The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

The small mouth that was still in the mouth just opened and closed, and intermittently spoke words that made Hirakawa Hideo's body freeze.

Although the voice was melodious and pleasant, and the occasional panting sounded very tempting, but Hirakawa Hideo was stunned and remained motionless.

and many more.

This voice...is it Auntie? !

Hirakawa Hideo was too scared to move.

When imagining, if the object is an aunt, he will be very excited.But in reality, he dared not do anything presumptuous to his aunt.

Finished!

Hirakawa Hideo was stunned.

"Show...it's okay..."

Xuemu felt that the person on her body stopped moving, reached out to hug him, and comforted him gently.

At this time, both of them were sweating a little, and Xuemu's hair was a little messy, and part of it was wet with sweat.

Mother Xue seldom exercised, her physical strength was low, and she was even more exhausted after staying up all night tonight.

At this time, she had almost no strength after the cloud and rain, but she still hugged Ping Chuanxiu to cheer him up and comfort him.

……

Tomoki Yamashita waited in the room for a long time.

But that person never came.

She lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the coming storm.

He grabbed a ball of sheets with his hands and twisted them back and forth.

Next to it was a clean white towel.

This will be used to pad under the buttocks later to prevent the bleeding from infecting the sheets.

Master...will you come?

Will it hurt the first time...

Yamashita Tomoki writhed uncomfortably under the blanket.

She was only wearing a silk nightgown that was as short as the thighs. If she lifted the quilt, she could see her long legs that were exposed. The thighs were plump and white, and the calves were well-proportioned.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Hirakawa Hideo never showed up.

Master...won't you come today?

Yamashita Tomoki didn't know what he was thinking, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped a catastrophe, but he couldn't hide the loss in his heart.

Hands on chest, heart pounding inside.

open one's eyes.

The room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The bedroom is quiet.

She could even hear the sound of her legs rubbing against the quilt.

That's fine too.

To do that kind of thing so quickly is still too fast.

Yamashita Tomoki thought so, then closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

however.

My heart was empty and I couldn't fall asleep.

and many more.

This sound is...

It seemed that a woman's suppressed groans could be faintly heard from the next door.

Is it my wife?

Is the wife sacrilegious to herself?

Tomoki Yamashita never imagined that such a dignified wife would do such a thing in the middle of the night.

It's too loud...

Isn't the wife afraid that the young master will hear it?

You must know that the young master is still young, if he suddenly bumps into his aunt doing such a thing...

Tomoki Yamashita heard a long moan that suddenly rose from the next door, and couldn't help but blushed and spat.

That long moan scratched her heart like a cat's paw, making her itchy.

He turned around and fell asleep on his side, forcing himself not to listen to those melodious sounds.

But still vaguely heard.

The looming voice is even more charming, which makes people unable to bear it.

Involuntarily, the legs began to rub together tightly.

The hand that was originally placed on the abdomen also gradually moved down.

Can't……

Just leaked once yesterday.

Put your hands on the base of your thighs, and the warmth comes from the palms.

Yamashita Tomoki resisted the impulse, his face flushed strangely.

In fact, self-blasphemy is harmless, but the idea that self-blasphemy is not good for a long time still made her restrain the urge to solve it with her hands.

But holding back and not doing it with your hands does not mean that the secretly breeding lust will disappear.

The body is numb.

The legs were clamped tightly, and the thighs rubbed against the quilt.

The pleasure in exchange was just scratching the itch. Not only was it not satisfied, but it became even more dissatisfied.

How come it hasn't stopped for so long.

Ma'am, isn't she really afraid that the young master will hear it?

The young master is so perverted, what if I can't help but to say something to her?

Think so.

The image of Hirakawa Hideo hearing Yukimother's cry when she molested herself, peeking at the door, and then couldn't help but go in, appeared in Tomoki Yamashita's mind.

This is what she made up based on her usual educational films.

It's more itchy.

Yamashita Tomoki's breathing gradually became short of breath.

and many more.

The young master seemed to be in the same bathroom with his wife yesterday.

Could this sound be the wife talking to the young master?

A bold idea came to Tomoki Yamashita's heart.

"call……"

Yamashita Zhixi sat up straight, patted his scorching hot face, and let out a soft breath.

Hearing the moans from the next door that gradually became uncontrollable and louder and louder, Tomoki Yamashita got out of bed obsessively and walked to the door.

open the door.

Finding the source of the sound, she walked to the door of Xuemu's bedroom.

The unbearable voice inside kept coming from behind the door.

Yamashita Tomoki swallowed.

She reached out tremblingly and put it on the doorknob.

The door is not locked.

She pushed the door open a small crack quietly and very slowly.

Yamashita Zhixi stood at the door, watching the movement inside through the crack of the door.

The room was very dark, and I couldn't see the details clearly. I could only vaguely see two figures lingering fiercely.

Breathing became heavy.

Her heart was beating fast, and she seemed to hear the sound of her own heart beating wildly.

Saliva is continuously secreted in the mouth.

But I was afraid that if I swallowed it, it would make a sound for the people inside to notice.

I can only hold back and keep it in my mouth.

But the saliva was continuously secreted, and the mouth could hardly hold it.

Yamashita Tomoki held his breath and quietly closed the door with saliva in his mouth.

He walked back to his room before he dared to swallow it.

She felt a little weak in her body.

Even though I was prepared in my heart, I still couldn't help being shocked and incredible when I saw that scene.

Master and wife are doing that kind of thing...

Tomoki Yamashita felt as if he had seen an incredible event, but he couldn't share it with others.

The strange thing is that when I first heard that sound, my body was still unbearable, but when I saw that scene with my own eyes, the numbness disappeared again.

The whole person is in an indescribable emotion.

Occasionally, the unbearable sound still came, which was very abrupt in the silent room.

She sat on the bed and covered her face.

There was no light on, and it was pitch black.

The door of the room was closed, and the curtains were drawn by her early, so no bright light came in.

In this bustling city, on this quiet night, she was alone in the room, and the person she loved and the person she respected the most was doing inappropriate things next door.

The young master and his wife are together, I should be happy...

Why is it so sad.

Obviously seeing his wife's deep feelings, he felt sorry for the identities of the young master and his wife, and he had worried about them so many times.

But why do I feel so sad when I see the young master and his wife doing that kind of thing.

Shouldn't I be happy?

The whole person seemed to have lost all strength.Limp on the bed.

It turns out that the young master didn't come to see me because he and his wife had already made an appointment.

Thanks to myself for pretending to be drunk for so long regardless of face.

It turns out that I have always been self-indulgent.

------Dividing line-------

This is destined to be the most unforgettable night in Xuemu's life.

Lost in a daze.

Without any preparation, Hirakawa Hideo rushed in recklessly.

What made her even more unbearable was that she didn't refuse.