In a luxurious office, I was pressing down on a beautiful young woman, extending my rough, large tongue to lick back and forth on her fair cheeks and neck. The lovely young woman was trembling all over, tears streamed from her eyes, which held a look of helplessness, pleading, and a faint trace of deep-seated desire.
"How is it, Madam? Do you want it?" I followed the beautiful young woman's cheek, licking all the way to her ear. After whispering a few words into her ear, I held the small earlobe, gently rubbing her sensitive ear with my teeth.
"Wuwuwu, President Jian, please let me go. Haven't these days been enough? I beg you, spare me." The young woman's tearful pleading couldn't help but evoke pity, but it also caused my desire to surge even more. My manhood ached from hardness, teasing that charming private part through the young woman's panties, which were already soaked with pleasure fluid.
"How could it be enough? Madam, you are so enchanting, a lifetime of intimacy wouldn't be enough." My hand reached into the front of the young woman's uniform, skillfully maneuvering into her brassiere, kneading her breasts that were perfectly sized to fit snugly in a hand, and playing with her small nipples between my fingers.
"Mmm... not there... no... mmm hng..." Under my constant provocation, the beautiful black-haired OL young woman's face grew increasingly flushed, and more pleasure fluid flowed from her private part. The intimate sessions of the past few days had made the young woman's body increasingly sensitive to me, her resistance to my scent weaker, and her private part's longing for my large member even stronger.
"What an eager little private part, leaking so much pleasure fluid just from my fondling." The scent of the mature woman utterly captivated me, and the thought of the exquisiteness of her private part made my large member ache from swelling. I longed to immediately insert it into that tempting private part and ravish her fiercely, but for now, it was more important to continue to dominate the beautiful young woman beneath me, so I had to hold back.
"No... no... it's not... like that... it's all because of you... wuwu... it's all because of you... that I became... like this..." The beautiful black-haired young woman could only shake her head helplessly. I, uncaring, frantically kissed her neck, increasing the force with which I kneaded her breasts, while my member rubbed back and forth on the outer lips and clitoris of her private part.
"Oh, is that so? So that means your body can no longer resist me, correct?" Under my multiple stimulations, the beautiful young woman's plump buttocks began to sway slightly, as if to invite me, instinctively reacting to the teasing of my member—a perfect invitation.
"Wuwu... no, it's all... President Jian, you forced me..." Although her body was already reacting to me, the beautiful young woman remained verbally defiant, though much weaker than at first. Initially, she looked like she was going to die; the difference in her current expression was immense.
"Then, do you want it or not? My large member." When dealing with a verbally resistant woman, instead of trying to persuade her with words, it's better to take action on her body. Knowing this well, I intensified my fondling, pinching and tugging at her nipples, while my member tantalized her clitoris, and my tongue licked back and forth on the sensitive spots of her ear and neck.
"Mmm... hng... don't say any more... mmm... please... stop it quickly... or I'll... sigh..." The beautiful young woman was clearly about to succumb to my onslaught, especially since her private part had already experienced my large member. Had I decided to insert it now, she likely would have reached climax immediately, but I wanted to continue dominating her, so I resisted.
"If you obediently say you want it, I won't say those things anymore." The young woman's pleasure fluid had soaked a patch of her black panties, even running down her thigh onto her flesh-colored stockings, leaving trails of intimate moisture that looked incredibly tempting.
"You're lying... last time... after I said it... you still said it while we were... sigh..." The beautiful young woman tightly bit her delicate lip, enduring the intense emptiness in her body. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer, just like before, but this time felt even harder to resist.
"Well, if you don't say it, I won't give it to you." Like a devil, I whispered constantly into the beautiful young woman's ear. The intense emptiness made it hard for her to think, and her remaining rationality was fading. Her beautiful, stocking-clad legs rubbed back and forth, and the pleasure fluid flowing from her private part had made her panties utterly drenched.
"Wuwu... wuwu... wuwu... President Jian... I beg you... don't... tease me anymore... if this continues... I'll go crazy..." The pleading in the beautiful young woman's eyes intensified, as she knew that if this went on, she might turn into a woman who only knew how to indulge in intimacy. She didn't want that.
"Then just say it nicely. Tell me what you want, and I promise to satisfy you thoroughly." Even with the beautiful young woman's pleas, I held firm; this was essential for her full submission. Otherwise, it wouldn't solidify my dominant status in her mind, even though my member was throbbing painfully and I desperately wanted to insert it into her private part.
"Mmm... I can't... anymore... I... can't hold back... wuwu... President Jian... please... please... I want... your... your... member..." After tasting my large member multiple times, combined with the natural appeal I had for women, it was quite a feat that the beautiful young woman had resisted saying it until now. Although saliva dripped from her lips, and her eyes were fiery and lustful—like a woman consumed by desire—it was proof of a great internal struggle.
"Since Mrs. Yazawa is being so honest, then I won't be polite." Indeed, the woman beneath me was Yazawa Emi, the mother of Yazawa Nico from the Love Live! world. I was the CEO of her company, and here, in this luxurious office, I was preparing to enter her private part again.
"Mmm... hng... large member... finally... is in..." I, who had also been holding back for a long time, thrust fiercely into Mrs. Yazawa's private part. The huge member thus plunged deep into the moist private part, and the tight inner walls immediately enveloped my member.
"Ah, this is so comfortable. No matter how many times, Mrs. Yazawa, your private part is too wonderful; I could never tire of it." As soon as I entered, I began to thrust. The large member moved in and out of the private part. The foreplay had been more than sufficient, making her private part adequately—or rather, excessively—moist.
"Mmm... mmm... don't say that... President Jian... sigh... didn't we agree... not to say those things... sigh..." Before I began my intense thrusting, Mrs. Yazawa quickly used her remaining rationality to urge me not to utter those embarrassing words.
"I only agreed not to say the words that would make you beg me for my member. I never said I wouldn't say these things." I countered with a slight justification, while my lower body began to move. The large member moved in and out of Mrs. Yazawa's private part. I also moved one hand, which had been kneading her breast, to rub her alluring, stocking-clad legs, which I loved.
"President Jian... sigh... you are truly... too cunning... sigh... mmm... slower... sigh..." Although Yazawa Emi had anticipated this, she wouldn't let me off the hook verbally. I had already committed enough shameless acts against her, so this seemed somewhat normal in comparison.
