## Chapter 1760 – The Foreigner With Black Hair – My Wives Have Become Younger
After enjoying ourselves for a good while.
“Haa, Blackie. I like you so much.”
A worn-out Winia snuggled into my arms, speaking in a voice filled with affection. Seriously, though. Every time I see Winia like this, I go crazy with how cute she is.
Small and petite, but with huge breasts, acting all cute like this is just the most lovable thing. The way she’s usually prickly is another charming point.
“Hehehe, me too. Winia. Stick closer to me.”
“Okay.”
“Rub your face on me too.”
“Alright.”
—Rub rub.
As requested, Winia rubbed her face against my chest. I like rubbing my face on Winia’s chest too, and it seems Winia feels the same.
“Blackie. I’m the happiest person in the world.”
“Because you’re with me?”
“Yeah.”
“Of course, being with me is the only way to be the happiest in the world. Winia. I appreciate that feeling so much that I’ll shower you with affection.”
“Hehe. What nonsense. Blackie, hurry. Stroke my hair.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
—Rub rub.
I ruffled Winia’s hair and stroked her ears as she acted like a spoiled child in my arms. She’s a woman who loves being touched by me, no matter what.
She’s just too cute.
“Blackie… I’m so happy. The fact that you enjoy my body.”
“Why are you saying something so obvious all of a sudden?”
Is it even possible to get tired of Winia’s body?
She’s pretty, and sure, she’s a bit short, but that’s part of her charm. Plus, her breasts are huge. And her personality is so cute, there’s no way I could get tired of her. I want to touch her breasts every time I see her.
Even if I’m a Heavenly Demon or whatever, I can’t resist breasts.
“Look, Winia. I’m hard again.”
“Oh.”
I got hard again.
“Winia, I just want to touch you and hug you every time I see you. So why are you acting surprised?”
“Hehe. Oh, really, you’re so embarrassing. Blackie, you’re always talking nonsense, but you say such pretty things. Blackie, thank you.”
—Kiss,
Winia, quickly cheered up by the compliment, kissed me on the face.
“I’m more thankful. You make me happy every day like this.”
“It’s the same for you, Blackie. Do you know how fun it is to show you my body and get you excited? Being recognized for my feminine charms by a wonderful husband like you… I’m really… so happy. I feel new every day.”
“Winia, your breasts are new to me every day too.”
How can such big breasts have such a beautiful shape?
“Hehe. I love that so much. That you’re addicted to my boobs. That means you like my milkers that much.”
“Winia… saying ‘milkers’ is a bit much.”
“Huh?”
“They’re my most precious treasures.”
Winia’s breasts are a treasure on a transdimensional level.
“You really love them, huh. Here, Blackie. Touch them as much as you want.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Blackie. You have to keep praising me and loving me, okay? And touch my breasts every day too.”
“Winia. Isn’t forcing myself on you when you tell me not to exactly what I do? What are you worried about? Especially when you’re trying to seduce me in that sexy school uniform.”
“Hehe. Yeah. Anyway, Blackie. If there’s anything you want, tell me anytime. I’ll do anything for you.”
“Then a boob stamp on my face.”
“Later.”
Who knew getting a boob stamp on my face would be so wonderful? It’s so good I’m getting addicted.
“But Winia. Why are you saying all this all of a sudden? Have I not been telling you I love you enough lately?”
“Well.”
“Winia, I love you. Forever. Winia, you’re my woman forever.”
“Blackie… When I hear things like that, I start lactating…”
“Let’s make a Milky Way with your breast milk. The Milky Way. People on Earth used to imagine it was made from the breast milk of a goddess.”
“What? Is that true?”
Is there a reason the Milky Way is called the Milky Way? Winia reacted as if she was dumbfounded.
“Of course, it’s true.”
“So Earthlings are all like you, Blackie. No way, imagining the Milky Way was made from the breast milk of a goddess?”
“It’s proof that ancient people liked breasts too.”
If we were using tags, it would be: Big Breasts. Goddess. Breast Milk. Ejaculation. Ancient Greeks also enjoyed imagining a goddess with big breasts spraying milk.
“So Winia. Hurry. Spray breast milk into my mouth.”
“You’re such a pervert, Blackie. Hehe. Alright. I’ll do it. But Blackie. You have to grant me one wish to receive it.”
“What wish?”
“It’s a very important wish, but it’s easy. Just get Winia pregnant.”
“Wait, you’re asking me to make a second child?”
“Blackieee♥ I want a second child♥”
Winia immediately started acting cute!
“You used to say you’d let me have thousands and millions of children, but it’s still just Nick. I want to have more of your babies. I’ve been saying it for months, months! Huh? That’s why I did this event with my sisters wearing this sexy school uniform.”
“Oh my.”
The new feeling from the outfits was all a protest demanding pregnancy?
