Ayame Takamine distinctly felt that with Ethan's actions, her flower-heart began to weep, and the secreted lubricating fluid slowly flowed out, thoroughly moistening the tight passage.
Ethan constantly played with her tender toes and beautiful legs, making the girl's passion burn hotter and hotter.
The pink-haired, big-breasted beauty couldn't help but plead, "Mmm... Master... stop, stop torturing me."
Ethan's face showed a satisfied smile. Ayame Takamine knew he wanted her to beg him like this, but she still couldn't resist the desire of her mature body, using a seductive voice and glazed eyes to beg for his affection.
Ethan stopped fondling Ayame Takamine's legs and feet, looking at the girl lying on the bed, her passion ignited.
Her beautiful, seductive body was soft and supple, sinking into the crimson bedsheet. Her pink hair was spread out, a few strands clinging together with sweat. Silk lingerie was rolled up on her slender waist and full breasts. Her two long legs were hoisted onto his shoulders, her pale little feet in black stockings constantly curling.
Ethan's deep eyes were filled with leaping sparks. He spoke in a low, magnetic voice, "Big Sister Ayame, you are truly beautiful."
He traced the length of Ayame Takamine's feet, stroking the smooth stockings, from her fair, tender calf to her full, round thigh. The thin silk stockings extended to her inner thigh, and the buttock-groove beyond was already completely flooded.
Ayame Takamine gasped deeply. Her silken, seductive eyes widened into an almond shape. The lust that had been slowly scorching her nerves suddenly flared up.
Ethan extended one hand to rub back and forth in her flesh-seam, causing a slight pain and itch, until the girl cried out with a playful groan: "Little Ethan... Mmm?... Master... you're so naughty..."
Ayame Takamine herself felt her sweet, scolding voice sounded like a lover's request for attention, and Ethan certainly wouldn't ignore it.
He did not remove the girl's sexy lace panties. Instead, he gently pushed the translucent fabric aside, and his hot, rigid behemoth pressed against her slippery petals.
"It's so big..."
Although she had accommodated the behemoth many times, every time she saw it, Ayame Takamine felt a shock in her heart.
Ethan was in no rush to penetrate. He merely rubbed his firm, large flesh rod against Ayame Takamine's tender petals. The enormous tip was stuck at the sensitive soft spot of her aperture. He also occasionally squeezed the rosy little bean with his finger.
"Mmm... Mmm?... Mmm?..."
The beautiful girl's hot lower body was filled with a tingling ache, but she couldn't comfortably release.
Ayame Takamine knew Ethan wanted her to continue begging him, inviting him to enter deeply. Although she knew she would eventually surrender, the girl's pride decided to resist until the last moment under Kasumi Takamine's gaze.
"Ah... Ah... Ah, ah?..."
The pink-haired, big-breasted beauty's back twisted back and forth and side to side on the bed, twisting her lingerie and the sheet. Her hands were weakly half-curled in front of her mouth, her teeth gently biting her raised, elegant finger. Her other hand was placed on her chest, kneading her already swollen, snow-white giant breasts.
Ethan's hands reached beneath Ayame Takamine's body. From below, he separated her buttock-groove, gripping her full buttock flesh, and plunged his huge flesh rod into the dripping wet Peach Spring Cave.
Inside the nectar-filled passage, all the soft flesh layers wrapped around the intruder. The feeling of being completely full and stretched instantly swept through Ayame Takamine's mind.
It also burned away her last bit of rationality. The beautiful girl uncontrollably shook her slender waist, desperately craving Ethan's affection.
Ayame Takamine threw her head back, her slender fingers curled into ten little white jade knots, tightly clutching the bedsheet.
Ethan pressed Ayame Takamine's legs, encased in black lace stockings, to the sides of her body, forcing her into an embarrassing fleshy frog posture. The inner sides of her alabaster thighs were flipped onto the bed, and half of her fragrant rear was suspended off the bed, constantly sliding outward, as if actively pressing towards his groin.
Witnessing firsthand how Ayame Takamine succumbed beneath Ethan, Kasumi Takamine's mature body began to stir again.
Her swollen, broken flower-valley, nourished by the life essence and Magic Power, had mostly recovered. She couldn't help but use her slender finger to stimulate herself, while her other hand constantly squeezed her full, snow-white twin peaks.
