Chapter 23 – 23. The Widow Is Sticky!
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Ayame Yagitsune sees Roovelt panicking and is delighted that her plan is on track.
‘Really, Rouvelt-sama is reacting with my body. Really me… I look attractive as a woman.’
Louvelt, who is known as the golden giraffe, has great wealth, good looks, and outstanding skills.
The fact that her Louvelt was excited about her own body gave Ayame her pleasure as a woman as well.
She sipped kitsune goroshi with Rouvelt, leaving her slightly heated body and relaxed mind.
The fact that she was recognized as a female accepted it more than usual.
‘You’re embarrassed, Mr. Roovelt… Cute.’
At the same time, the embarrassed look of Louvelt, who was younger than her, tickled Ayame Yagitsune’s chest.
“Ah, Ayame-san. Please don’t do this. Even if you don’t…”
Just like last time, as if trying to tear Ayame Yagitsune away, Louvelt reached out for her.
However, Ayame Yagitsune could feel that she was more clumsy and hesitant than before.
‘Because Rouvelt-sama is kind, even if he backs down like this, he really can’t stop supporting us. But you don’t know what the human heart is. More sure….’
Yagitsune Ayame grabbed the wrist of her Roobelt, who had reached to drop herself, and brought it to her own chest.
Her oversized Roovelt hand touched her breasts, Yagitsune Ayame.
“Yes….”
“Ah, Ayame-san!?”
‘Rouvelt’s hand… It’s big He’s a man after all.’
Ayame Yagitsune feels the touch of a man she has not tasted for too long, along with a little sensitive stimulation from her, perhaps because of her drunkenness.
Her body grew hotter as she thought of what she was going to do in the future.
“I’m serious, Mr. Roovelt. This body. My breasts that you are touching right now… Everything belongs to Mrs. Roovelt.”
“Gulp…!”
I could hear her swallowing saliva.
Her ecstasy and excitement enveloped Ayame Yagitsune even more at the fact that Louvelt had focused her expectations and her excitement as a man on himself.
Not Yagitsune Ayame as the mother who loves Yagitsune Kagura.
Ayame Yagitsune’s self-esteem as a female who captivated her males and received intense attention was being filled.
Her sense of self-esteem and her excitement, her guilt for capturing her benefactor by obscene means fades away, and what remains is a sense of immorality that makes the young Rouvelt feel strong sexual arousal in herself, which inflames her even more. I just did it.
“Come on, Mr. Roobelt. Touch it a little more as you like.”
Pressing the back of Rouvelt’s hand against her chest, he induced Roovelt to feel the touch of her chest.
“Yes…!”
Ayame Yagitsune groaned at the man’s touch, which felt stronger.
“Ah, Ayame-san!
First of all, the promise to continue sponsoring was obtained through a covenant.
However, Ayame Yagitsune, who had already decided to properly seduce Louvelt, had no intention of ending it like this, and she did not want to end it.
“I’m glad, Mr. Roovelt. Thank you very much. Then, as promised, from now on, my body belongs to Mr. Roovelt.”
“Why are you talking like that…!”
Louvelt’s hand continued to pretend to be taken aback at Ayame Yagitsune’s words as he pushed forward.
Yagi Tsune Ayame tucked into her own shrine maiden outfit.
Molkan! And directly, Ayame Yagitsune’s chest made contact with Rouvelt’s hand.
“…!? Ah, Ayame-san, this is…!”
Ayame Yagitsune whispered in Louvelt’s ear in a strange voice.
“For Mr. Roovelt… I’m not wearing anything underneath. Of course… Underneath. Mr. Roovelt… Wouldn’t you like to have me?”
“That, that’s…”
‘I’m perplexed. I’m hesitating. It’s coming over Rouvelt… That Rouvelt. Rouvelt-sama, who saved me and Kagura and gave me many favors, is taking over my body.’
Her guilt turns into a sense of immorality, which further excites Ayame Yagitsune.
And she tried to relieve her guilt of her guilt in a different way.
‘I’m sorry, Mr. Roovelt. In return, I will make you very happy with my body.’
In the end, Ayame Yagitsune’s feelings come down to doing it with Rouvelt.
There was nothing to hold her back as her daughter, Yagitsune Kagura, was not here for her.
At that time.
Kwak!
“Huh!”
Rouvelt’s hands independently gripped Ayame Yagitsune’s chest.
She lifted her face slightly and looked at Rouvelt.
Roovelt said to Ayame Yagitsune, making her horny male face and exhaling her rough breath.
“This… Ayame-san brought it on himself.
“Ah….”
Roovelt admits to himself, revealing her sexuality to himself.
