Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 62 The mistress was kissed on the window sill, and the niece blushed under the window

"Axun has stayed at your place for more than ten days. He hasn't caused you any trouble, right?"

"No, Axun is very obedient and well-behaved."

"Is he good? Haha——"

My mother sneered and said with disdain: "Stop saying nice things to him. How can I know the character of the pup I gave birth to? He is just like a puppy with so much energy that he has nowhere to vent. He treats me like a puppy every day. This mother is so tired that she works to death..."

It looks quite like a puppy... Huacheng Xingzi lowered her head and glared at the boy who was tasting the food, with an expression as if she wanted to scold him to shut up.

But she opened her mouth, as if she was a little embarrassed, and was afraid that her best friend would notice something, so in the end she couldn't say anything.

That’s all, it’s the last time anyway…

She persuaded herself with this reason in her heart, and Huacheng Xingzi showed resistance.

She held the phone in her left hand, turned her reddish cheek to the side, and unconsciously bit the nail of her right thumb: "Well, Sister Xun, Axun is okay, really. I don't know how much I envy you for having such a person." son……"

On the other side of the phone, there was a moment of silence, and then a mixed sigh came.

Ionuma Isao raised his head subconsciously.

The chocolate ice cream tastes good, but compared with my mother's sigh, it is much less important.

Huacheng Xingzi took the opportunity to take her feet back.

Perhaps because of nervousness, all her toes were raised, stretching the front end of her stockings until they were almost transparent... She looked at her wet feet with some embarrassment, fearing that the boy would think it was not enough, so she hurriedly hid her feet under the quilt. .

"I hope he's not my son. It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he's not mine..." On the other side of the phone, my mother sighed melancholy, and then laughed twice, "Come on, I won't disturb you. It’s over, it’s hung up.”

"Good night, mom!" Ionuma Isao shouted towards the phone, sincerely.

"You brat, please remember this! Xingzi is your aunt, you are not allowed to have any wrong ideas!"

Huacheng Xingzi: "..."

Her best friend's words made her feel ashamed and embarrassed, so embarrassing.

"Know it……"

Ionuma Isao replied perfunctorily and hung up the call.

He looked back at the old aunt.

Huacheng Xingzi leaned against the head of the bed, her hair disheveled, covering half of her pretty face.

The fair cheeks that were vaguely exposed between the black hair showed a blush, and there was a hint of shyness in the deep and narrow eyes.

Because the boy's behavior just now was too explicit and shocking to her, after she calmed down, she couldn't help but spat: "Why is he like a puppy who likes to lick his master's feet..."

"I want to be a puppy, and I will only be a puppy for you, Auntie." Iinuma Isao hugged her.

The women's uniform could not wrap up the aunt's plump and mature body at all. Her round and towering breasts and perky and elastic hips were tightly outlined, and there was a faint scent of clivia on her body.

"Well, it smells so good..."

Ionuma Isao hugged her from behind, his nose buried in the connection between her shoulder and neck.

Due to nervousness and shyness, the old aunt's body was sweating, and the surface of her skin was hot and wet.

The body scent and sweat smell mixed together, and after being smoked by body temperature, they turned into a strange and special smell.

It was like the warm smell in a greenhouse with rotting flowers, or the scent released by some female insect that attracts the opposite sex, stimulating the boy's senses to the greatest extent.

Ionuma Isao kept rubbing his face on her neck, sucking and sniffing greedily.

"What kind of perfume are you wearing?"

"Jun, Clivia..."

"Auntie, you are so perfect..."

"Don't call me aunt tonight..." Huacheng Xingzi whispered.

"why?"

"No reason. Just don't shout if I tell you not to shout..."

The mistress of the Huacheng family, who had always used her power to overwhelm others, was unexpectedly a bit arrogant and unreasonable at the moment.

"Then when can I shout?" Iinuma Isao asked, holding back a smile.

Facing the boy's slightly fiery gaze, Huacheng Xingzi was a little shy, turned her head to the side, and whispered in her mouth: "You can't shout only tonight. After tonight, I will still be your aunt, and you will still be the son of my best friend. , we will never get along like this again..."

"Yeah, I know!" Iinuma Isao hugged her excitedly.

"You are not allowed to touch Auntie's body after tonight..." Huacheng Kyoko said while looking at the cherry blossoms outside the window.

Iinuma Isao shook his head: "No!"

Huacheng Xingzi looked out the window and said in a cold tone: "If you can't, I will kick you out!"

"You are so ruthless!" Ionuma Isao protested, "I will throw it away after use. How can I be a mistress like you?"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's pretty face turned red instantly, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry.

She had a sullen face and was breathing heavily. It was neither an explanation nor an explanation.

