahara Izumi’s slender waist was sexy and enchanting, and the pink suspender panties were faintly visible under her stockings. Below were her full, round, perky buttocks. I couldn’t help but lift up Mrs. Senjougahara’s two beautiful legs in stockings, and reach out my big hand to caress one of her buttocks, sometimes kneading and sometimes caressing it through the stockings.

Senjougahara Izumi’s plump buttocks were being squeezed out of shape. In the midst of my excitement, I held the two buttocks in my hands, sometimes gently patting Mrs. Senjougahara’s buttocks with my palms, and sometimes kneading her plump and elastic buttocks. Gradually, Senjougahara Izumi’s breathing became more and more rapid.

Feeling the soft touch of her full buttocks, I lifted one of her silk-stockinged legs, and slowly moved my hand from her buttocks to the center, pressing it against the cleft between Mrs. Senjougahara’s legs. Then I stretched out two fingers and slowly stroked along the cleft, teasing her gently.

“Hmm~” Half-asleep, the battlefield spring seemed to emerge from the chaos, vaguely sensing that someone was standing in front of her. Her heavy eyelids were like a curtain blocking her vision, and she was lying flat on a soft mat like a bed. Her whole body felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she couldn’t muster any strength anywhere. Her woman’s intuition told her that something was very wrong.

Not long after, Senjou Izumi felt her high heels being taken off. Then, a large hand enveloped the soles of her feet and began to gently caress them through her stockings. In a daze, her legs were spread apart, and then the large hand took advantage of the situation to touch her thighs. Her sensitive inner thighs were taken care of perfectly, and her legs, which were a little cold from wearing a short skirt, became warm after the caresses.

What terrified Battlefield Izumi even more was that her legs were being lifted up, her pleated skirt slowly sliding down her thighs, and then a hand pressed against her sensitive spot between her thighs, gently rubbing it. A faint sensation came from between her thighs, and then the hand struck again, pressing directly on her clitoris, accompanied by a slight tremor, and an incredibly real pleasure surged through her body.

“Madam, it’s time for me to see your little mouth down there.” This caused Senjougahara Izumi’s entire body to tense up reflexively, and she suddenly regained her senses. Who was it? I was holding a pair of silk-stockinged legs, fondling them between her thighs, when I felt the beautiful wife beneath me suddenly tremble, then her delicate body twist. I couldn’t help but press Senjougahara’s body down firmly to prevent her from moving around.

“Ugh…” Suddenly, the external force pressing down on her chest, coupled with the real feeling of her breasts rubbing and squeezing against another piece of skin, startled Zhan Yuanquan and made her fully awake. She saw a strange young man on top of her, her legs forcibly spread apart and pressed to both sides. Feelings of humiliation and fear enveloped her heart.

“No, you know what you’re doing. I’ll call the police, and they won’t let you get away with this.” Completely powerless to stop my hand reaching under her skirt, Izumi, who was being restrained, could only try to stop me verbally. She felt that hand pressing directly against her crotch, and a wave of humiliation washed over her.

“Mrs. Senjougahara, right? Lately you’ve been quite superstitious, haven’t you? You could try praying for a miracle; maybe you’ll be saved.” I ignored Mrs. Senjougahara’s words and continued what I was doing. This time, I was planning a simple and brutal conquest. Senjougahara Izumi could feel my hand caressing her, and occasionally, through her stockings and panties, it would gently penetrate her honeypot.

“No, not there, please, please let me go.” Sensing my actions, Senjou Izumi panicked and begged me to stop, unaware that this only fueled my desire. So, having tasted the pleasure, my hand slowly moved upwards, pulling up a corner of the pantyhose opening and aiming it at the seam of my underwear, before slipping it inside.

“No…” Senjougahara Izumi trembled and let out a cry as she felt her little hole being touched. I took the opportunity to extend an index finger, aim at Senjougahara-sama’s honey hole, and thrust it in, preparing to break down Senjougahara-sama’s defenses in one fell swoop.

Her honey hole was brutally violated, and the suppressed Senjougahara Izumi could only desperately close her silk-stockinged legs, but she couldn’t stop me from digging and probing. The previous violation plus the sudden intrusion of my fingers had already caused Senjougahara-sama’s honey hole to secrete some embarrassing fluid. Seeing this, my fingertips bent slightly, changing direction from time to time, and I dug and prodded more and more vigorously.