Seeing such a ravishing scene, Ethan became incredibly excited. Thrusting his hips forcefully, he pulled his beautiful, alluring adopted mother to his side.
He forcefully pounded her daughter while kissing her. This incredibly stimulating dynamic almost made Ethan climax inside the beautiful girl's tight flower-valley.
Beneath Ethan, Ayame Takamine was equally thrilled watching him and her mother intimately embrace.
She vigorously kneaded her full breast peaks with both hands, letting the hardened nipples rub against the inside of her lingerie, while hooking her two legs, encased in white lace stockings, around Ethan's lower back.
Both beautiful feet were rigidly flexed, her insteps tightly locked onto Ethan's waist, signifying her physical and mental desire.
The intensely hot little Ethan moved rapidly in and out of Ayame Takamine's passage, grinding against the delicate inner walls. The dense nectar, under his continuous thrusting, was gradually churned into a cloudy white foam.
The pleasure intensified violently, the flame catching fire. Ayame Takamine instantly felt her entire body ablaze.
"Ah?..." She gently bit her lower lip, her snow-white body tinged with a seductive rosy blush.
Ayame Takamine only felt the areas Ethan was playing with were hot and tingly. The sensitive spots he had previously developed were screaming with hunger.
The beautiful girl involuntarily gasped, pulling his hand to her round, snow-white breast.
"Here too..."
Ayame Takamine impatiently guided his hand to massage her Jade Breast. The nipple stood rigid in his palm, constantly circling as he made circular motions.
"We'll let Sis' Kasumi help with this."
Ethan licked and kissed the beautiful girl's earlobe, his low whisper like the seductive voice of a demon.
He pushed the naked Kasumi Takamine down onto Ayame Takamine's body. His hands roamed over the voluptuous widow's mature body. The beautiful girl's cravings would be satisfied by her mother.
The moment Kasumi Takamine reached out to caress Ayame Takamine's youthful, energetic body, the tender flesh inside the beautiful girl's pink flower-valley instantly began to writhe anxiously.
Watching the beautiful mother and daughter blossom before him, Ethan also quickly pumped his hips, matching the thrusting frequency to the blazing lust, moving rapidly inside Ayame Takamine.
"Ah, ah... so amazing?..."
The pink-haired, big-breasted beauty moaned loudly, her eyes filled with delight, no longer caring about the embarrassment of being in front of her mother.
Pleasure triggered a surge of spring water, constantly making a slapping sound at their point of union, radiating the ambiguous atmosphere of their lovemaking.
Ethan leaned down and sucked the rosy nipple. As his tongue flicked, pleasure detonated inside Ayame Takamine, instantly sending her to the pinnacle of ecstasy.
The beautiful girl thought it was over, but unexpectedly, Ethan was just short of his own climax.
Using the afterglow of the climax echoing inside her, Ethan pinched the trembling flower-kernel. A strange, new, hot tingle surged, bringing an even more explosive climax.
Ethan gradually increased the force, thrusting rhythmically. Several shallow strokes both satisfied Ayame Takamine's need for physical friction and stoked her craving for the deep penetration of the hot behemoth.
At that moment, little Ethan delivered a deep strike, pushing her onto the crest of the pleasure wave.
Ayame Takamine was quickly overwhelmed by the surging pleasure. She tightly hugged Ethan, her soft, pink hair fanning out on the pillow, her snow-white skin flushed with a rosy tide, fine beads of sweat on her delicate nose.
The beautiful girl with the big breasts and long legs let out a dreamy moan, her face showing an expression of both agonizing discomfort and overwhelming joy.
Little Ethan was tightly wrapped and surrounded by Ayame Takamine's contracting flesh walls. Every thrust was an indescribable pleasure!
Ethan's face showed a look of enjoyment from the sheer pleasure. His behemoth constantly swelled inside her tender, soft folds. He couldn't help but begin to thrust and pump vigorously.
The sexy beautiful girl moaned, twisting her slender waist. "Ah, mmm... so comfortable?..."
Ethan lifted her long, beautiful legs onto his shoulders again. His thick behemoth pushed open her fresh, moist petals, relentlessly assaulting her without pause.
Milky white spring water and flower-nectar constantly splashed from their point of intercourse. Ayame Takamine's body convulsed under Ethan's full-force assault. Tightly hugging Ethan, she moaned seductively in his ear, "I love you?... Ah, I'm... flying?... Ah...