"Hehe, how can I slow down when inside your private part, Mrs. Yazawa? Oh... it's so tight, sucking my member so comfortably." Mrs. Yazawa's private part completely captivated me, prompting me to thrust vigorously. The massive head of my member rubbed against the wet inner walls of Yazawa Emi's private part, stimulating her to release more pleasure fluid.
"Mmm... if you're so fast... I... won't be able to take it... mmm hng..." Her extremely empty private part was violently thrust into, immediately making Yazawa Emi feel as if she was about to climax. However, reaching climax so soon after penetration would make her appear too eager, so she could only beg me to slow down my thrusting.
"If you can't take it, then just climax first. Don't worry, I can handle it. Didn't you already know how good I am from the previous times? I can make you climax as many times as you want in one night. I guarantee you'll be ecstatic." Having said that, I didn't slow down but accelerated my thrusting. I leaned down and frantically licked and kissed Yazawa Emi's fair neck. The friction between my thighs and lower abdomen rubbed against her smooth, stocking-clad legs, creating an incredibly wonderful sensation.
"How can... this happen... wait a moment... I really... can't hold on... sigh..." My member deliberately struck Yazawa Emi's G-spot. The intense pleasure that followed instantly overwhelmed Yazawa Emi, and her private part began to clench. It seemed she was about to climax, and naturally, I intensified my efforts.
"Ah... I can't... it's coming... the climax... it's coming... sigh..." Yazawa Emi's private part tightened fiercely, sucking my large member incredibly pleasantly. Then, waves of pleasure fluid jetted out from her private part, washing over my member and giving it the ultimate massage.
"Mrs. Yazawa, you're so eager; you climaxed just after a short period of intimacy." To achieve a better effect in dominating her, I would usually utter sexually degrading remarks during Yazawa Emi's climax. For a respectable young woman like Mrs. Yazawa, every word pierced her heart.
"It's not... it's not... it's all... because of you... because... of your..." Even in the throes of climax, Yazawa Emi still reacted slightly to my words, though it seemed more like an instinctive denial. Her vacant eyes certainly didn't look like they were capable of thought.
"Is it because of something? Is it because of my large member?" I pulled out my large member and leaned down to lick and kiss Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad legs. While indulging in her flesh-colored stockings, I continued to humiliate her. The smooth, flesh-colored stockings became wet from my licking, appearing especially lustful and enticing.
"Wuwu... I don't know... President Jian, don't ask anymore, okay..." Mrs. Yazawa, who had slightly recovered, finally realized the implication of my previous question. She felt ashamed and indignant—not just at me, but at her own body for reacting so strongly to that.
"That won't do. Mrs. Yazawa, you brought it up first. If you don't answer properly, I won't let you go home today." My response drew a mournful cry from Yazawa Emi. Unhurriedly, I focused on licking the straight, sensual, stocking-clad leg, waiting for Yazawa Emi's answer.
"Yes... yes..." To be able to return home tonight, Yazawa Emi had to force herself to utter the words of admission. Although hard to say, she knew I was serious about not letting her go home, which would truly cause problems. Thus, she had to compromise.
"What is it? Since you've said this much, why not be completely clear?" This was the time to press the advantage, pushing Mrs. Yazawa step-by-step into a deeper abyss so that she would completely belong to me. Of course, while coercing her with words, I also continued to caress her stocking-clad legs.
"It's... President Jian's... large member... it's President Jian's large member that made me like this." Yazawa Emi closed her eyes and shouted it out in self-abandonment. My mouth involuntarily curved up, and I felt utterly satisfied. My member, which hadn't been fully sated, swelled even harder.
"I must give an excellent reward to the honest Mrs. Yazawa." Reluctantly, I stopped licking Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad leg. I sat up and rubbed my huge, hard member, which was still slick with Mrs. Yazawa's pleasure fluid, up and down on the wet lips of her private part after her climax.
"Wuwu... President Jian, could you let me rest for a bit longer? Doing this continuously, I won't be able to take it." Knowing she couldn't escape, Yazawa Emi tried to gain a little more time to recover. Her body, having just climaxed, was highly sensitive, and she couldn't handle my large member thrusting into her immediately.
"It's not impossible, but Mrs. Yazawa, you need to cooperate with me fully." I didn't simply reject Yazawa Emi's request; while that was an option, I chose a more gentle approach this time.
Thus, I suppressed the urge to immediately insert my member into Mrs. Yazawa's private part. The head of my member still teased Yazawa Emi's intimate folds but did not enter. I leaned down and found Yazawa Emi's delicate lips, kissing her directly. My tongue naturally entered her mouth. Yazawa Emi struggled symbolically for a moment, then allowed my tongue to ravage her mouth.
"Mmm... mmm... sigh... mmm... smack... mmm... smack... hng..." Soon, the sound of our deep, intimate kissing filled the air. I continually swallowed the nectar from Mrs. Yazawa's mouth. Her shy little tongue tried to evade mine, but due to the lack of space, my tongue easily captured it. I sucked and scraped that small, fragrant tongue. Yazawa Emi's seductive eyes became misty, and she gradually began to passionately kiss me back.
"Mmm... mmm... sigh... mmm... smack... sigh..." After a period of intense deep kissing, I moved down along Mrs. Yazawa's smooth jawline, kissing, licking, and sucking frantically on her fair neck, planting hickeys—the marks of my conquest.
"Mmm hng..." Yazawa Emi's flushed cheeks and hazy eyes clearly told me that she had entered the state of arousal again. She had rested for a while, and it was time for the second round. I continued down her neck to her perfectly proportioned breasts. I opened my mouth and began to suck on her reddish-brown nipples.
"Mmm... gently... sigh... not... so hard... hng~" Mrs. Yazawa, with her chest being fondled, passionately pressed my head down with her hands. Although she verbally asked me to be gentle, her posture clearly indicated she wanted me to be more intense, and I, being understanding, gladly obliged.
"It's too intense... President Jian... sigh... my nipples... will be ruined... my breasts... are hot..." Under my skillful fondling, Yazawa Emi's hands continually stroked my hair, which felt like a very comfortable head massage. Her private part, which was passively being rubbed by my member, began to actively seek my large member.
"A young woman's breasts... aren't so easily... ruined." Although she had given birth, Yazawa Emi's breasts, like her private part, were still full of feminine charm. They hadn't darkened; instead, the contrast between the reddish-brown nipples and the snow-white breasts was even more mature and alluring.
After a period of rest and my careful provocation, Mrs. Yazawa had basically recovered from her climax, and her mature body craved me again. Seeing this, my large member stopped rubbing her private part. When I paused, Mrs. Yazawa's body followed, though she didn't actively let her private part take my member, this behavior clearly showed how much her private part itched right now.
