Yayoi-san didn’t say a word at first. She just stood there, eyes half-lidded as she watched Mina bounce on my lap with increasing desperation.
The way her daughter’s back arched, the soft slap of skin on skin and the muffled moans leaking past Mina’s palm were all laid bare for her.
Yayoi-san’s gaze shifted down to where we were joined, staring at how my cock would disappear for a split second at each bounce, then up to my face, that mature, knowing smile curving her lips like she’d caught us doing exactly what she expected.
“Having fun without , Mii-chan, Ruki-dear?” She murmured in a teasing tone as she let go of my hand and trailed her fingers up Mina’s spine instead.
Mina quivered like she’d been shocked, her rhythm faltering as she whipped her head around. Her eyes went wide as her cheeks turned crimson when she realized her mom had already arrived, watching how she undid herself with pleasure.
“M-Mom! When did you... ahh~!”
Her protest cut off into a sharp gasp when I thrust up hard, burying myself deeper just to feel her clench around in surprise.
Yayoi-san chuckled softly, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of Mina’s head. “Don’t stop on my account, dear. You look so beautiful like this. Ruki-dear’s doing a good job, isn’t he?”
Mina made a mortified little sound but at the sa ti, her insides squeezed tighter as if being caught like this turned her on further. She hid her face against my neck again as her hips never stopped moving.
If anything, they rolled harder, like the audience had only made her bolder.
I slid one hand up Mina’s back to tangle in her ponytail, tugging gently to tilt her head back so I could capture her lips. She moaned into my mouth, thighs trembling around my hips.
Yayoi-san watched for another mont, then plopped down on my side. She reached for Mina’s cheek, then mine, before leaning in close as she whispered,
“Room for one more?”
I broke the kiss with Mina and turned to face her. “Always, Yayoi-san. Get over here.”
Mina whimpered when I stopped moving, but the sound turned into a soft gasp when Yayoi-san climbed onto the couch, straddling my thighs behind Mina so her daughter was sandwiched between us.
Yayoi-san’s hands slid around Mina’s waist, then up to cup her breasts properly. Her thumbs teasingly circled the stiff nipples until Mina arched with a broken moan.
“Mom... ahh... don’t...”
“Don’t what, Mii-chan?” Yayoi-san playfully whispered. “Don’t make you feel good while Ruki-dear fills you up? You’re soaking his lap, dear. I can see it from here.”
Mina’s whole body shuddered, walls clenching hard around like her mom’s words alone were enough to push her closer to the edge.
I groaned low in my throat, gripping Mina’s hips tighter as I started thrusting up again, slow and deep, letting her feel every inch while Yayoi-san teased her from behind.
The couch creaked under the added weight, but it held. Barely.
Yayoi-san leaned over Mina’s shoulder, capturing my lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue slid against mine while her fingers pinched Mina’s nipples just hard enough to make her cry out into the kiss we were sharing.
Mina’s arms could only tighten around my head as she rode harder, chasing the pleasure building from both sides.
“Ruki... Mom... I can’t... it’s too much...”
“That’s it, Mii-chan,” Yayoi-san murmured, breaking the kiss with to nip at Mina’s earlobe. “Let go. Show Ruki-dear how pretty you are when you co for us. And Ruki-dear, don’t forget to give it to her.”
One more deep thrust, one more twist of Yayoi-san’s fingers, and Mina shattered. At the sa ti, I blew my load, shooting everything I could inside her.
Her whole body trembled as her walls fluttered wildly around . She ca with a muffled scream as her love juices almost squirted out of her. Her thighs shook so hard I had to hold her steady, thrusting through it to prolong every spasm until she was limp and panting in my arms.
Yayoi-san kissed her temple softly, then looked at over Mina’s shoulder with that wicked, affectionate smile.
“Your turn to take care of now, Ruki-dear,” She whispered. “Mii-chan can watch how it’s done.”
Mina made a weak, oversensitive sound but didn’t protest when I lifted her carefully and placed her down on my side. My cock slid out of her, stained with our mixed essences.
Yayoi-san also shifted to my other side as she sensed trying to get up from the couch.
Then, with her eyes following , she watched position myself in front of her, her eyes gleaming with that familiar mix of hunger and affection.
With the tip so close to her face, Yayoi-san didn’t hesitate. Her gaze locked on my glistening cock, still slick from Mina’s release and throbbing with need. She licked her lips slowly, deliberately, like she was savoring the sight before the taste.
“Mmm... look at you, Ruki-dear,” she teasingly murmured, giving off all the mature allure as her hand wrapped around like silk. “All ssy from filling my daughter. How thoughtful of you to save so for .”
"Well, I can’t forget about you, can I? Besides, I ca here specifically for you. Mina and I can easily et each other at school, but you... I’m already thankful that I can spend ti like this with you, Yayoi-san."
Her eyes softened at that, the teasing glint giving way to sothing warr, more affectionate.
She gave a slow stroke, her thumb circling the head to spread the sticky ss, making groan from sensitivity.
"You sweet-talker," She whispered as she leaned forward, her breath blowing softly over the tip. "Always knowing exactly what to say to make lt."
Mina, still panting from exhaustion, let out a weak little huff of laughter. "Mom... you’re such a sap when he does that."
Yayoi-san shot her daughter a playful glare over her shoulder, but the smile tugging at her lips ruined the effect. "Hush, Mii-chan. You’re the one who just ca undone on his lap. Let your mother have her mont. He’ll be leaving after this. And I still have to return to the salon... Let’s not waste ti.”
With that, she leaned forward and took in her mouth in one smooth motion.
The heat of her tongue wrapping around made my hips jerk involuntarily.
Yayoi-san humd appreciatively, the vibration sending a jolt straight through as she swallowed deeper, her lips stretching around my girth like she was made for this.
Mina’s flushed face turned even redder as she watched her mother work.
But she didn’t look away. If anything, she scooted closer, one weak hand reaching out to cup my balls like she needed to help her mother in bringing more pleasure.
Yayoi-san pulled back slowly, tongue swirling around the head before she released with a soft pop. A thin string of saliva connected us for a second before breaking.
She looked up at with those half-lidded eyes, lips shiny and swollen.
“Still so hard for . Ruki-dear, you have to keep this up even years from now.”
Is she saying she’s planning to keep squeezing out in the future? Well, that’s not a bad idea. My desire for her was just as bottomless.
I exhaled shakily and nodded, letting her set the pace. anwhile, Mina squeezed my balls lightly, making groan out in reflex.
Yayoi-san giggled at the sudden twitch of my cock but she didn’t rush. She took her ti, alternating between slow, deep strokes that had hitting close to her throat and quick, teasing licks along the underside that made my thighs tense.
Every ti I got close, she pulled back just enough to deny , smirking up at like she knew exactly how much she was torturing .
Mina watched the whole thing with wide, fascinated eyes, her breathing still uneven from earlier. At one point, she reached out and brushed her mom’s hair back, tucking it behind her ear like she was helping.
Then, she leaned in, joining her mom in giving pleasure by targeting my balls with her soft tongue, lapping at them gently while Yayoi-san swallowed whole again.
The dual sensation hit like a truck. Yayoi-san’s hot mouth sliding down my length, Mina’s tongue swirling and sucking softly on my balls like she was trying to draw everything out of . Their cheeks brushed occasionally as they worked in perfect sync, mother and daughter sharing like it was the most natural thing in the world.
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