Therefore, Natsue, who had once lived a life of wealth, knew very well exactly how much these high-end cosmetics, skincare products, and expensive clothes cost.
Including the car outside, if she guessed correctly, it wasn't just an ordinary mercedes-benz, but a maybach, right?
Natsue sighed inwardly; it was wonderful. This way, Natsuka wouldn't have to live a hard life with her anymore.
The first thing Natsue thought of was not herself, but her daughter's future life.
Having ample funds as a security for life meant that at least the quality of their future life could be guaranteed.
"Kenji, these things are very expensive, aren't they? I'm afraid I cannot accept them..." Natsue said with a troubled expression, looking somewhat hesitant.
"Mama, just accept them!" Seeing this, Natsuka quickly took her mother Natsue's hand and said coaxingly, "dear isn't short of this little bit of money, so just accept them with peace of mind~"
"Yes, this is just a small gift, not worth mentioning. Please, Auntie, you must accept it," Kenji also persuaded her sincerely.
"This... well, alright then..."
Looking at her daughter's expectant eyes and Kenji's sincere expression, Natsue finally nodded and agreed.
The midday sun was scorching and bright.
Before starting to prepare lunch at noon, Kenji saw that Natsue was incredibly busy in the field, so he took the initiative to step forward and help Natsue finish the farm work together.
Kenji had the blessing of the 'Sturdy' skill; his body was strong and powerful, and his movements were agile and neat.
The farm work in this small patch of land, such as weeding and tilling the soil, was very easy for him. In a short while, the originally messy plot was organized neatly.
Natsue was working nearby and happened to look up, seeing Kenji's body revealed after he had taken off his shirt.
His muscle lines were smooth and tight, his shoulders broad, his chest thick, and the bulging muscles on his arms seemed to contain endless power. His whole person was like a Greek sculpture, exuding a masculine and perfect aura.
Natsue's heart suddenly began to throb wildly, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed.
This man was simply too perfect!
Whether it was his appearance or his kind gesture of helping, they all made Natsue's heart flutter.
She was actually a bit... jealous of Natsuka for having such an outstanding boyfriend.
But Natsue quickly came to her senses. She knew she couldn't have improper thoughts.
After all, this was her daughter's boyfriend. As an elder, how could she have strange ideas about him?
However, her body had become very strange, feeling itchy, and an indescribable craving surged from deep within her heart.
"Auntie Natsue, what's wrong?"
Putting away the sickle, the shirtless Kenji came to Natsue's side. He frowned slightly and asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Do I need to take you to the hospital?"
"No... no need," Natsue's heart pounded even harder, as if it were about to burst through her chest, and her face gradually became flushed.
Facing Kenji's worried gaze, she stammered, "It's... it's nothing... I might just be tired from doing farm work these past few days, that's why I'm a bit exhausted..."
"So that's how it is. Well, Auntie Natsue, since the opportunity has presented itself, let me give you a massage~" The corners of Kenji's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
"Eh? A... massage?" Natsue was slightly stunned, a flash of surprise and hesitation in her eyes.
"That's right. Come on, I've already finished the farm work, so Auntie Natsue can relax and have a good rest this afternoon." As Kenji spoke, he gently patted Natsue's shoulder.
Natsue originally wanted to refuse Kenji's proposal for a massage; she felt it was somewhat inappropriate.
But the continuous farm work over the past few days had indeed left her quite exhausted, her body feeling as if the strength had been drained out of it.
Coupled with Kenji's sincere and insistent request, Natsue eventually agreed.
In the end, she was just an ordinary woman, and doing farm work while carrying such a large pair of breasts, it would be strange if she wasn't tired.
In the room, Natsue gently closed the sliding door, isolating the noise from the outside world.
Wearing a thin white shirt, she lay quietly on the tatami. Due to the labor just now, her clothes were soaked with sweat, making them somewhat translucent, and her intimate garments underneath could be vaguely seen.
There were also her strikingly curved hips, rising and falling gently with her breathing, outlining a charming silhouette.
Kenji unconsciously swallowed his saliva, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Hiss!
This scene, this atmosphere, was simply fantastic!
Kenji tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Auntie Natsue, how old are you this year?"
Natsue was slightly taken aback, then the corners of her mouth turned up.
"Auntie is already 37 this year; I'm already an obasan."
While asking questions, Kenji naturally placed his hands on Natsue's back and began to press down gently with a soft technique.
At the same time... Desire Control, activate!
Sensitivity 500x, activate!
Two skills were released instantly.
"37? How could that be? To me, Auntie Natsue looks like she's only 20, very young!"
"Kenji really knows how to joke; Auntie is already past her prime, ohohoho—"
In an instant, Natsue felt a strange electric current surge from all over her body. Her two long legs, which had been relaxed, tightened instantly, and her waist, which had a bit of plumpness, also trembled uncontrollably.
