Kaur’s family lived right next door to Roland’s house. What difference would it make if Roland stayed at his own place versus Kaur’s?
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Wouldn’t that essentially give Kaur’s two consecutive days to monopolize Roland?
Why should she get that advantage?!
Yukio couldn’t accept it, no matter how she thinks of it. She couldn’t bear to wait that long—not even a single day! Every moment without Roland felt unbearable!
In the end, Yukio agreed to the proposal. Firstly, her best friend’s mind was made up, and her objections would be futile.
Secondly, if that was the case, all they needed to do was snatch Roland away on that day. This would also serve as a lesson to the Kaur family, making it clear that outside of arranged meetings, they stood no chance against her family!
After all, Yukio and Kasumi were old rivals, and such a demonstration of dominance was essential. Thus, Yukio relented for the time being.
Once all the arrangements were settled, Yukio tossed her phone aside and focused on embracing Roland.
"Roland, it seems we’ll have to part ways temporarily tonight. Look, we only have this little time left. Shouldn’t we make the most of it?" Yukio wrapped her legs tightly around Roland’s waist, clinging to him like an octopus.
Their bodies melded together, their warm bellies pressed skin-to-skin. The soft, intimate contact left them both utterly captivated.
Roland could feel Yukio’s desperate embrace, as if she wanted to press him even closer, to draw him deeper inside her, as if she wanted to absorb his entire being into her own.
Even without a word, Roland could sense the urgency in her heart, a silent plea that could be summed up in one words: More!
Hold me tighter, thrust harder, kiss me with more passion!
Give your aunt Yukio more, let her feel more of you!
When the deepest part of her body felt his forceful thrusts, Yukio was overwhelmed with pleasure. Now she’d likely be unable to separate from Roland again later.
Though that would be ideal—to never be apart.
To be forever intertwined with him—wouldn’t that be a blissful existence?
Yukio began to writhe uncontrollably, her pussy folds tightening in his dick.
"Aunt Yukio, I know you want this, but it’s getting late. Shouldn’t I start making lunch? And it’s not good for Yuki to keep hiding in the bathroom like this." Roland deliberately thrust deeper into Yukio, pushing her to the brink of ecstasy until her eyes rolled back and saliva dripped from her lips. Only then did he ease his movements slightly.
"Yuki? I almost forgot that girl was even here," Yukio said, as if suddenly remembering something. She quickly glanced toward the bathroom door.
The door remained tightly shut, but bathroom doors offered little to none soundproofing. It was easy to imagine that Yuki had heard everything happening in the living room.
While it wouldn’t matter if Yuki discovered her mother’s sordid, deprave, immoral, sinful and taboo behavior at this point, it still seemed wrong to abandon her youngest daughter and carry on wildly in the living room as if she didn’t exist.
After all, Roland was now nominally on a matchmaking date with Yuki. What kind of message did it send to Yuki when they were openly using her date right in front of her?
Reluctantly, Yukio sighed, "Fine, let’s do it one last time. Let Aunt Yukio savor you one more time. After this, go comfort Yuki."
"Alright, I wanted to savor Aunt Yukio one last time before leaving. Let’s get started."
"Wait, don’t move. Just keep thrusting hard. Aunt Yukio loves that feeling...of having your big dick snuggle insider her pussy. "
"This... okay, I want you to be happy too."
Roland paused for a moment, then reluctantly complied with Yukio’s wishes.
He had originally intended to move, not because he had excess energy to burn, but because... he needed just one more completion of his Final Affection Mission.
The mission required him to maintain full contact with Yukio for at least ten minutes. Simply being joined for ten minutes wouldn’t complete it; he needed to thrust continuously for the entire duration...
Oh well, he thought. The mission will be completed sooner or later. Right now, I need to make aunt Yukio to reach her peak.
So Roland poured all his strength into pressing down on her, refusing to let up.
Just as Yukio’s eyes began to roll back again... this time, Roland didn’t ease his grip. Instead, he intensified his thrusts!
*Pak! Pak! Pak!
"Slo..w down ..ohh! Aghn...I’m cumminnggg"
In less than a minute, Yukio finally experienced the peak.
Under the intense stimulation, her eyes rolled back, the moans echoed once more, and the intoxicating nectar overflowed from the corners of her both lips.
Finally, her body shuddered violently, squirting on Roland chest, before she collapsed completely, utterly satisfied onto the sofa.
Though Yukio’s body still twitched slightly, her heavy gasping had ceased, suggesting she had temporarily fainted.
This time, she’s been pleasured to the point of unconsciousness!
Well, it seems Aunt Yukio has no choice but to stop now, even if she doesn’t want to.
Roland had unexpectedly discovered an effective method to make Yukio stop, a trick he might need to use again in the future.
Gazing at the mature beauty collapsed in his arms, Roland couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction. He leaned down to kiss the corner of Yukio’s lips, gently sucking away the overflow saliva, before finally reluctantly parting from her.
At that moment, Roland was astonished to realize that while he and Yukio had been lost in their blissful oblivion, Haruno had been quietly enjoying herself with the Buzz Buzz her mother had tossed to her.
As a result, under the relentless irrigation of the mother-daughter duo, Roland surveyed the living room and found it in a sorry state. Not only was another sofa stained, but the surrounding tables and floor were now a slippery, unsightly mess of water stains.
This is too filthy! he thought. Did I really make a mother and daughter this depraved and corrupted to their desires?
This is truly... delightful..(ˉ﹃ˉ)
"My dear Haruno, could you please help me clean up?" Roland approached Haruno again, his voice dripping with mischief.
"Huh? Getting bolder, aren’t you? Daring to talk to me like that now?" Haruno glanced at the "crime scene" left by her family man. Not only was Roland’s "semen" still lingering on his dick, but there was even some of her mother’s lubricant...
He actually wants me to clean this up?
"So,my dear Haruno, will you?"
"Hmph, don’t let this happen again!"
Haruno shot him a resentful glare, then couldn’t resist licking her lips. She tossed her hair back and leaned down toward him. Her right hand slowly hold his dick and stroking it gently as her lips approached it.
This brat... still as infuriating as ever.