My son, cleaned up by Princess Haruhime's blowjob, is still burning with desire for a woman.
And Ichihime, who is in my arms, seems to be craving .昂Takabu
For Ichihime, Haruhime was her husband's concubine and family.
And as a woman, she was also a romantic rival for the husband's affections.
Having been thoroughly loved by me, and with her true feminine nature revealed as she reached the peak of ecstasy, she now lies there, her whole body trembling with happiness.
From Ichihime's perspective, she would surely want to be loved to the same extent as, or even more than, her partner.
After all, both Haruhime and I were engaging in the act while deliberately showing off to Ichihime, as if to provoke her.
"What's wrong, Ichi? You're really passionate."
But I deliberately speak in a feigned innocent voice.
Ichihime can no longer think of anything other than being held by me.
Her secret cleft, trembling and dripping with love juice, is twitching as she clings to me, trying to win my favor.
"Well, there's nothing I can do about it... I saw you and Princess Osamu having sex right in front of me—and in that impure orifice no less..."
"..."
"They looked so comfortable, so happy...it was as if—as if there was no place for me to enter their lovemaking..."
"...city"
My beloved wife had tears in her eyes.
She's sniffing and snorting, clinging tightly to my body.
I slowly readjusted my embrace around her—and then stroked her smooth, flawless back.
Then Ichihime said the words that were on the tip of her tongue...
He spilled everything.
"I... Ichi loves Princess Osamu... but I'm so anxious. I can't live without Lord Nagamasa anymore...! I don't want to lose Lord Nagamasa... My, my Lord Nagamasa... Please, don't go... Don't abandon Ichi...!"
"Ah... Ichi"
Without thinking, I hugged her tightly.
It seems that Ichihime's feelings are leaning more towards something else than jealousy .悋気Rinki煩慮Hanryo
At this point, we must love her thoroughly, spoil her, and remove all anxiety from her heart.
(I don't want my relationship with Haruhime to end up cornering Ichihime.)
I loosened my grip on Ichihime.
Then, perhaps feeling uneasy, she turned her unparalleled beauty towards me.
The princess, with tears welling up in her eyes, asks "Why?" in her anxiety.
I gently and softly pressed my lips against her fresh, luscious lips.
Suddenly, Ichihime wrapped both her arms around my neck and pressed her lips firmly against mine.
"Mmm... Lord Nagamasa... Lord Nagamasa..."
My beloved wife whispers my name deliriously, trying to pry open my lips with the tip of her tongue.
There was no particular reason to resist. As soon as I gently parted my lips, Ichihime's tongue slid in.
"Mmm, ju... mmm... mmm"
Except for the period of pregnancy, we've always been intimate and kissed each other.
She has completely mastered the art of using her tongue to please me.
They intertwine their tongues in their mouths, then suck up saliva while gently suctioning each other.
"Ah... slurp... mmm..."
Then she strongly sucks on my tongue, pulls it out of her lips, and entwines only the tip of my tongue with hers.
Also known as a picnic kiss, it's a tongue kiss that allows you to fully savor the softness of your partner's tongue.
A lewd slurping sound echoes, and from the tip of the tongue—a thrilling, lovely sensation runs down my spine.
"Hmm... Ah, Lord Nagamasa..."
"Ichi, get on all fours... and turn your butt towards me."
"...!"
"Are you embarrassed? But he did heal me..."
Upon hearing this, Ichihime blushed and followed the instructions.
As she gets down on all fours, her beautiful, large breasts sag and jiggle, following gravity.
The sight was truly breathtaking.
My beloved wife's nipples were already hard and stiff—and each time they rubbed against the bath floorboards, she seemed to be experiencing sweet sexual pleasure.
Breast milk seeps from the nipples and dissolves into the free-flowing hot spring water.
"It smells sweet... Just as I thought. Your breast milk smells good."
"No... please don't say that..."
Ichihime's lustful cleft was already burning hot and throbbing with desire.
As he gazed upon her feminine scent and whispered, she lowered her face in embarrassment.
My wife's genitals had already bloomed.
With its salmon-pink flower center exposed, the vaginal opening is opening and closing rapidly.
I slowly brought my lips closer to that spot that was yearning for my big sun.
"Ah... ah, no... ah..."
He grabbed Ichihime's thighs as she tried to escape, holding her tightly.
Then, he kissed his wife's vagina, which was resisting as she shook her hips back and forth.
As my mouth and her own mouth made contact, my beloved wife's hips trembled and her back arched.
"Ah, ah... Nagamasa-sama... please don't bite me... ahh!"
Ichihime's plump labia minora.
When I gently bit it, she immediately lost strength in her upper body and the will to resist.