Immediately after, an embarrassing thing happened: Natsue's pants were actually dampened by a patch of moisture.
Kenji's eyes widened slightly, and he marveled inwardly.
She reached climax just like that?
She really is sensitive~
A wicked smile curled on Kenji's lips as he deliberately asked, "Auntie Natsue, how is it? The massage is very comfortable, isn't it?"
As he spoke, his fingers nimbly hooked the T-shirt from the waist and slowly moved upward. His movements carried a hint of ambiguity and teasing until they reached the area of the black bra. With a gentle flick of his finger, he unfastened the bra and continued upward, gently removing both the T-shirt and the bra.
"No... it's not okay... you can't..."
Natsue's lips trembled slightly, her voice carrying a hint of panic and struggle. Her remaining logic, like a candle in the wind, supported her as she shook her head in refusal, her eyes full of resistance and fear.
Kenji had a seemingly gentle smile on his face, his tone soft as if he were soothing her: "It's okay, Auntie Natsue. I'm just helping you with a massage. It's just inconvenient with your clothes and bra on, and I wouldn't be able to massage properly, so that's why I'm helping you take them off, okay?"
As he spoke, his hands continued to press gently and steadily on Natsue's back.
However, the fingers of those two hands would occasionally and inadvertently brush against the sides of Natsue's breasts. Each touch was like a small brush, lightly sweeping over Natsue's sensitive nerves.
Relying on that 'Sensitivity 500x' ability, Kenji constantly teased her nerves, destroying her remaining defensive line of logic bit by bit.
Soon, Kenji felt that the delicate, silk-like snowy back under his fingertips could no longer satisfy his increasingly intense interest.
He leaned down slightly, close to Natsue's blushing ear, and whispered, "It's very comfortable, isn't it, Natsue? Come, the back is finished. Turn your body over, and I'll help you massage the front, okay?"
That voice carried a hint of seduction, echoing softly in the quiet room.
Natsue's body was already beyond her control. Because her body had become extremely sensitive, combined with Kenji's hot, large hands constantly stroking her body at will, she had already fallen into continuous climaxes. Her whole body was shaking violently, like a leaf drifting in a gale, with no strength at all to resist Kenji's actions.
In a short while, the lying Natsue was gently flipped over by Kenji, and that pair of fair and massive breasts appeared clearly and without reservation before Kenji's eyes.
"It's really wonderful, Natsue. Natsuka must never have gone hungry when she was little, right?"
As he spoke, Kenji directly used his hands to knead them roughly.
On the two fair slimes, the beautiful buds were not pink like Natsuka's, but a deep red with a hint of purple.
It certainly had a different kind of charm.
"Next, please allow me to have a good taste... no, I mean, I'm going to apply a layer of 'essential oil' on it. That way, it'll be easier to massage~"
Saying so, Kenji opened his wide mouth and bit down in one go.
What essential oil? It was nothing more than saliva.
Outside the door, the sunlight was like golden threads, gently sprinkling over the other side of the courtyard, plating the entire world in a warm hue.
Natsuka was wearing that apron with the cute floral print, working busily in the kitchen.
Her hands danced skillfully, at one moment chopping vegetables and at another stir-frying, her mind entirely focused on preparing lunch.
She was completely unaware and oblivious to the absurd things happening in that hidden corner of the house; her mind was full of presenting a sumptuous lunch to her dear Kenji and her mother later.
While skillfully chopping vegetables, the knife and cutting board creating a rhythmic sound, Natsuka thought happily to herself, "Today is the first time my dear is coming over as a guest, so I must prepare something grand."
At that thought, the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and her face overflowed with a happy smile, as if she could already see the warm scene of having a happy meal with her dear Kenji and her mother.
At the same time, a hint of doubt arose in her heart, and she muttered to herself, "Mom went to the fields for farm work, why has she been gone for so long? Logically, she should be back by now. There isn't much work in the fields, so nothing could have happened, right?"
"Forget it, she'll probably be back just as I finish preparing lunch. It'll be so nice for the whole family to have a lively meal together then."
Thinking this, Natsuka's mood grew even more cheerful, and she began humming a little tune. Her crisp singing voice echoed in the kitchen, and her hands moved even more briskly as she continued preparing lunch.
Meanwhile, on this side of the room, the atmosphere was completely different.
Kenji's face was full of greed, his eyes brimming with desire. He had just finished tasting Natsue's two plump and bountiful 'delicacies,' and only after a long time did he reluctantly lift his head.
By now, Natsue's soft, fleshy breasts were covered in sticky saliva, shimmering with a strange luster in the dim light, as if telling the story of the intense 'battle' that had just occurred.