“Haa, alright. I can’t put it off any longer. Winia. I’ve always said, I was going to make a second child after the kids were all grown up to some extent.”
“I know that. You’ve always said it.”
“So no matter how much I listened to you, I was going to postpone it, but now you can’t stand it anymore, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Alright. Then let’s set a date and get pregnant.”
“Really? Yay! Blackie, I love you!”
—Kiss kiss.
Winia, clinging to me, kissed my face and squealed with joy. If more children are born, well, each of them being firstborns, it means less time to spend with those kids.
That’s why I was going to wait until they grew up. But well, looking at them these days, it seems like they’ve all grown up quite a bit.
It’s okay to make a second child, right?
“Blackie. Shall I make a Milky Way with breast milk for you?”
“Yeah.”
—Slide.
Winia brought her heavy breasts towards my face. And then, grabbing her own breasts, she started squeezing out breast milk herself.
“I can see the Milky Way before my eyes.”
“Blackie. You really won’t postpone it anymore, right? You’re really going to make a second child now?”
“Alright. Now go tell them. That I won’t postpone it anymore.”
“Yay!”
It reminds me of the old days.
There was a time when my goal was to make countless children. I’ve been living with that goal since I first met Claudia and started living with her. What intense memories… Memories that make me happy every time I think about them.
“Alright. I have to have at least a hundred.”
“Blackie. I think I’d be so happy if that happened.”
“Hehehe, you like it that much?”
“Yeah. Because they’re the culmination of the love between you and me.”
“Kuh!”
Winia is so lovable!
* * *
After spending a long time cuddling with Winia, I came out. Playing with Winia like this naturally makes me think of Nick.
Then I have to go find him.
—Bang.
“Nick Nick Nick.”
I burst into the room and call for Nick.
“Ah! Dad’s here again! Why did you come!”
“That’s my son. Have you graduated from middle school syndrome yet?”
“It still torments me…! I’m afraid to search my name on the internet!”
Seeing him clutching his head, I think he’s really my son.
“Hehehe, overcoming that is how you become an adult.”
“I don’t want to be an adult anymore! Why did I even have such dreams! I’ll live as a child forever!”
“You little brat, geez. But I thought it was so cute how you treated this dad with respect. Hehehe.”
“Khaaaaaaaak!”
“Well, I knew your ‘sincerity’ in respecting this dad.”
“That’s a lie!”
“Yeah. Bullshit.”
Anyway, Nick escaped from middle school syndrome and is suffering from his dark past, but he hasn’t given up on his music career.
“So how is it these days?”
“I’m working under a different name again. Honestly, I think that’s better… Keuk, damn it. I’ve done too much!”
This is my son!
Pain and embarrassment! Those things torment him, but he moves forward somehow because he has a goal! That’s my son, Winick!
I’m so proud!
And honestly, I’ve been rewatching Nick’s music video whenever I get the chance. The song is really good.
“Well, I heard that from outside.”
“Outside…? Father? What are you talking about?”
“The reason why you stopped uploading music videos suddenly is because your middle school syndrome was cured…”
“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!”
“So I was wondering if you were secretly washing your name and working…”
“Aaaaaaaaak!”
It seems like he needs more time to be freed from the pain. Anyway, Nick, you cute little bastard. You’re just so cute like Winia.
“Anyway, Nick. Well, I came to talk to you since I thought of it.”
“What? Wa, wait. I feel something ominous! If you’re going to say something weird to your son again, go back!”
“No. It’s not that.”
“Please! Don’t talk about my aunts! It’s awkward and embarrassing that Mom and my aunts are wearing pigtails!”
He’s secretly worried about that.
“No. What’s wrong with pigtails? You can unify them.”
“You even unified your ages to your twenties! I don’t want to know that Mom and my aunts are doing that…!”
I guess so.
Well, if I was born and had one dad and eight moms and aunts, and all the moms and aunts were wearing pigtails and claiming to be in their twenties, I think I’d give up thinking.
“Anyway, that’s not important. Nick. Don’t you want a younger sibling soon?”
“Stop talking about younger siblings!”
“Like it a little, you brat.”
I thought a lot when I made the first one, but I’m thinking a lot again now that I’m making the second one.
“Don’t tell your son things like that and do it yourself! Why do I have to hear those stories from a weird dad!”
“I can talk about younger siblings, geez. You’re so sensitive. Anyway, you should make a song to sing when your younger siblings are born.”
“Nooooooooo?! What is this man talking about!!!”
“I want to see some of my son’s talent.”
I’m looking forward to the congratulatory song.
“You’re now our family’s exclusive bard.”
“Exclusive bard, my ass!”
“Kya. Looking back, this dad used to be called a murder bard. To be succeeding that. Huh? I’m just so touched, touched.”
“Murder bard, my ass!!!”