"Mmm... the large member... is in again..." The huge member once again pushed open the intimate folds of Mrs. Yazawa's private part, plunging deep inside. Mrs. Yazawa's flesh tightly embraced my member. Her inner walls, as tight as a young girl's, didn't feel like the private part of a young woman who had given birth and whose child was already a teenager.
"This private part is truly wonderful. My large member is going to ravish this eager little private part so you remember the shape of my member well." As soon as I entered, I lifted one of Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad legs onto my shoulder, adopting a specific position. The slippery stockings on her thigh were near my cheek, and her slender, stocking-clad calf was against my back. As I vigorously thrust, her stocking-clad legs slid up and down, rubbing intimately against me.
"So comfortable... the large member... is reaching... deep inside... the private part... sigh..." Having experienced the first climax, Yazawa Emi finally let go during the second round of intimacy. This was a good sign. When we first started, Yazawa Emi had to be completely out of it after countless times of intimacy before she would mindlessly utter any intimate words.
"Making the eager Mrs. Yazawa comfortable is my duty. Come on, squeeze tighter with your eager little private part." My hands rested on Yazawa Emi's breasts, kneading them. My lower body thrust rapidly. Hearing my words, Yazawa Emi's private part instinctively contracted, gripping my member tighter, which felt wonderfully comfortable as I moved in and out.
"Hng mmm... President Jian... sigh... could you... be more subtle... this is... too embarrassing..." Yazawa Emi still tried to resist this verbally. Although being ravished by me felt incredibly good, listening to my intimate words was deeply humiliating. Even with such intense pleasure, she still felt a sense of shame.
"It feels better to say these things while having intimacy with Mrs. Yazawa. Ravishing a married woman beneath me is the best feeling, isn't it?" As if to prove my point, my member hardened a little more. The firm, hot member alone inside her private part was enough to make Yazawa Emi feel ecstatic.
"Mmm... mmm... I don't know... President Jian... how would... I know... your feeling..." At this point, Yazawa Emi's tone was no longer the one she had when I first started ravishing her. There was a hint of coyness that perhaps even she didn't detect, like speaking to a lover.
"Is that so? But I feel that when I say these things, Mrs. Yazawa, your private part tightens and leaks more pleasure fluid. Is that just my imagination?" I turned my head and kissed the stocking-clad leg next to my cheek. The sensation of the stockings stimulated my senses, and I didn't forget to tease Mrs. Yazawa.
"No... it's just... your member... is thrusting... too intensely... that's all..." It seemed Mrs. Yazawa believed that saying my member was the cause was better than admitting she was aroused by my intimate words. To me, it was pretty much the same, as becoming more aroused because of my member also demonstrated that her body had completely accepted my member.
"In that case, I need to work even harder... to make Mrs. Yazawa even more comfortable." I stopped kneading Mrs. Yazawa's breasts, straightened my body, and changed the position of her stocking-clad legs from resting on my shoulder to being stretched out in front of my chest. Her two delicate, stocking-clad feet were placed on either side of my head.
"Mmm... good... sigh... so comfortable... the large member... is ravishing... my private part... so comfortably..." Yazawa Emi was now fully engaged, completely shedding her previous reservations. It was thanks to the dominance achieved over these days that she could enjoy the pleasure in this way.
"Mrs. Yazawa... your private part is gripping me so well... and these stocking-clad feet... are incredibly captivating." While having intimacy with Mrs. Yazawa's private part, I didn't forget to indulge in the stocking-clad feet near my head. I opened my mouth and held her delicate, stocking-clad toes, licking back and forth on her stocking-clad toes. The faint, subtle scent of sweat from her feet after being in high heels all day, combined with Yazawa Emi's natural fragrance, greatly stimulated my desire.
"Stop... that tickles... sigh... President Jian... my feet... have been in high heels... all day... they're dirty... don't... lick them..." The sudden licking made Yazawa Emi instinctively curl her small, stocking-clad toes, but this reaction only excited me more. Instead, I began to meticulously lick each stocking-clad toe.
"How could that be... Mrs. Yazawa... every part of you... is clean." While holding Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad foot, I spoke suggestive words indistinctly. Although this wasn't the first time I had licked her feet, the feet were still a private area for women, and it made Yazawa Emi feel a little shy. Moreover, her husband would never do such a thing.
"Then... do as you like... sigh... anyway... President Jian... you're just a... pervert... sigh... a lecher..." Since the first time I forcibly had her, Yazawa Emi knew I had a fetish for stockings and feet. At that time, I had frantically licked, kissed, and sucked her stocking-clad feet, bringing her to intense arousal just by playing with her feet.
"To receive permission from a beauty... I must be incredibly fortunate." In such moments, I naturally pressed my advantage, getting what I wanted and still acting virtuous. Words themselves have a certain magic. If repeated often enough, they become habitual, and habit is a terrifying thing. This feeling of gradually sinking into submission is a major tool for dominating married women.
"Mmm... even if... I didn't let you... President Jian... you wouldn't... stop anyway... sigh..." Yazawa Emi glanced at me with her wet, seductive red eyes, and her stocking-clad toes playfully squeezed my tongue. Judging by this, Mrs. Yazawa was fully engaged, even playfully flirting with me.
"Although we haven't known each other... for long... Mrs. Yazawa... you truly understand me... we're clearly a good match." I was very satisfied with Mrs. Yazawa's reaction, nodding approvingly internally. My hands continued to roam over her long, stocking-clad legs, and my mouth moved down from holding her stocking-clad foot, kissing her stocking-clad sole and then covering my face with her entire stocking-clad foot.
"That's just your... lecherous nature... it's a no-brainer..." In this time, despite her reluctance to admit it, Yazawa Emi had indeed gained a deep understanding of my nature. The experiences of this period had left too deep an impression on her; the intense pleasure was like an indelible mark.
"When a lecherous nature... meets Mrs. Yazawa's eager private part... isn't that a perfect combination?" I thrust my member upwards forcefully, deep into her private part, pushing open her cervix. Yazawa Emi immediately cried out in pleasure, and her legs tensed.
"Mmm... it's not... I told you I'm like this... because you... caused it, President Jian... sigh..." The veins bulging on my member rubbed against the tight inner walls of Yazawa Emi's private part. The sensitive folds of the inner wall were stimulated back and forth by the head and veins of my member. Yazawa Emi's private part simply couldn't withstand this intense pleasure, continually secreting pleasure fluid.