After a long time, she gritted her teeth and hummed: "I have relied on you for a while, but that is not the reason for you to blackmail me! I will give it all back to you tonight!"

"How to pay it back?" Ionuma Isao asked with interest.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes twitched.

She just yelled angrily and never thought about how to pay it back.

Seeing her speechless look, Iinuma Isao smiled and hugged her soft body tightly: "Also, I like auntie so much, how much do you have to pay back to me?"

Huacheng Xingzi can't answer this question.

"Come over here..." Ionuma Isao suddenly pulled her out of bed.Auntie’s little feet wrapped in stockings stepped on the floor, leaving wet footprints.

The two came to the window.

Outside the window are cherry blossoms in full bloom, with thick black branches dotted with bright petals.

The branches swayed in the evening breeze, and the cherry blossoms trembled like whispers. Flowers mingled with each other, revealing a vague outline of space, as if melting into the dark night.

"You go up there and sit..."

"what?"

"Just listen to me."

Ionuma Isao picked up his aunt and let her sit on the window sill.

"Lift your legs, yes, go around the back and wrap them around my waist... Yes, yes! And, your hands, hug my neck..."

The young man carefully guided his mistress to wrap her hands and feet around him, and the evening breeze blew up again, blowing her hair up.

The old aunt's little hands were blown cold by the evening breeze.

"Xun, let me go, let me come down..." Huacheng Xingzi whispered, her voice seemed very embarrassed.

After all, she was now hanging on the boy's body like a koala.

Iinuma Isao didn't say anything, and stroked her stockings with both hands.

At this time, the aunt's body was mostly wet with sweat. Her white shirt vaguely revealed the outline of the undulating black underwear. Her hip-hugging skirt was tightly attached to her thighs, and her slender legs wrapped in black garters felt round and delicate. .

"Yeah~"

Huacheng Xingzi trembled.

The boy's hand rested on the edge of her stockings. She gritted her teeth and shivered unsatisfactorily.

"These legs are really soft!"

Ionuma Isao praised, stroking her delicate stockings with his fingers.

The fingertips gradually moved to the lace of the garter stockings. From the silky stockings to the smooth jade skin, they began to invade the aunt's absolute territory.

Huacheng Xingzi was a little unbearable, biting her lips and groaning.

Ionuma Isao looked at her face.

Auntie's eyes were as bright as water, and her charm was natural.

"Don't touch me while staring at me..."

Huacheng Xingzi's little hand pressed on his face, tilting his face to the other side.

Iinuma Isao immediately looked back at her, like a rebellious child.

Huacheng Kyoko put her hands on his chest and begged softly: "Okay, let me down. It will be difficult to explain when Iori sees it later."

"Didn't you say it was the last night?" Ionuma asked her with a smile.

"yes……"

"Then listen to me."

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi half pushed, lowered her head and nestled on his shoulder.

At this moment, she was so gorgeous that it was hard to describe.

The beautiful lines on her face outline a flower-like appearance, and she is dignified and noble, filled with a little shyness; her eyelids tremble slightly, whether due to sadness or reluctance, and her ears hidden in her hair are delicate and small, with transparent earlobes. With a slight blush, it looks like some kind of beautiful shell.

"Auntie, please kiss me." Ionuma Isao suddenly said.

Huacheng Kyoko suddenly frowned and scolded sternly: "Iinuma Isao, don't push yourself too far!"

"It's the last night, can't you agree to such a request?" Ionuma Isao asked very hurt, "I like you so much, I won't have a chance in the future."

Subconsciously, Huacheng Kyoko glanced in the direction of Iori's room outside the window.

There was no light in the room. It seemed that my niece was sleeping. In this case, no third person would know about us... The old aunt was entangled in her heart. She bit her lower lip lightly with her neat teeth. After pondering for a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind. , nodded: "Come closer..."

Auntie's soft vibrato was like the sound of nature.

Ionuma Isao immediately came over.

Huacheng Kyoko took a deep breath and slowly and awkwardly pressed her lips to his.

The soft and elastic touch of the old aunt's lips was like warm jelly, sweet and elastic.

But this active kiss made Iinuma Isao's inner desire become stronger, and he couldn't help but put his hand into her shirt.

"Wow!~"

Huacheng Xingzi's body shook violently.

With her lips kissed and her hands and feet wrapped around the boy, she couldn't even make a weak cry for mercy.

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In the night, Huacheng Iori walked from the courtyard to the backyard.

Suddenly, her aunt's suppressed hum came from above her head. When she looked up, she saw her aunt sitting on the window sill, her back constantly shaking...

"Ah~"

The angel rubbed his eyebrows.

She stopped and silently looked up at her aunt who was kissing her passionately, her cold cheeks gradually stained with a blush.

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