The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

The lights went out.

The curtains were drawn, but the heavy rain outside the window could not be seen, the room was pitch black, only the sound of rain could be heard.

Sayuri was lying on the bed, her not-so-big breasts were undulating up and down, her hair was spread out, revealing the delicate face inside.

Her heart was beating wildly, and her body was heating up.

The exhaled breath is hot.

I couldn't help but want to hold my breath, but the itchy feeling in my body always made me unable to hold back some long breaths from time to time.

The eyes were tightly closed, and the long eyelashes fluttered up and down.

His face was full of blush.

Sayuri felt that she had gone crazy.

But the remaining sanity told her that she was sober.

In the next room the daughter was still fast asleep.

But he was lying on the bed, letting a little boy manipulate his body.

No matter how you think about it, you shouldn't.

Is this what a mother should do?

Sayuri bit her upper lip, trying to suppress her restless breathing.

The other party's lips wandered on his body.

Slippery like a restless fish, the difference is that he gives her a hotter feeling.

Every time I kissed a place, my body became hotter.

It feels so weird.

Sayuri could hardly bear it.

She straightened her waist slightly, twisted restlessly, and rubbed her thighs against Hirakawa Hideo.

Let the bodies of the two be closer.

Hideo Hirakawa pressed Sayuri under her body, starting from the back of her hand and kissing upwards little by little.

He suppressed his panting, his lips brushed across Sayuri's body one by one.

From the back of the hand, he ran across the cool arm, then kissed the collarbone to the right, and sucked on the neck, leaving hickey marks.

down.

Nibbling there.

Even Ying Lili, who was carried over when she was a child, has tried this kind of action.

Sayuri didn't know why she had come to this point all of a sudden.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and some strands of hair were sticking to it.

The body rises and falls slightly with Hirakawa Hideo's movements.

She closed her eyes and put her hands on Hirakawa Hideo's hair, as if she was comforting a child's mother.

The small table lamp in the closet in front of the bed was still on, casting a smoky yellow light on the side of the bed.

At the edge of the light, the light has become a little dim.

But it can also be seen clearly after adaptation.

Because of shyness, the quilt was pulled up, and the two hid under the quilt, and Sayuri only exposed her shoulders and the upper part.

The originally fair skin became a bit like the warm yellow of the setting sun after being sprinkled by the dim light.

Vague, but ambiguous.

I can't remember how things came to be like this.

I just remember that I thought it would be like this a long time ago.

As if the dry land that has never seen rain has finally ushered in spring.

Sayuri felt that her reaction was inappropriate.

At least you should be more reserved.

Instead of being unable to restrain the gesture of wanting to greet or reject like now.

especially.

His daughter, Ying Lili, was asleep in the next room.

As a mother, should I do this?

Sayuri shook her head with her eyes tightly closed, not letting herself think about those messy things.

But the more this happened, the more I couldn't help but think about it.

Ying Lili's face, the cute smile when showing off and sharing daily life with herself with a smile, emerges from time to time.

Accompanied by Hirakawa Hideo's kisses all over his body.

This feels more exciting.

Sensitive to inappropriate.

Saiduri unconsciously spread her legs and placed them on Hirakawa Hideo's shoulders.

She bit her lower lip, exhaling a warm breath from the tip of her nose.

(It's a bit useless, I can't write the feeling I want, and I can only post this point first after procrastinating.)

(The next chapter will definitely return to the previous state.)

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Volume Two

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Chapter 1 After the event

After dinner.

It's a different kind of after-dinner.

Hirakawa Hideo was still lying on the bed, thinking about life.

He doesn't have the habit of smoking, otherwise he would definitely light an afterthought.

This incident had a great impact on him.

incredible.

My daughter is already in high school, can it be the first time?

Outrageous.

But that layer of hindrance, and that which shed, undoubtedly does.

No wonder there is a layer of bath towels.

I didn't think it was necessary at first, but now I understand it again.

Hirakawa Hideo stared blankly at the ceiling.

If you stare carefully, you will find that the pattern on the lamp on the ceiling has many complicated lines, and the board behind has subtle notches, which are very delicate.

He got up suddenly and saved Sayuri who was sitting next to her doing makeup in front of the makeup mirror.

Sayuri was wearing a thin pajamas, which exposed most of her shoulders and her small breasts.

The hem of the pajamas was only one hand above the knee.

Very cool.

It's completely different from the usual attire.

"Why didn't you tell me."

Interrogative sentences are the tone of declarative sentences.

Hideo Hirakawa pressed her face on Sayuri's exposed shoulders, and rubbed the skin on it affectionately.

Maybe that's a bit of a scumbag.

But indeed, when he knew that it was the first time for Sayuri, he accepted her much more.

Hideo Hirakawa tried his best to hide his not-so-sunshine thoughts, but he couldn't restrain himself and exposed his thoughts.

"call……"

Sayuri exhaled.

She turned around and held Hirakawa Hideo's face, stared carefully at his eyes, and looked at him.

"I never said I wasn't, and..."

Sayuri sighed, withdrew her hand, and shifted her gaze to another place.

She continued to apply foundation powder on her face.

Just now when he was in bed, he was too groggy, and he had to use something to cover it up.

Although it was selfish to say so, she didn't want Hirakawa Hideo to get close to her just because it was her first time.

"What do you want me to say about this kind of thing. What's more, I don't think it's necessary."

Sayuri looked at the mirror, as if she was carefully applying the powder evenly, but she was actually looking at Hideo Hirakawa through the mirror.

Stare carefully at the expression on his face, trying to see Hirakawa Hideo's inner thoughts.

But nothing can be seen.

"That……"

Originally, Hirakawa Hideo wanted to ask why she refused the last time, but she felt that such a topic was too much, so she was not ashamed to continue talking.

"What do we do now?"

Hirakawa put her arms around Sayuri's waist, and her movements were suddenly much more intimate than before.

Hirakawa Hideo seemed a little embarrassed when he said this, which actually implied that he should leave.

no way.

Impulsively, I ran back to her house with Sayuri, and her daughter was still sleeping next door. This situation can no longer be described as urgent.

It's past three in the morning now.

Wait another hour or two and it might be daylight.

Teacher Jing called many times, but he didn't answer.

There might be someone at home waiting for him to go back.

Don't go back soon It's hard to say what will happen tomorrow.

It's basically driving yourself to a dead end just to have fun.

"Do you think it's useful for you to go back now?"

Sayuri stretched out her hand to caress Hirakawa Hideo's face, seeing his anxious expression and sighed in her heart.

How could she let him go back at this time.

impossible.

"What excuse can you use to go back at this point? Why don't you just send you back tomorrow morning, and then you say that it's raining and stayed in a hotel for one night, as long as you don't tell me, it's not a lie."

……

Ying Lili woke up from her sleep, only to find that the rain had stopped before she knew it.

very quiet.

There was no crackling sound.

Turning on the light with a snap, she gently got out of bed, stepped on the floor in cotton slippers and walked out.