"Oh... this pleasure fluid makes my member feel truly wonderful... this feeling is so amazing..." I grabbed Yazawa Emi's slender, stocking-clad ankles. My member penetrated Mrs. Yazawa's private part in a specific rhythm. My mouth, which was kissing her stocking-clad foot, moved from the sole to the heel. The slightly firmer texture of the heel, where the stocking was thinner, contrasted with the flesh color, making it look exceptionally enticing.
"Mrs. Yazawa... tell me... don't lie... or I'll stop." Yazawa Emi's fair skin was flushed with a captivating rosy hue, and her rosy lips continuously let out moans. Her wet, red eyes were slightly narrowed, clearly enjoying the intimacy.
"Mmm... sigh... sigh... President Jian... sigh... can you... not say it... sigh..." Yazawa Emi looked at me with a hint of resentment in her seductive red eyes. Can't you tell I'm comfortable by the way I look right now? Of course, she was also aware of my perverse taste; I wasn't merely satisfied with physical conquest when dealing with a married woman like her.
"Of course I can... but..." Yazawa Emi looked at me in surprise, not expecting me to agree. She was already prepared to say it. However, she quickly understood why I agreed so readily. My lower body, which had been thrusting, stopped. My large member thrust hard against her sensitive spot but didn't move again.
"Mmm... why are you stopping... this feels so unbearable..." After my member stopped, Yazawa Emi's private part continued to suck on it, and the inner walls subtly pulsed, as if my member were still moving. The intense itch inside her private part made Yazawa Emi extremely uncomfortable. She even tried to sway her buttocks, but since my hands were holding her stocking-clad legs, she couldn't perform the movement of taking in and pushing out my member herself.
"Hehe... Mrs. Yazawa... what do you think?" In doing this, I was also hurting myself. It was unbearable to be stopped while inserted into such a wonderful private part. I could only vent my frustration by more intensely licking her stocking-clad feet. My tongue licked all over her stocking-clad foot.
"Wuwu... wuwu... I know... I know... comfortable... I'm very comfortable... is that enough..." Yazawa Emi closed her eyes, shouting out these words in self-abandonment. I smiled proudly, and my member pulsed a few times inside Mrs. Yazawa's private part. But this wasn't enough. When dominating a respectable woman, one must press harder.
"Mrs. Yazawa... you need to be clearer... how else will I know... what part is comfortable... if you tell me... I can help you better." I took a deep breath of the air around Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad foot, suppressing the urge to intensely ravish her immediately. I wasn't the kind of idiot who only knew how to indulge.
"Mmm... my... private part... my private part... is very comfortable... so... President Jian... please... move quickly..." After a slight hesitation, Yazawa Emi gave up and spoke out. After saying it, Yazawa Emi felt a weight lift, but at the same time, she felt a little sad. She knew that every compromise would make her sink deeper, but she couldn't go back now.
"Since Mrs. Yazawa has said so... it would be too rude of me... not to act on... Mrs. Yazawa's genuine wish." As soon as I finished speaking, the member inside Mrs. Yazawa's private part suddenly began to thrust, like a sleeping dragon awakening, rushing wildly inside her private part and heading straight for the womb.
"Ah... good... private part... so comfortable... the large member is so good... mmm... harder... ravish... my private part until it breaks..." The large member began to vigorously ravish her private part again. The pleasure was so intense that Yazawa Emi's soul seemed to soar. The large member repeatedly struck her deepest spot, and the sounds of intimacy echoed in the room once more.
"Mrs. Yazawa, your private part is gripping me so wonderfully... this eager private part that tightly sucks my member is simply amazing." The pleasure fluid from the beautiful young woman's private part ran onto the office desk. Combined with the residue from the previous climax, it soaked a large area of my office desk. The luxurious office desk had completely become our place of intimacy.
"Ah... the large member... struck... my sensitive spot again... sigh... the womb... was pushed open... by the large member... sigh..." Yazawa Emi cried out loudly in pleasure, which completely heightened my arousal. I pressed Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad feet firmly against my face, my tongue licking back and forth on her stocking-clad heels. My member violently struck her sensitive spot, and the massive head of my member plunged into her womb opening.
My large member mercilessly pushed open Yazawa Emi's womb opening repeatedly. The intense pleasure penetrated deep into Yazawa Emi's soul. This feeling was something her husband had never given her, not even a fraction of it. But I could bring her this boundless, soul-stirring pleasure every time.
"The large member... is too powerful... such intense... pleasure... mmm... my head... is going to... break..." Wave after wave of pleasure continuously washed over Mrs. Yazawa. At this moment, she was like a female consumed only by the urge to mate, craving the repeated insertion of my member. If I were to stop now, Yazawa Emi would likely go crazy.
"My member is also very comfortable, Mrs. Yazawa... I truly love your perfect private part... if only I could have had it sooner." I lifted Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad legs onto my shoulders again, adopting a specific position that allowed for deeper penetration into her private part. My hands gripped and kneaded Mrs. Yazawa's perfectly sized breasts.
"Mmm... mmm... me too... if only I had met President Jian sooner... and been penetrated by this large member... sigh... this comfortable feeling... is what a woman... should enjoy..." Yazawa Emi, now dominated by desire, disregarded any concern for a married woman's modesty or chastity. She only wanted to fully express the feelings in her heart and release herself.
"It's not too late to meet now... from now on, Mrs. Yazawa, your eager private part... belongs to me... I will use my large member to cherish you properly." My fingers sank into Yazawa Emi's snow-white breasts. Her beautiful chest changed shape as I squeezed it. The reddish-brown nipples stood proudly, so enticing. I leaned down and took Mrs. Yazawa's breast into my mouth.
"Mmm... good... my... private part... belongs to President Jian... from now on... it's exclusively for President Jian... President Jian... can penetrate me... whenever... he likes..." Under the bombardment of my superior intimate technique and large member, almost any woman would submit beneath me. Clearly, Mrs. Yazawa was no exception.
"But I don't just want... Mrs. Yazawa's body... I also want Mrs. Yazawa's... heart." In a different context, this might be a declaration of deep affection, but said during intimacy, it sounded very wicked. Hearing me say this, Mrs. Yazawa's private part suddenly clenched.
"Mmm... mmm... having... my body... should be... enough... sigh... my private part... is always available... for you to penetrate... ah..." Yazawa Emi used the last shred of her rationality to try to divert my attention. Her perfect, stocking-clad legs crossed, her two stocking-clad feet stacked together, and her voluptuous, stocking-clad thighs tightened, firmly clamping my waist. Her smooth, flesh-colored stocking-clad legs made full contact with my waist and back.