The crotch area, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, momentarily formed an irregular curve. Senjouhara Izumi’s two stockinged legs clenched and unclenched in discomfort. The immense humiliation still drove her to put up a desperate resistance, but it was futile for me. Gradually, her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and she had less and less strength left to use.

“Ah…no, please, let me go, I’ll give you anything you want.” I reached into the crotch of her pantyhose and grabbed the thin string on one side of Senjougahara’s pink panties. With a hiss, the pink panties came off. Senjougahara Izumi, feeling her last layer of protection fall away, struggled desperately.

“It seems that you still value chastity quite a bit, Madam. If I were to say that without me, you might have done something that almost ruined your daughter’s chastity, I don’t know if you would believe me.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? How could I do such a thing?” Senjouhara Izumi cried out, her voice choked with sobs.

“Madam, aren’t you becoming more and more superstitious? The deeper you go, the more likely you are to be used by some unscrupulous people and push your daughter into the limelight.” My words startled Senjouhara Izumi, but she quickly denied it.

“How could that be? Don’t talk nonsense. I believe in God, and God will naturally protect my family. You devil, stop spouting nonsense.” Although she’s not too deeply involved yet, if she continues like this, she’ll probably become a fanatic once Senjougahara Hitagi recovers from her illness. Luckily, she met me.

“No…” Her legs were suddenly spread apart, her pleated skirt caught at her waist, and her panties were gone. The beautiful scenery between her legs was fully exposed to my eyes. The thicker part of the black pantyhose could not protect her exposed lower body at all. Battlefield Izumi felt helpless. The purple forest was incredibly mysterious under the pantyhose, making people want to explore it.

“Ah…you…” A burst of heat came from the tear in the crotch of the pantyhose, and then a large mouth pressed against her labia. Battlefield Izumi squeezed her legs together in humiliation, but it was still to no avail. The full and shapely thighs in the stockings firmly clamped my head, unintentionally making it even more convenient for me.

Sniffing the unique scent of her genitals, I swallowed hard and kissed her slightly parted labia with fervor. Then, I pressed my lips together, sucking hard and occasionally sticking out my tongue to attack the tiny slit, giving Mrs. Senjougahara oral sex with all my might.

“Don’t lick!” Senjouhara Izumi cried out, gripping the sheets tightly. Her taut, black-stockinged thighs helplessly clamped around my head. My tireless licking made Senjouhara Izumi let out a soft moan.

“Then, madam, see if your god can help you escape this forced assault.” I left Mrs. Senjougahara’s crotch and kissed her haphazardly all over her plump, stockinged thighs, while my hands caressed her inner thighs and crotch. Faced with the intense stimulation between her legs, Senjougahara Izumi’s long, beautiful legs trembled slightly, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, constantly praying that someone would come to her rescue.

But that was obviously impossible, so Senjou Izumi could only silently endure me licking her thighs from the base of her thighs all the way down to her knees and calves. Her black pantyhose were licked until they were wrinkled, and then my big hands smoothed them out, leaving traces of my saliva that looked lewd and alluring.

“You…don’t…do that.” I kissed and caressed Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful legs in stockings again and again. These alluring legs in stockings were now in my arms, and I didn’t miss a single inch of their skin. The feel of those shapely and full thighs in stockings was just amazing.

“Madam, you’re so well-preserved. Why would such a beautiful wife believe in such nonsense? You’d be better off trusting me.” Senjouhara Izumi arched her legs, clenched her fists, and looked pained. After struggling for so long without any effect, Senjouhara Izumi was exhausted both physically and mentally, and all that was left was soft sobbing and weak resistance. Seeing this, I thrust forward with my erect penis.

“No…no…don’t…” Senjougahara Izumi realized my intention. Faced with the imminent loss of her chastity, Senjougahara Izumi once again exerted a burst of fighting strength to resist, but unfortunately it was of no use to me. I directly freed one hand to grab one of Senjougahara’s beautiful legs in stockings, lifted it high, and carried it on my shoulder. Then I pressed down on her other struggling leg in stockings and sank forward.

“Ah…” A tearing sensation came from the groin, and Senjouhara Izumi tilted her head back and let out a low moan. Immediately afterwards, her genitals were firmly pressed against by a hot, cylindrical object. As a wife and mother, she knew what this meant, so she instinctively twisted her waist back and forth, trying to get away from the hot thing.