Kenji had no intention of stopping. He smacked his lips a couple of times, a smug and somewhat wicked smile appearing on his face as he said, "Auntie Natsue's breasts are truly delicious. Thank you for such warm hospitality, Auntie. However, if there were milk, it would be even more beyond words~"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to lower his head and lick his way down from Natsue's flat lower abdomen.
That soft little belly trembled slightly with his movements, and it felt excellent to knead. However, Kenji didn't linger there for long; after a few kisses, he impatiently headed straight for the destination he had in mind for this trip.
He skillfully hooked his fingers into Natsue's pants and pulled hard. The movement was crisp and crude, pulling them along with the underwear inside down to her ankles in one go.
"Eh?"
Kenji's eyes widened, a flash of surprise crossing his face, followed by an even more wicked smile at the corners of his mouth.
He slowly and carefully spread Natsue's legs, his gaze falling directly on her private area, only to find that there wasn't a single hair down there. The entire area was smooth and clean, the skin as delicate as a young girl's.
He leaned in for a closer look and pondered to himself; this didn't look like it had been shaved at all. That could only mean one thing: Natsue was actually a White Tiger.
Kenji smirked, a mischievous grin on his face, as he deliberately teased her in a frivolous and explicit tone, "Oh, Auntie Natsue, you call yourself an obasan, but look down here—how is it that there isn't even a single hair? This hairless look can only be considered that of a little girl~"
Those words were like sharp knives, constantly pricking at Natsue's self-esteem.
Hearing this, Natsue's body trembled slightly, and a flush of shame and indignation rose to her face. Yet, she was powerless to resist and could only turn her head away slightly, trying to avoid the words that caused her such embarrassment.
Seeing this, Kenji's eyes grew even greedier as he chuckled, "Next, let me give Auntie Natsue a good massage down there~"
Before his voice could fade, he had already impatiently spread Natsue's legs again and buried his head, greedily licking and sucking at that private place that still looked pink and hadn't been graced for over ten years.
Natsue's sensitive zone was suddenly subjected to such a fierce assault, and her already fragile rationality was completely shattered in an instant.
She let out a strange and unpleasant pig-like squeal, her body twisting violently out of control. Her waist arched upward abruptly as if meeting Kenji's movements, reaching that unspeakable climax once again.
Fortunately, Kenji was prepared and quickly stepped back; otherwise, that surging liquid would have sprayed all over his face.
Having not been treated this way for over ten years, her long-suppressed desires were now being unleashed like a flood breaking through a dam under the development of Kenji's skills. The scene was truly so overwhelming it was staggering.
With a successful, wicked smile, Kenji slowly leaned in close to Natsue, his warm breath fanning over her face, and then he gently kissed Natsue's flushed, slightly trembling red lips.
The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes full of playfulness as he deliberately drawled, "Auntie Natsue, does it feel good? Look at you. How is my massage technique? It's been so good that you've climaxed three or four times already, hasn't it? Hmm?"
At this moment, Natsue's eyes were glazed, and her lips were slightly parted, emitting incoherent sounds: "Oh... oh ho ho... ha... so... so goood—ho ho..."
Her body also twisted slightly, as if she were still savoring the extreme pleasure from just now.
Seeing this, Kenji's eyes became even greedier, and he continued, "Does it really feel that good? Look at you, you can't even speak clearly. Auntie Natsue has been empty for so long, you must really want some nourishment, right?"
As he spoke, he slowly reached out to unfasten his underwear.
Simultaneously, Natsue's glazed and unfocused eyes stared straight at the hot, thick, and menacing "giant beast" before her. The last shred of her remaining sanity was completely destroyed in an instant by this intense visual impact.
As if driven by some instinct, she quite proactively opened her already flushed and now even more alluring mouth, swallowing that "giant beast" without hesitation. Then, her small, flexible tongue wrapped around it, gently licking and teasing it.
Seeing this, the corners of Kenji's mouth curled into a proud smile, thinking to himself: As expected of a housewife, some things really don't need to be taught.
His eyes were full of greed and desire. While gently stroking Natsue's slightly bulging cheek, which was making gurgling sounds due to the foreign object in her mouth, he leaned close to her ear and deliberately lowered his voice, saying with a hint of playfulness and seduction, "As expected, Auntie Natsue is already impatient for it, isn't she? However, if Auntie Natsue wants it, she has to spread herself open with her own hands and beg me to go in. Do you understand?"
Natsue's eyes were glazed and her consciousness was chaotic. Hearing this, shuffled sound: "Mmm... I want it... so much~" as if she were completely controlled by desire.
After saying that, she actually stuck out her small, agile tongue and gently licked that swollen, red mushroom head in a fawning manner.
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