"Although, Mrs. Yazawa... you're trying to confuse me... with your private part and stocking-clad legs... I care just as much about your heart... I won't be satisfied... with just your body." Although I said that, I wouldn't refuse Mrs. Yazawa's enthusiastic advances. So, I increased the amplitude of my lower body movements, allowing her clamped stocking-clad legs to rub against my waist and back as I moved.
"Even if... you say that... I can't... ah..." Just as Yazawa Emi was about to voice her refusal, I interrupted her by thrusting my member hard. Since I had only had Yazawa Emi for just over a week, it was difficult to have her completely submit body and soul in such a short time. However, I was patient enough to take it one step at a time, so I wisely interrupted what Mrs. Yazawa was about to say.
"No matter what you say... Mrs. Yazawa... your body and soul... are mine." Having said that, before Mrs. Yazawa could react, my mouth moved towards her delicate lips, and the moment our lips met, my tongue naturally slid into Mrs. Yazawa's mouth.
"Mmm... sigh... smack... sigh... mmm... hng... smack..." Yazawa Emi initially glared angrily for having her words blocked, but she quickly succumbed to the intimacy. Her fragrant tongue intertwined and sucked on mine, the sounds of kissing and the sounds of intimacy blending together.
Under the triple stimulation of kissing, breast kneading, and intimacy, Yazawa Emi was practically overwhelmed. Her rationality was completely evaporated, leaving her unable to think, only knowing to constantly comply with me, seeking more pleasure. Her stocking-clad legs, which were tightly clamped around my waist, made me long to reach out and fondle them, but the breasts in my hands were too irresistible—a wonderful predicament.
After a deep kiss, my lips finally left Mrs. Yazawa's delicate lips, leaving several silver threads of intimate moisture connecting us. Mrs. Yazawa gasped rapidly after the kiss. This reaction was normal since she was being penetrated while kissing. Although Mrs. Yazawa had been nourished by my semen, she was still an ordinary married woman, with a normal physical constitution.
I moved one hand, which had been kneading Mrs. Yazawa's breast, to her stocking-clad leg. The previous rubbing alone was no longer enough to satisfy my stocking-fetish heart. My hand moved back and forth, caressing her stocking-clad thigh, occasionally squeezing the voluptuous, stocking-clad thigh firmly.
My mouth returned to Mrs. Yazawa's snow-white breasts, licking the soft tissue. My firm member attacked the sensitive spots inside her private part, constantly stimulating Yazawa Emi's G-spot, making her feel ecstatic, floating on clouds, and enjoying human bliss.
"Good... so good... mmm... my private part... is going to break... I'm going to break... the large member... is truly amazing... sigh... mmm... ah..." My member struck Yazawa Emi's private part again and again. Soon, Mrs. Yazawa reached climax again. I stopped thrusting and enjoyed the pleasure brought by her climax.
"You climaxed again... Mrs. Yazawa." I lightly licked Mrs. Yazawa's flushed cheek. Mrs. Yazawa's body trembled, and her private part was still spurting pleasure fluid. This climax lasted longer than the previous one. I continued to kiss Mrs. Yazawa's delicate lips while enjoying the afterglow of her climax.
"Wuwu... sigh... yes... I climaxed again... and yet... President Jian... you haven't... even once..." Yazawa Emi looked at me with a wet, red gaze filled with admiration. She knew we had been engaged in intimacy for at least an hour here, and I hadn't ejaculated once. She was well aware of how intense her own private part was. Her husband lasted only about ten minutes at most; my endurance was far superior.
"Hehe, of course. You know my endurance, Mrs. Yazawa. With a beauty like you, I could go on for days and nights." I reached out and gently brushed away the hair stuck to Mrs. Yazawa's cheek with sweat. I leaned my head against Mrs. Yazawa's fair forehead, and my dark eyes gazed deeply into her ruby-like, brilliant red eyes.
"Don't... say it as if... I've had intimacy with you... countless times..." Yazawa Emi quickly couldn't handle our intense eye contact. She feared that if she continued, she would completely give her heart and soul to this man, so she started talking to distract herself.
"Although we haven't been intimate many times, the duration makes up for it, doesn't it, Mrs. Yazawa?" As Mrs. Yazawa tried to turn her head away, I cupped her head with both hands, preventing her from moving. Yazawa Emi had no choice but to close her eyes, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
"Mrs. Yazawa is being shy now. Come, a kiss first." Since Mrs. Yazawa had closed her eyes, I wouldn't force her to open them. On the contrary, her closed eyes seemed to say, take me. So, I was not going to be polite. My mouth immediately kissed Mrs. Yazawa's red lips.
"Mmm... sigh... mmm... smack... sigh..." Yazawa Emi was very cooperative with the kiss, actively offering her fragrant little tongue to intertwine with mine. Her smooth little tongue carried a unique, fragrant moisture. While passionately kissing, my lower body also began to move again. The large member resumed thrusting inside Yazawa Emi's private part.
"Mmm... sigh... mmm... sigh..." Because I started penetrating her private part again, Yazawa Emi's breathing and kissing became more urgent. Her previously closed eyes opened, looking at me with a somewhat resentful expression—why did you start without saying anything?
But soon, Mrs. Yazawa threw herself back into the intimacy with me, passionately wrapping her arms around my neck. I truly loved this posture where we were tightly intertwined, making me feel strongly that the Mrs. Yazawa in my arms was my possession, a strong sense of ownership.
Because of the kissing, Mrs. Yazawa couldn't make clear sounds, only muffled moans, but listening to this sound while kissing had its own unique charm. She was truly a tantalizing little temptress; no matter what, she could greatly intensify my desire. I wished I could continue like this all day.
"Mmm... ah... mmm... so comfortable... mmm... so amazing... having intimacy with President Jian... is truly... amazing..." After the deep kiss ended, Yazawa Emi's mouth was liberated, and immediately, alluring, intimate words began to flow. Paired with the sounds of our intimacy, it was truly delightful to listen to.
"It is my honor to receive Mrs. Yazawa's compliment. It seems I need to try even harder." After saying that, I began to accelerate the thrusting of my member. With a guji, guji sound, the pleasure fluid between Yazawa Emi's outer folds and my member formed lustful white foam due to the rapid movement.