I didn’t rush to penetrate her despite her resistance. Instead, I played with her, aiming my large glans at her slightly parted labia, only to deliberately slip it away, making her think that she was doing something effective. So she twisted her waist more vigorously, her pink labia scraping against the surface of my glans again and again, causing her to tremble slightly.

“Alright, the game’s almost over.” Seeing that Mrs. Senjougahara was almost done teasing, I put my hands on her stockinged legs. Upon hearing my words, Senjougahara Izumi’s expression froze, not understanding what I was saying. But she quickly realized that my already engorged glans suddenly pressed firmly against her slightly parted labia. Senjougahara Izumi found that she couldn’t escape at the base. With a thrust of my hips, my penis slowly pushed forward.

“Pfft…”

“No… ah…” A hot, full sensation instantly traveled from her lower body to the mind of Battlefield Izumi, followed by a piercing pain. She knew that her chastity as a wife had been completely violated by the young man in front of her. More painful than the physical discomfort, she felt even more distressed. In the end, her prayers were useless; no one came to save her.

“It’s so tight. It seems the god you believe in hasn’t come to save you, madam.” I watched as the wife beneath me turned pale with the moment I penetrated her, her whole body trembling violently, her head tilting back as she let out a series of cries of pain. This aroused me greatly. I leaned down, my body sinking, and with another thrust, my thick penis penetrated even deeper.

“How about it, madam? Mine is bigger than your husband’s, isn’t it?” I held up Mrs. Senjougahara’s silk-stockinged legs, leaned forward, and pressed my face directly against her small mouth.

“Waaah…” Tears streamed down the pale face of the battlefield Izumi, her small mouth tightly shut, trying to preserve her last remaining dignity.

“Still not giving up? Then I’ll play with you properly, Mrs. Senjougahara.” Having failed to kiss her, I wasn’t in a hurry to force open Mrs. Senjougahara’s mouth. Instead, I aimed at her breasts and began to knead and lick them. Meanwhile, my thick, long penis began to thrust in and out, and the tight, satisfying feeling was incredibly pleasurable.

“Pfft…pfft…pfft…” I held her two buttocks, which were covered by stockings, and thrust violently. Thinking about the battlefield Izumi, who was a wife, being fucked by me like this while wearing stockings, the tight feeling inside her vagina was really exciting.

“Does it feel good, Mrs. Senjougahara? Do you enjoy what I’m doing?”

“Ugh…no…” Upon hearing my words, Senjougahara Izumi could only shake her head helplessly.

“No one came to save you, does that mean your god is telling you that you should submit to me, madam?” Seeing Mrs. Senjougahara covering her pretty face with her hands and sobbing, I understood the psychological changes of the beautiful young woman beneath me. I roughly pressed Mrs. Senjougahara’s hands to her sides and increased the speed of my thrusting.

Senjougahara Izumi’s purple hair was disheveled from my ministrations, and her once elegant and delicate face was flushed red, yet she kept her eyes tightly closed, seemingly uncooperative. Her two stockinged legs, raised high, sometimes kicked wildly, sometimes tensed tightly, igniting my desire to conquer her. I picked up the limp Senjougahara Izumi and turned her over, then lifted her stockinged buttocks, so that she was kneeling on the bed with her legs on the ground.

“No… How could a demon like you…” Her disheveled purple hair swayed from side to side as Senjougahara Izumi’s head swayed. As her kneeling legs were roughly spread apart and her hands were twisted behind her back, Senjougahara’s resistance was completely neutralized, and then a warm feeling returned to her vagina.

This time there was not much resistance. With the previous thrusting, Mrs. Senjougahara’s vagina had gradually become wet. The wet labia were slowly pushed open, and the large glans squeezed into the little hole little by little. Accompanied by Mrs. Senjougahara’s low moan, my penis filled Mrs. Senjougahara’s honey hole once again.

“Ah…” The rock-hard penis scraped against the inner walls of Senjougahara’s vagina again and again, and began to slowly thrust in and out. The large hand behind her held her down. Senjougahara Izumi closed her eyes in humiliation, silently enduring the shameless violation from behind, hoping that all of this would end as soon as possible.

“Mrs. Senjougahara, you’re starting to get wet down there.” Senjougahara Izumi clenched her fists and didn’t respond. I wasn’t in a hurry. I reached my hands in from behind Mrs. Senjougahara and firmly grasped her breasts, one on each side.

