Half an hour later, the girl's uncontrollable high-pitched screams echoed in the room.
"Aaah~! Aaahn~! Hiroshi~! I'm cumming again~! Haaah~!"
Everything became dull. A dazed Shizuka sat slumped with her legs spread wide, her forehead resting on the desk, panting heavily as her pussy twitched from the intense orgasm, waiting for the cooldown time to end.
Nobi Hiroshi coughed a few times, "Drink less water in the future. Too much water in your body will also make you fat."
He placed one hand on the corner of the desk and supported himself to stand up.
He tore off a few tissues to wipe his face and other places that needed wiping, including the tatami on the floor.
After wiping, he opened the window for ventilation to prevent the wood inside from getting damp and rotting.
"Hmph, now you know how I usually feel." Shizuka shyly turned her head away.
She glanced at the busy Nobi Hiroshi from the corner of her eye. She did not dare to admit in her heart that he could really be a gourd water imp.
Goodness, two water imps from one vine were in this room. Indeed, like mother, like daughter.
"Of course I know, so Shizuka, I will also try not to waste," Nobi Hiroshi crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can in the corner with a perfect three-pointer.
His face was serious. Despite the topic being so perverse, his expression was quite solemn.
People in love must be like this. They would not find it hard to swallow out of disgust, after all, it was hard-earned holy water.
If you feel disgusted, it only means you do not love him or her enough yet. And if you get used to it, the taste is actually fine.
"Wh-what a waste… Don't say such embarrassing things!" Shizuka, whose strength had recovered, extended her small fists and hit the young man's shoulder like a massage.
But was it really okay that the things on her ankles were not pulled up? It should be over now.
"Shizuka, you can come down for dinner." Michiko's gentle voice came from downstairs, sweeter and more cloying than usual.
Perhaps it was because of her radiant face that her mood had become exceptionally joyful.
"Okay, Mom, we're coming." Shizuka responded in a hurry.
Her body felt like cotton as she rushed towards the door. She carried the nervousness of having tasted forbidden fruit.
Unbeknownst to her, she had already transformed from a good girl next door into a bad girl.
"Oh dear~" Her heel stumbled and she almost fell.
"Idiot, you haven't put them on yet. Do you want to walk out like this?" Nobi Hiroshi bent down.
His fingertips picked up the soft, pale yellow fabric embroidered with a bow. He also glanced at the delicate pussy.
His great blade was already hungry and impatient, determined to slay this alluring prey. But he should wait a bit longer. He would kill the tiger after fattening it up.
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"Hiroshi, please don't be polite. Our Shizuka has benefited so much from your care. Uncle is truly grateful to you."
At the rectangular dining table, Mr. Minamoto popped open a bottle of beer, tilted his head back, and chugged it down. His mustache was covered in beer foam.
"It's nothing, Uncle Yoshio. Shizuka and I are classmates. Tutoring her helps us both improve." Nobi Hiroshi said modestly.
Actually, your wife just paid the tuition, and Shizuka will also pay herself. It's just that you don't know.
"Shizuka is truly lucky to have a classmate like you. I'll have to trouble you in the future. Please bear with us." There were already two empty cans on the table.
Mr. Minamoto spoke while slightly tipsy. His gaze was fixed on the small bowl in front of him, piled high with dishes.
Two pairs of chopsticks constantly moved, one mature and one young, serving Shizuka enthusiastically. His own bowl was empty. He had been drinking alcohol since the beginning.
He felt they were overly enthusiastic. He remembered when Nobita, Suneo, and Gian came over.
His wife and daughter were never like this. The cuckold thought, puzzled, but could not find anything wrong.
"Don't worry, Uncle Yoshio. I'll come often to tutor Shizuka from now on." Nobi Hiroshi watched the increasingly drunk Mr. Minamoto and seriously buried his head in his food.
A delicate rub suddenly came from his calf. It turned out to be Shizuka giving him a suggestive look. Her lips opened and closed silently.
"I'll wait for you tonight~"
Nobi Hiroshi mouthed the words and analyzed them one by one. It seemed Shizuka's tuition would require more tips.
He truly envied Yoshio for having such a good wife, constantly concerned about her daughter's studies.