"Ah... more... sigh... harder... sigh... my private part... is so comfortable... ah... I'm going to be ravaged to death... by President Jian's... large member... sigh..." Facing my relentless assault, Yazawa Emi became more eager and passionate. Her stocking-clad buttocks intentionally moved to cooperate with my member, pressing down when my member entered her private part to increase the impact.
"Your eager private part is gripping my member so tightly, so comfortably. What a prized private part, this feeling is so blissful." I cupped Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad buttocks with both hands, grabbing the voluptuous flesh to facilitate my rapid thrusting, penetrating deep into her private part as if trying to pierce it.
"So intense... ah... my private part... is going to be ruined... the large member... is so deep... mmm... I can't take it... mmm hng... my womb... is going to be... ravaged..." Even if Yazawa Emi's private part was highly sensitive, it couldn't withstand such an intense attack, especially since my member was adjusted to the size most suitable for her private part, capable of giving Yazawa Emi the greatest pleasure.
"This is truly comfortable, Mrs. Yazawa, I'm going to ejaculate now. The first release will be into your eager private part. It's coming." After such a long session, my member also felt the urge to ejaculate. Naturally, I released my restraint, preparing to unleash my first stream into Mrs. Yazawa's private part today.
"Release it... release it... shoot it into my... private part..." Yazawa Emi's womb even dropped slightly, showing how much she craved my semen right now. If a sliver of rationality remained, Yazawa Emi might try to refuse a full internal release, but now she was clearly beyond thinking about that. Furthermore, even if she tried to stop me, it would be futile unless I intended to ejaculate elsewhere.
"I'm releasing it to you, take it well, Mrs. Yazawa. This is the semen of love, your reward. I'm going to fill your private part." I thrust my member deep into Mrs. Yazawa's private part. The head of my member pushed open her womb opening, and my member pulsed, shooting out strong, powerful semen.
"It's in... the hot... semen... is all... shot inside... ah... my womb... is going to be... filled..." Hot semen shot into Yazawa Emi's womb in wave after wave, making her womb tingle and her lower abdomen warm. The force was as if it intended to completely fill her womb.
"Shooting it all into you, shooting it all into you." A large amount of semen continued to be released into Mrs. Yazawa's womb. Her womb was practically full of semen, making Yazawa Emi's lower abdomen slightly distended, looking as if she were pregnant—incredibly suggestive and exciting. It also gave me a great sense of accomplishment, having filled a married woman's private part and dominated her womb.
"Mmm... so much... semen... my womb... is so full... so bloated... so comfortable..." After I finished ejaculating, my member lingered inside Mrs. Yazawa's private part for a while before being pulled out. Since I planned to continue having intimacy with Mrs. Yazawa afterward, I had to let the excess semen flow out first; otherwise, I really might burst Yazawa Emi's womb.
"Mmm... pant... mmm... pant..." Yazawa Emi, having received the baptism of my semen, gasped continuously. Her hazy red eyes were slightly vacant. The cloudy white semen mixed with Yazawa Emi's pleasure fluid and flowed out. This scene was intensely arousing, making me long to immediately insert it again and start a fierce session. But I restrained myself to let Mrs. Yazawa rest for a moment.
"How was it? Comfortable, my Mrs. Yazawa?" I seized this time to dominate Mrs. Yazawa further. I picked up Mrs. Yazawa, who was lying sprawled on the office desk. Her perfectly sized breasts were pressed against my chest, and her stocking-clad legs crossed my waist. In this position, I carried Mrs. Yazawa and sat down in my chair.
"Mmm... mmm... comfortable..." Yazawa Emi rested her head on my shoulder. The scent of the young woman breathed onto my back. I kissed Yazawa Emi's elegant, swan-like neck, kissing all the way to her rosy cheek. Her flawless skin, dyed a charming red, looked even more enticing.
After kissing Mrs. Yazawa's captivating cheek several times, I kissed her fair, jade-like earlobe. I held the small earlobe in my mouth, gently grinding it with my teeth. This kind of foreplay clearly worked well on Mrs. Yazawa. Her seductive eyes narrowed in enjoyment.
My hands gently stroked Mrs. Yazawa's sweaty back. Mrs. Yazawa's snow-white breasts were pressed against my chest, flattened and looking incredibly alluring. Her reddish-brown nipples stood erect, rubbing against my chest muscles and making me itch. Her stocking-clad feet were around my waist, crossed and upturned.
"Well, Mrs. Yazawa, I'm coming again." Once Mrs. Yazawa had recovered a little, I remained seated in the chair, holding her. I adopted a specific position for our intimate encounter, inserting my large member into her private part again. Although I had let the excess semen flow out, the quantity was still substantial, so quite a bit of semen was squeezed out as I inserted.
"Mmm hng... the large member... is in again... sigh..." Yazawa Emi straightened her slender waist. Looking at her snow-white breasts shaking up and down due to my movements, I opened my mouth and latched onto an enticing nipple, sucking it repeatedly as if trying to draw milk out.
"Mmm... mmm... gently... even if... you suck like that, President Jian... no milk will come out... sigh..." Yazawa Emi threaded her hands into my hair. Although she verbally asked me to be gentle, her body strained forward, pressing her breasts tightly against my face. A faint scent of milk wafted to my nose.
"If Mrs. Yazawa... gives birth to a girl for me... won't you have milk again?" Hearing my words, Mrs. Yazawa's body instinctively paused, and her movements stiffened. But I ignored it. My member continued to vigorously ravish Yazawa Emi's private part. Soon, Mrs. Yazawa's body softened again.
"No... only this... no... President Jian... you know... I have a family... giving birth to your child... is not possible... sigh..." Yazawa Emi twisted her slender waist and swayed her buttocks, cooperating with me to find greater pleasure. I also felt even more satisfied. She was truly a tempting, beautiful young woman.
"But... Madam... you just let me ejaculate inside you... and filled your womb completely." I freed one hand and placed it on her stocking-clad leg wrapped around my waist, gently rubbing her stocking-clad thigh. My tongue fully licked and teased Yazawa Emi's reddish-brown nipple.
"That... that... was because... of the situation... and even if... I asked you not to ejaculate... President Jian... wouldn't you... still ejaculate inside me..." Yazawa Emi lowered her eyes meekly. Clearly, Yazawa Emi herself felt her own explanation was unreliable.
"Even if you say that... my semen still went in... Mrs. Yazawa, doesn't that mean you might get pregnant?" I didn't intend to expose Yazawa Emi's reasoning. Regardless, I had fully ejaculated inside her, and that was enough. I was determined to have this woman.
"Mmm... right... I'm in my safe period... during this time... sigh... so... it doesn't matter... sigh..."