“Mmm…” I leaned down, continuing to caress Mrs. Senjougahara’s breasts while gently kissing her smooth, fragrant back. My tongue swept over her fair and delicate skin inch by inch, and I could clearly feel the beautiful wife beneath me trembling slightly.

“Pfft…pfft…pfft…” The room was filled with the sounds of a man and woman having sex and saliva. I licked Mrs. Senjougahara’s white back several times. Finally, as I continued to explore, Mrs. Senjougahara could not resist her body’s instincts and accidentally let out a few moans.

“Ugh…no…um…um…”

“It seems you’re starting to feel it too, Madam.” Senjouhara Izumi was so angry she was about to faint. While her vagina was being fucked, one hand kept rubbing and slapping her buttocks, and sometimes it would reach between her thighs and slowly move down along the edge of her stockinged thighs, scraping back and forth on her inner thighs. Her sensitive areas were constantly being attacked, and the humiliation and intense stimulation tormented her nerves.

“Go ahead and scream, madam, no one here will hear you.” Under the light, her fair and smooth back sometimes tensed and sometimes relaxed. The crotch of her black pantyhose divided her slender body in two in perfect proportion, and an unbelievably thick penis kept going in and out of her buttocks wrapped in black stockings.

The rear-entry position meant that each thrust almost reached the depths of Senjougahara Izumi’s vagina, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. My strong body rose and fell, diligently working on Mrs. Senjougahara’s body. At this moment, the sexy and beautiful wife’s two trembling black-stockinged legs showed how intensely pleasurable she was experiencing.

Suddenly, I accelerated my thrusting and grabbed Senjougahara’s hands firmly from behind. My lower body kept slamming against Senjougahara’s black-stockinged buttocks. A large amount of vaginal fluid was brought out by my penis, and the pink vaginal flesh turned out slightly, and then it was pushed back in with my penis.

“No…don’t…shoot inside…” Izumi Senjou clearly sensed my intention and shook her head desperately.

“You…I beg you…please don’t…ah…”

“Oh, then call me husband, madam.” I reached out and slapped Senjougahara’s black-stockinged buttocks. Senjougahara’s hair flew wildly as I fucked her, her two beautiful breasts trembled wildly, and she even begged for mercy, greatly satisfying my desire to conquer.

“You…don’t even think about it…” Senjou Izumi gritted her teeth and glared at me with her deep blue eyes. Unfortunately, her watery and seductive gaze had no intimidating power at all; instead, it was full of charm.

“Is that so? Then, madam, you’d better prepare to receive my semen.”

“No…no…only this…don’t…” Her round, black-stockinged buttocks were repeatedly slapped, making “slap slap slap” sounds. As the sounds became more and more frequent and the intervals became shorter and shorter, the glans inside her vagina gradually began to swell. Senjouhara Izumi knew that she didn’t have much time left to choose.

“Husband…ah…no…don’t…shoot inside…” In the end, Senjougahara Izumi decided to compromise. After all, if the sperm were to be shot inside, she would get pregnant and that would be the end of her. So she could only close her eyes and cry out in shame, tears streaming down her face, foreshadowing Senjougahara Izumi’s feelings at that moment.

“Since you’re calling me ‘husband’ so cooperatively, shouldn’t a husband listen to his wife’s requests?” As expected, ejaculation inside is a major weakness of married women, which is why I decided to ejaculate a few more times to teach Mrs. Senjougahara a lesson. Since that’s the case, I’m not in a hurry to ejaculate inside her. My hot penis reluctantly left Mrs. Senjougahara’s warm and tight vagina, the large glans throbbing continuously. In an instant, a stream of milky white liquid spurted out, landing on her black-stockinged buttocks, fragrant back, beautiful legs, and the bed.

“Ah…” The heat from my semen caused Senjougahara Izumi, who had been holding back for so long, to climax. Her vagina contracted and gushed out a stream of vaginal fluid, which hit my lower abdomen. I never expected that Senjougahara Izumi would have a squirting experience. This left Senjougahara Izumi, who had never experienced squirting before, feeling confused and ashamed.

“You came on your first time, madam. It seems you enjoyed it.” I held Mrs. Senjougahara, who was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, in my arms. Her purple hair was disheveled, and she was covered in a light sheen of sweat and tears of humiliation. Mrs. Senjougahara curled up in my arms, trembling slightly, and did not say a word.