He made Rouvelt, who was normally so trustworthy and gentlemanly, into a male himself.
Thinking of that made Ayame Yagitsune’s heart skip a beat.
Her stomach felt hot.
When I thought of the time I would spend with Rouvelt in front of me, who had turned into a male, my body heated up.
Yagitsune Ayame had a bewitching smile that she never smiled normally.
“Yes. It’s all my fault, Mr. Roovelt. So please, Mr. Roovelt… Play with my body as much as you want.”
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I didn’t expect Ayame-san to be so incredibly active.
Besides, no bra and no panties?
She was totally an appeal begging to fuck her self.
I’ve heard rumors that widows are lewd here and there, and there were times when Hubungkun lightly offered them as subject matter with a sinister smile.
Indeed, the widow, Ayame-san, had her lewdness emanating from her body.
Whoopungkun!
The widow was really lewd!
Lewdness is also lewdness, but Ayame-san felt lewdness overflowing with magical beauty.
How to say… The kind of mamangmi who takes delight in completely seducing a younger person and making them shake their waists like crazy?
I could clearly feel that I was experiencing such lustful joy that had a strong sense of Oneshota.
Although I did act like that, the effect was outstanding.
By the way.
Castings castings castings.
It’s this chest foul
What is it, it looks like a foul, but it has a great volume and a chewy texture that seems to suck your hands.
Hand… Don’t stop!
“Huhhhhh! Mr. Roobelt likes breasts.”
Ayame-san said with a tone that seemed to be looking at a little mischievous child.
Later, I’m going to show off my things and overwhelm them, so let’s tune in to Ayame-san’s rhythm for now.
I want to play a little doctor Oneshota or Maman.
“It’s not just a good chest.”
Alright, since we’ve already shown that we’ve gone overboard, let’s go a little bolder.
“Because it’s Ayame-san’s breasts, you’re losing your mind!”
While providing sincere service for Ayame!
I roughly unwrapped Ayame-san’s miko costume.
Ayame-san’s raw breasts, which had a volume so high that a swaying sound effect could be heard in her head, were exposed.
The sight is truly overwhelming.
Bigger than kagura
Ayame’s colossal breasts, which are thought to be passed on in G cups, were exposed.
Two pretty pink nipples settled on his large breasts, and the appearance of drawing a pink circle along with the breasts had a demonic nature that would make him erect immediately.
I grabbed Ayame’s bobbing chest with both hands and fixed it.
It wasn’t that I was led by Ayame-san with one hand and grabbed it.
The feeling of holding a large marshmallow that I can feel while kneading it with my own hands.
What’s more, it boasts so much softness that the fingers are buried in the chest and the chest wraps around the fingers.
Ah… ! This is the devil’s stew.
It’s a jizzie who turns men into beasts and turns them into babes of sexual desire who want to suck and touch them!
Ayame-san’s chest was so powerful that such feelings came out naturally.
“Huuuuu…! I’m glad you said that, Mr. Ruvelt. Aang!”
In addition, Ayame’s bizarre and sexy voice that comes out while touching his chest further inflames her sexual desire.
Another way to promote sexual desire compared to Rize, who is proud and devoted to service.
In the first place, the fact that Mr. Ayame is a widow itself is extremely disgusting, but this combination of touch and hearing drove me even more crazy.
Be a little more faithful to your desires.
“Miss Ayame!”
He grabbed his chest and buried his face between them.
Simply put, Kobak porridge on his chest.
It is a way to enjoy the feel of Ayame’s voluptuous and soft breasts with her entire face.
I feel Ayame-san’s chest with an area that is several times the size of what I felt with my fingers.
The softness of Ayame-san’s breasts was imprinted in my brain at a shorter distance than I could feel with my hands.
At the same time, the scent of flesh that feels cozy makes Juji feel comfortable and erect.
I don’t know how coziness and erection can go hand in hand.
It just happened.
Is this the feminine mystery?
A philosophical thought crossed her mind for a moment, but she regained her senses and removed her face.
“Did you like my breasts that much? You kept burying her face for five minutes.”
What?
5 minutes?
Not 5 seconds?
Ayame-san’s breasts seem to have her time machine function as well.
“Whoa, whoa, Ayame-san. Can I really do as I please?”
“Yes, of course. As I said, my body now belongs to Mr. Roovelt.”
After checking again.
“Cheup!”
“Aang!”
I sucked Ayame-san’s breasts.
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This is an illustration with a similar design to Rouvelt’s fiancé Ellie!!! Please think only the eyes are blue!!!
Of course, the copyright of the illustration belongs to me as the author!!!