"Oh... is that so... you didn't tell me that yesterday... in that case... it shouldn't matter... if I shoot even more semen inside... should it?" As if to prove my point, I immediately accelerated the pace of penetration, as if I were about to release another load.
"Eek... mmm... that... that... sigh... as you like... I don't care anymore... I'm in my safe period anyway... you can ejaculate as much as you want..." Yazawa Emi had given up thinking. She had already said the words, so could she now say she wasn't in her safe period? She adopted a mentality of since you've already penetrated me and ejaculated inside me, whatever happens next doesn't matter.
"In that case... I won't hold back... I'm going to fill... Mrs. Yazawa's eager private part." I smiled knowingly and thrust vigorously. Mrs. Yazawa's vertical movements became wider, with me ravishing her in an up-and-down motion. Regarding my words, Mrs. Yazawa could only roll her eyes—you weren't holding back earlier either.
Afterward, we continued our fierce battle, with me ejaculating several more times into Mrs. Yazawa's private part. However, this time, I didn't deliberately let the excess semen flow out as before. Instead, I first filled Mrs. Yazawa's abdomen until it was full, distended as if she were several months pregnant. Then, to prevent her womb from bursting, I gradually allowed the overflow to control the amount. Under my deliberate control, even now, after we finished our intimate encounter, Mrs. Yazawa's abdomen was still bulging as if she were heavily pregnant.
"Are you satisfied now..." Yazawa Emi lay panting in my arms. One of her long, stocking-clad legs was draped over the armrest of the chair. I cradled Yazawa Emi's shoulder with one hand and stroked her stocking-clad leg with the other, enjoying the post-intimate moment of flirtation.
"Mmm mmm, it's alright. If Mrs. Yazawa could stay tonight, I'd be even more satisfied." Looking at Mrs. Yazawa's abdomen, which was distended from the semen, and the messy area between her legs caused by the semen, I couldn't help but nod, adopting a look that suggested it's alright, but it could be better, which truly made Yazawa Emi gnash her teeth.
"We've been doing this for most of the day; isn't that enough? Besides, we agreed earlier that you'd let me go home." Yazawa Emi gave me a look filled with the charm of a mature woman. Seeing her rosy cheeks, which still carried the afterglow of intimacy, I couldn't resist kissing her. This beautiful young woman was truly charming and yet still cute.
"If possible, I would certainly want Mrs. Yazawa to stay with me tonight, but since I promised you, I will naturally keep my word." I extended the hand supporting Mrs. Yazawa's shoulder and pinched her cheek, which was as soft and smooth as a young girl's skin. This gesture, like something lovers would do, made Yazawa Emi's cheeks flush even redder with shyness.
"Hmph, you've swollen me down there, and you still have the nerve to ask me to stay longer." Yazawa Emi didn't really doubt that I would let her go home. From our previous interactions, I was somewhat reliable when it came to important promises. Well, after so many comparisons, I don't even know if I can trust him anymore, Yazawa Emi couldn't help but inwardly tease herself.
"Hehe, Madam, you know the miraculous properties of my semen. This slight swelling will disappear soon." Judging by Yazawa Emi's reaction, she also enjoyed the post-intimate flirtation. In fact, women often appreciate the attention and sweet talk from men after intimacy. It makes them feel that the man likes them for more than just the physical act.
"Speaking of which, I always have to marvel, President Jian, are you even human?" Not only did he possess incredible intimate ability, but the miraculous effect of his semen always astonished Yazawa Emi. It could not only quickly eliminate fatigue and swelling but also had an excellent effect on the skin. She did feel that her skin was getting smoother and more supple every day. Don't even mention the folk tale about consuming semen improving the skin—that has no credibility.
"Of course, I'm human, just a little special." I slowly rubbed Mrs. Yazawa's stocking-clad leg, making a pleasant shhh sound. The hand that had been on Mrs. Yazawa's cheek now gently pinched her crystalline earlobe. Just this was enough to revive my member, which now pressed directly against Yazawa Emi's waist.
"You want to start again?! We agreed you'd let me go home. You can't break your word." Feeling the hot, large thing at her waist, she instantly panicked. It was already past 10 PM. If we started again, even an excuse about working overtime might not be enough.
"Relax, relax, I'm quite confident in controlling my desires. Besides, holding a great beauty like you, Mrs. Yazawa, it would be abnormal if I didn't have some reaction." I squeezed Mrs. Yazawa's voluptuous, stocking-clad thigh with my hand, using my actions to say, how can I not react to a beauty like you?
"You lecher, you just know flowery words. Alright, it's time for me to go back; it's getting too late." After resting for a while, the blush on Yazawa Emi's face had faded considerably. Seeing that she was preparing to leave, I thoughtfully took a towel from the office desk drawer and wiped Yazawa Emi's lower body.
"There, all clean. No matter how many times I see it, Madam, your private part is truly beautiful." As I carefully cleaned Mrs. Yazawa's private part, her face, which had just calmed down, flushed red again. However, Mrs. Yazawa didn't stop me. She was very satisfied with this caring gesture. It had to be said that this man certainly had a way with women.
"Well, I'll be heading back now, President Jian." A woman's mood is always changeable. Now, Yazawa Emi had reverted to her previous indifferent look. It was hard to imagine how fully engaged she had been during intimacy just moments ago. Since Mrs. Yazawa had said so, I reluctantly removed my hand from her stocking-clad leg and helped Mrs. Yazawa stand up.
Then, I took out a new pair of panties and flesh-colored stockings for Mrs. Yazawa from the bottom drawer. She was somewhat surprised the first time she saw why my office was stocked with women's intimate wear, but she quickly figured that a great lecher like me must have had intimate sessions in the office many times, so keeping replacement clothes handy was normal.
Watching Mrs. Yazawa lift her long, beautiful legs, holding the flesh-colored stockings and slowly pulling them over her delicate feet, covering her beautiful legs, made me long to have her again immediately. Yazawa Emi naturally sensed my burning gaze, as if I wanted to devour her whole, so she quickened the pace of putting on the stockings.
After finishing one leg, Mrs. Yazawa quickly switched to the other. Watching her long, beautiful legs standing straight there, I couldn't help but swallow a few times. The entire motion of putting on stockings was incredibly enticing. The moment the stockings were fully on, it was truly breathtaking.