With a playful look at the cheerful cuckold, Hiroshi said goodbye to Shizuka's house after dinner.
"Doraemon, what are you doing?" Back home, Nobita was playing video games again. He wore something like VR glasses with Doraemon and was spacewalking in the room.
"Oh, it's Hiroshi. These are 22nd-century virtual game glasses. I specifically bought them back for you to play. This one is yours."
Doraemon took off the VR glasses from his head, pulled out a well-packaged box from his pocket, and handed it to Nobi Hiroshi.
"Is that so? Then thank you very much." Nobi Hiroshi excitedly tore open the packaging and put on the virtual game glasses.
The realistic effects of the adventurer game were much better than ordinary VR.
It felt like being truly present, with no difference in experience from reality. It allowed three people to connect without a network.
"Hiroshi, why are you developing faster than Doraemon and me? What's with this full set of golden equipment?" Nobita, whose entire body was made of wood in the game, was shocked.
"You started playing after us."
"Nobita, don't you know that to get rich, you first have to chop trees? Is it fun to play with NPC girls?" Nobi Hiroshi looked disdainfully at Nobita next to him.
He was not developing well and only knew how to interact with the NPC counter ladies. Although the NPCs were very AI, you cannot actually treat them as your wife.
"I… I didn't… I just wanted to learn more about the beginner quests." Nobita, whose secret had been exposed, was visibly nervous, yet remained unmoved.
"Sigh, I can't carry you. Doraemon, let's go level up in the wild." It was easy to talk big. Nobi Hiroshi took Doraemon to fight monsters and level up, immersed in the joy of the future world game.
"Hiroshi, you're back. Auntie has something to ask of you now." The door suddenly opened.
A fragrant breeze wafted through, and a large hand pinched Shota's cheek. The visitor meant no good. She had come to collect the 'grain tax'.
"Tamako Auntie, I'm playing a game." Nobi Hiroshi, unable to see what was in front of him, spoke calmly.
He had already satisfied his worldly desires at another lady's house. Now he just wanted to play video games.
"It's fine, play your game. Auntie won't disturb you. Let's go downstairs…" Tamako picked up Shota in her arms and hurried down the stairs, her steps clattering.
After locking the bedroom door, she immediately lowered her head for a wet, sloppy kiss.
"Wuwu~ Mmm~ Rua~ Aaah~ Hiroshi~"
"Tamako Auntie… I can't play like this…"
"I'd better take this off."
With wild monsters in front of him, Nobi Hiroshi could not see what Tamako was doing at all. He could only passively accept everything.
"No, this is fine. Hiroshi doesn't have to do anything. Just leave it to Auntie." Tamako continued.
"It's more spectacular than usual. How so~ Hiroshi likes this too, right? Auntie likes it very much too~ Mmm~"
She licked her lips, still wanting more, and looked at the blindfolded Shota. The demon in her heart appeared, and the sensation of skin against skin became more acute.
Hooking her heel, she pulled off the wet cloth. Tamako began to press up and down on his hard cock, her eyes burning with desire.
"Aaah~ So thick today~ Haaah~ It's stretching Auntie's pussy so good~!" she moaned as she rode him slowly at first, then faster, her big tits bouncing heavily.
Such a Shota was truly too adorable, causing the lady to overflow.
As for what was overflowing, that remained unknown. It was likely love like a tide. Listen, it sounds like the splashing of a stream!
Plap plap plap plap!
Tamako slammed her hips down harder, moaning shamelessly, "Ohh~! Fuck~! Hiroshi~ Your cock is hitting Auntie's womb~ Aaahn~! Smack my ass, baby~!"
Nobi Hiroshi reached up blindly and smacked her plump ass hard — SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! — making her cry out in pleasure.
"Yes~! Harder~! Aaah~! Auntie is your slut~ Mmmph~!"
"Doraemon, what's wrong with Hiroshi?" Inside the game, Nobita was utterly perplexed, watching Nobi Hiroshi talking to the void.
"I don't know. Maybe Hiroshi is testing something we haven't discovered in the game." Doraemon shook his head, not entirely convinced by his own guess.
Why was he sticking out his tongue while talking? No, it seemed his tongue was being pulled out. Strange.
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