Anri Shiroki was starting to get scared.
The boy was like an engine with an infinite fuel supply. He never got tired. He played with her all morning; he played with her again while she was cleaning; and then he finished inside her twice more in the kitchen while she was trying to cook lunch.
Lunch was late, and even while they were eating, Alex didn't stop. He made her go under the table to give him a blowjob. She ended up eating her lunch with the taste of his essence still in her mouth.
It was madness.
"I'm heading out—"
Finally, Alex announced he was going out. Anri let out a massive sigh of relief. She needed to sleep. If they kept up this intensity, she would literally waste away.
"Safe travels," she said, watching him leave from the doorway. Tsubaki let her rest, knowing she wasn't a "superhuman" like the rest of the inner circle yet.
Anri collapsed onto Alex's bed, surrounded by his scent, and fell into a deep slumber.
Meanwhile, Alex, showing zero signs of fatigue, was heading to the Miyajima residence. He wasn't there to see Sakura—he was there for her mother, Tsubaki Miyajima.
It had been a while since they last met, and he missed the beautiful milf. He was certain she missed him too, in more ways than one.
Ding-dong—
The Miyajima house, with its traditional Japanese architecture and dojo, felt very old-school. Alex observed that Sakura's father was a classic "Showara-era" man, and Mrs. Miyajima was a stunning "Showara-era" beauty.
"Coming..." A gentle, mature voice called out. Alex's smirk widened. When the door opened, he waved. "Good afternoon, Auntie Tsubaki."
"Alex..."
Tsubaki Miyajima's shock lasted less than a second before it was replaced by joy, longing, and... anticipation. She didn't even know why she was so happy to see him.
She felt a strange stir in her body the moment her eyes met his. She knew what her body was asking for.
"Alex, what are you doing here?"
"I missed you, so I came to see you," Alex smiled. "You aren't unhappy to see me, are you?"
"Of course not!" Her voice was a bit too loud. She couldn't help it; Alex's previous hypnosis and "Absolute Control" had wired her body to crave him while repelling her husband. That was why she had been sleeping in a separate room lately.
"I'm just surprised. I'm glad you came," Tsubaki said, rubbing her arm as her pulse quickened. "Come in."
She sighed. "Sakura just left, though. You just missed her."
Auntie, I waited for her to leave before I came, Alex thought. He put on a serious face. "That doesn't matter. I came to see you, not your daughter."
His words made the milf's heart race. "Do you have business with me, then?"
She led him into the house.
"Well... lately, I've been feeling restless. I can't sleep, and my body feels... off."
"Are you sick?" Tsubaki immediately reached out to touch his forehead. "If you're unwell, I should take you to the hospital. Honestly, doesn't your family look after you?"
"I don't need a hospital," Alex said, grabbing her soft, white hand. "I feel much better now that I've seen you."
"Eh?"
"I think it's because I haven't seen you in so long," Alex said, his voice full of feigned emotion as he felt her soft palm. "My heart was heavy. Now it's better."
"Alex..."
Tsubaki's heart pounded against her ribs. She felt a wave of heat wash over her. She was a mother, not some naive schoolgirl, but Alex's "Absolute Control" was exerting a powerful influence on her mind.
"You're exaggerating, Alex..."
"I'm telling the truth. I've had insomnia every night since we last met. Haven't you felt the same, Auntie?"
"..."
She had. Every single night. She couldn't stop thinking about him—the boy she had only met once. His strong body, his terrifying size, the heat of his touch... she had spent many nights masturbating to the memory of him.
No other man held any attraction for her anymore.
Alex saw her wavering. He stepped closer, sliding his hand up her arm to her armpit and then wrapping his arm around her. His fingers brushed against the side of her heavy breast. "Have you missed me, Auntie?"
He cupped one of her massive, fragrant breasts. Even through her clothes, the softness and elasticity were incredible. She had a body made for sin.
"Alex," Tsubaki trembled. Her desire, suppressed for days, was boiling over.
To her, Alex was an irresistible temptation. But she tried one last time to resist.
"Alex, wait—"