"Mrs. Yazawa, you are too beautiful. Just the act of putting on stockings is enough to make me lose control." After putting on the stockings, Yazawa Emi ignored my words and continued to find and put on the black high heels that had been scattered on the floor. Watching her seductive, stocking-clad feet slowly slip into the mysterious black high heels was an incredibly stimulating sight.
"Alright, haven't you stared enough? I'm leaving." After putting on the high heels, a beautiful office woman stood before me again. Moreover, her face was radiant from being recently refreshed. Coupled with the black OL suit and flesh-colored stockings, her charm was irresistible.
"Alright, I'll walk you down. I'll ask Yumi to drive you home." Yazawa Emi didn't object, nodding her head, and walked out of the office first. It was late now, and most people had left work. There were a few female security guards on patrol, but they were all my people, so she wasn't worried about being seen leaving my office so late. I had explained this to Yazawa Emi before, so she was relatively calm now.
Soon, we took the elevator down to the ground floor. Yazawa Emi maintained an indifferent face throughout, not wanting to engage with me. I guessed this was due to both wanting to keep things professional and a bit of shyness—having been seen by me in such a vulnerable state of submission repeatedly. Based on my understanding of Mrs. Yazawa, being shy was a natural reaction.
"Yo, Boss~." Upon reaching the building entrance, I saw a taxi parked there. The beautiful, brown-haired woman inside saw us approaching and greeted us from afar. Yazawa Emi, who had maintained a cold face the entire way down, couldn't help but smile slightly and quickly walked to the taxi.
"Yumi, thank you. It's so late, and you still have to pick me up." When Yazawa Emi reached the car window, she clasped her hands together, thanking Miyamoto Yumi first. Whenever it got this late, I would always have Yumi pick her up, which made her feel slightly awkward. The beautiful, spirited, brown-haired woman before us was Miyamoto Yumi, the police officer from the Case Closed/Detective Conan world. How I managed to acquire her is a story for another time.
"It's no trouble. I wouldn't feel comfortable letting Emi go home alone so late; I'd worry about some great lecher taking advantage." As she said this, Miyamoto Yumi intentionally glanced at me several times, which made me inwardly scoff—if I truly wanted to, even you couldn't stop me, little girl.
"Mmm, with Yumi here, I feel relieved." After saying that, Yazawa Emi walked to the other side of the taxi and opened the door. Yazawa Emi, who was about to get in directly, couldn't resist glancing back at me. I conveniently winked at her, and Yazawa Emi quickly got into the car, looking guilty.
"Well, Boss, I'm heading off."
"Mmm, thank you for your hard work, my little Yumi. A kiss now, and I'll reward you properly when you return." I gave Miyamoto Yumi a fierce kiss on the cheek as a reward. Even the spirited Miyamoto Yumi blushed slightly, with me showing such affection and saying those words in front of Yazawa Emi.
"Stop it, you fickle man, you're all sweet talk." Although Miyamoto Yumi said this, the slight curve of her lips indicated that she was quite pleased, even Yazawa Emi noticed it from the side. This sinful man, how many women will he tempt before he is satisfied? Thinking that she was one of them, Yazawa Emi couldn't help but sigh softly.
Finally, Miyamoto Yumi rolled her eyes at me, then started the taxi and drove away. I stood there, waving goodbye to Yazawa Emi and the others, then walked towards my own home instead of going back into the building. My home in this world wasn't far from here; it was a house I had built on a plot of land I specifically purchased.
"Master, welcome back." As I approached the courtyard and was about to enter, a cold greeting came through.
Looking over, I saw a maid dressed in a blue and white uniform. The maid's skirt reached knee-length, and the top was short-sleeved and low-cut, with a green maid collar tie around her neck. She wore characteristic white maid cuff bracelets on her wrists.
She had short silver hair, with sideburns braided into small pigtails tied with green ribbons at the ends. Her eyes were a brilliant, ruby-like red. A pocket watch hung from her waist, and her long, beautiful legs were clad in ornate patterned fishnet stockings, with blue short boots on her feet.
"Mmm, I'm back, Sakuya." After Izayoi Sakuya opened the door, I walked in. Izayoi Sakuya followed behind me, maintaining an appropriate distance. She was indeed the perfect and elegant Chief Maid. With her, everything at home was in order. Bringing her along was definitely the right choice, though it had taken quite a bit of effort at the time.
"Master, please be mindful of the time and place. There is a guest waiting in the living room." Izayoi Sakuya looked at me calmly, not knowing when my hand had crept up her fishnet-stocking-clad thigh. As a maid, Izayoi Sakuya knew her master's character too well; it was highly possible he would get carried away and act improperly right in the doorway.
"It seems that matter is settled then." Speaking of business, I reluctantly stopped my hands and quickly walked into the living room. It was already midnight; she must have been waiting for quite a while. As soon as I entered the living room, I saw a lovely OL beauty sitting on the sofa. Sakuya must have informed her of my return, as the OL beauty sat properly, waiting for my arrival.
"President Jian." The OL beauty immediately stood up and greeted me. I waved my hand, indicating she needn't be so reserved and should sit down. I also took a seat on the side sofa. Just then, Izayoi Sakuya brought in tea and then stood behind me, ready for instructions.
"You've waited this late for me, so the matter should be resolved." I took a sip of the black tea brewed by Izayoi Sakuya. Mmm, the taste is still excellent.
"Yes, President Jian. The pressure campaign you assigned against Nishikino Hospital has been completed. As for the subsequent pressure campaign against Otonokizaka Academy, preparations are underway."
"Mmm, well done. The plan for Otonokizaka Academy is not so urgent. You can let your subordinates relax for a bit. Everyone must be tired after completing the plan against Nishikino Hospital." Completing the plan so quickly showed high efficiency. I guessed the girls on the team had worked overtime, so they deserved a good reward.
"Yes, thank you, President Jian. We will do our best to complete the next mission too!" The OL beauty smiled and bowed to me in thanks. Instantly, her snow-white breasts came into my sight, along with her OL professional attire and my favorite stockings. My desire immediately flared up. While the OL beauty was still happy for her subordinates, I quietly moved to sit next to her.
"Before that, I need to properly reward you, the number one contributor." I grabbed the OL beauty and kissed her delicate lips. One hand kneaded her chest through her uniform, and the other roamed over her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings. I immediately pressed the OL beauty down onto the sofa.
Izayoi Sakuya calmly tidied the teacups on the table. She was long accustomed to her master's behavior and even thoughtfully went to prepare the necessary change of clothes for the guest. After an initial moment of surprise, the OL beauty quickly cooperated with me; after all, this wasn't the first time she had been intimate with me.