I pressed my face even harder and twisted my tongue into her eager, seductive cleft.
Then, perhaps mistaking what had entered her vagina for a penis, it tightened and began to caress my tongue.顫動Sendou
(Ah... the city's is really amazing .)膣内inside
The fact that I had been masturbating just moments before probably had an effect.
I held down her labia minora, which were spread wide and sticky with love juice, and observed the lustful cleft of this unparalleled beauty up close.
The rustling of the flesh is so intense that it makes you wonder if each one has its own will.
When you gently press your nose against it, a rich, sweet and sour scent wafts up.
Since it's a bathroom, there's no ammonia smell from the urine.
Feeling a little disappointed, I pressed the tip of my nose against her vaginal opening and began to gently lick her clitoris.
"Ah, ah... ahh... oh, hah, ahhhh"
Having her clitoris teased with the tip of a tongue must feel incredibly good.
As she lost strength from her upper body, Ichihime's breasts collapsed—and breast milk spurted out from her nipples.
"Ah, yes...it feels good...ah...stop...stop...Lord Nagamasa..."
Hearing Ichihime's feminine moans, my big dick became completely aroused, taut enough to pierce the heavens.
"Ahh, oh... oh, oh... Lord Nagamasa, mmm..."
The eyes that had been filled with sadness just moments before were gone, replaced by eyes that were completely melted with lust.
A large amount of love juice oozes out and clings to my nose.
The bodily fluids emitted such a thick, pungent odor that it almost made me choke...
Feeling that sensation filling my nostrils, I continued relentlessly licking her clitoris.
"Ah... Nagamasa, sama... Ichi... Ichi is... about to lose control... about to come...!"
The fact that I was comforting myself just moments ago is probably also a contributing factor.
Completely intoxicated by my tongue skills, Ichihime's flushed body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ah, ahhh... ahh
Ichihime let out a moan, and for a moment her whole body tensed up—and the next moment she was trembling and convulsing, then collapsed.
It seems she had a light orgasm from the tongue caressing of her clitoris.
But even as she was lost in ecstasy, I continued to lick her clitoris.
"Mm, mmm... ahh... uh, aaahhh..."
Ichihime began to cry out in pleasure and writhe her hips.
It might have felt so good that it's starting to become painful.
Even pleasure, if taken to extremes, can become nothing but pain.
"P-please forgive me...please forgive me, ah...Nagamasa-sama, p-please stop licking me...ah, ah, ahhhhh...!"
Ichihime's pleading voice echoed through the bathhouse, and I could see that Haruhime, perhaps out of concern, was looking in my direction.
For better or worse, a woman's weak point in the bedroom is her clitoris.
If I keep attacking her in that spot one after another, even Ichihime, who should be used to men because of me, would probably be overwhelmed.
(They often say the clitoris is nearly ten times more sensitive than the penis... For a man, it must feel like he's still cumming nonstop even after ejaculating about five times .)
My beloved wife blinked her eyes without making a sound, and her naked body began to convulse violently.
It seems that while I was lost in thought, I completely overdid it.
"Ah... ahaha..."
With a completely disheveled look on her face, the most beautiful woman in Japanese history was found crawling on the floor of the bath.
Excited by Ichihime's uninhibited appearance, I pulled the basin containing her breast milk closer. Naturally, Sanada Maru was wriggling inside.
When I grabbed Sanada Maru's beautiful, ivory-like body, perhaps because he was full from having just eaten on Haruhime's bottom (^^), he didn't struggle at all, but instead went limp like when you grab a cat by the neck.
"Is the city alright?"
"N-Nagamasa-sama...that's awful..."
Ichihime trembled all over, letting out soft, pleading moans along with ragged breaths.
I approached her, and needless to say, my sights were set on her anus, located between her buttocks.
A provocative bulge beneath her slender waist.
Two mounds, built upon a foundation of firm, muscular flesh, topped with soft, plump fat.
It repels not only hot water but even sweat, leaving your skin fresh, supple, and beautiful.
It's something that makes your mouth water just by looking at it.
Every man living in this world would surely wish to cling to and devour Ichihime's beautiful buttocks.
But I will go ahead of those men.
In other words, Ichihime's—a soft, pale pink, constricted opening with almost no pigment deposition.
By cultivating this virgin land, I will make my wife my own.
"Ichi... Well then, I'm going to insert it... Sanada Maru."
"...!"
Ichihime lowered her head and did not answer.
It seems she's quite embarrassed.
(But that's precisely why I feel like being mean to them...)
With those thoughts in mind, I gently brought the head of Sanada Maru closer to Ichihime's backside.