Releasing the dizzy Sayuri Takamine, Ethan decisively accepted Aya Takamine's challenge.
He had attempted the Sister Sandwich many tis before. With familiar ease, he picked up the pink-haired, big-breasted beauty and kissed her lips, which exhaled a fragrant breath.
Being watched by her mother, Aya Takamine felt like she was back when she first made love with Ethan.
Two shy, red clouds floated onto her cheeks. Her eyes showed seductive, rippling waves. A strange feeling surged from the bottom of her heart, mixed with a hint of anticipation.
This anticipation was a desire for Ethan to continue and deepen his actions.
Being simultaneously stimulated at the two most sensitive spots, Aya Takamine's body gradually heated up. An indescribable sensation of painful itching spread throughout her lower body. The feeling of ecstasy made her moan involuntarily.
Ethan's right hand had already slipped inside Aya Takamine's shorts. His middle finger slowly parted the two tightly closed, rosy petals, inserting into the secret cave hidden beneath the dense grass.
Upon entry, the pink-haired beauty's playful image completely collapsed. Her head whipped back violently in response, and an involuntary moan escaped her cherry lips: "Ah... Little Ethan?..."
Aya Takamine frowned, her toes curling up, trembling slightly.
Seeing Aya Takamine so clearly pleasured, Ethan's excitent surged. His finger, gently knocking at the Jade Gate Pass, did not stop, plunging straight into the Jade Maiden Cave. He felt not only how narrow the inner passage was, but also an incredibly strong sucking force.
His finger, deep inside the secret cave, was tightly entwined by the warm, slick, tender flesh. It was difficult to withdraw his finger from the hungry grip of Aya Takamine's secret cave.
Even with only the tip of his middle finger inserted, he felt an indescribable, comforting pressure.
Aya Takamine felt an unbearable agitation in her heart. Deep within the petals, flower-nectar began to slowly seep out, and a feeling of clear, full satisfaction spread from her entire body to her brain.
Waves of pleasure surged as Ethan's finger beca tightly integrated with her.
The finger inserted into the petals rotated like a stirrer, sending the pink-haired, big-breasted beauty soaring into the clouds.
The petals, opening in the wetness, involuntarily contracted, clamping down on the ruthless intruder. Aya Takamine couldn't help but let out another soft, wanton moan.
"Ah?..."
Listening to Aya Takamine's seductive tone, Ethan's face showed excitent. He continued to use his hand to massage the girl's pink flower-valley and anal aperture.
He then carefully rubbed Aya Takamine's clitoris and petals, his finger diligently lingering and moving within the tight, moist Peach Blossom Spring.
Aya Takamine's nose constantly humd, her soft moans unbroken, her gasps unconsciously growing more frantic.
The sensitive flesh walls of the girl's flower-valley reacted to Ethan's finger, which was constantly thrusting, poking, and digging. With every intense movent of his finger, Aya Takamine could feel her body convulsing.
Not only that, but under the watchful gaze of Kasumi Takamine, she released her first wave of nectar, which flowed down the inside of her thighs and into her pants.
The lewd squelching sound of water and flesh was rhythmically synchronized with Ethan's movents, echoing repeatedly in the bedroom.
Finally, Aya Takamine's lower body began to writhe and thrust unconsciously, obsessively addicted to the feeling, like a girl who had just tasted pleasure for the first ti.
"My good sister, is your body reacting?"
A strange excitent suddenly rose in Ethan's heart. He couldn't resist teasing Aya Takamine, and as he spoke, he carried her toward Kasumi Takamine.
He had long discerned that whenever Aya Takamine subconsciously looked at her mother, her flower-valley would contract sharply.
Ethan continued to stimulate her with his hand. Aya Takamine's consciousness was becoming hazy. The originally pale-pink, tightly closed, tender petals of her Jade Gate Pass finally flipped open.
The swollen petals emitted a seductive sheen. The flowing nectar had already soaked her entire inner thigh, giving her an indescribably lewd look.
Aya Takamine was so aroused by Ethan that her mind was muddled. She could no longer hold back and cried out seductively: "Little Ethan... Master?... Big Sister can't take it... take off my clothes..."
Ethan didn't continue to tornt the pink-haired, big-breasted beauty, as he was also reaching his limit of endurance.
Playing with the alluring body of her daughter, right in front of the naked widow, was a completely new experience for Ethan.
When the stimulation of his finger suddenly ceased, the swelling pleasure was interrupted. A vortex of unreleased emotion spun through Aya Takamine's body and mind. Her consciousness montarily cleared.
Opening her eyes, the familiar behemoth appeared before her, steaming hot, staring angrily, the bulging blue veins constantly throbbing.
It was a common sight, yet under her mother's gaze, the pink-haired beauty Aya Takamine felt overwhelming sha. She quickly closed her eyes and turned her head away, not daring to look.
But her body cried out for more. Her empty, itchy flower-valley flowed continuously, and her pink petals constantly twitched.
After a mont, Aya Takamine could no longer suppress the lust that had penetrated her soul. Blushing, she stamred, "Little Ethan Master... please hurry and co in... co into Big Sister's... inside."
Ethan gently turned his head, his lips lightly rubbing against the girl's mouth.
Aya Takamine's breathing rhythm was disrupted by his kiss, becoming rapid. Her full breasts began to slowly firm up under his kneading.
Especially the sensitive bud, which swelled slightly, sending waves of tingling current through her as her underwear rubbed against it.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm?..."
The pink-haired, big-breasted beauty began to let out low moans from her nose. Her teeth were easily pried open by Ethan's tongue, and he invaded her fragrant mouth.
Just as Aya Takamine was enjoying the tenderness of their lips and tongues mingling, she suddenly felt herself suspended in the air.
Ethan held Aya Takamine under her armpit with one hand and carried her legs at the knees with the other. His lips remained latched onto Aya Takamine's soft tongue, relentlessly sucking.
Monts later, Ethan released her, bent down, and grasped her two tender feet, hoisting them onto his shoulders. This position allowed Aya Takamine to clearly see everything happening to her lower body.
Stripped of her shorts, Aya Takamine's legs were still encased in black stockings. Her perfect figure was displayed before Ethan, her high breasts defying gravity as they jutted out.
Ethan's hands stroked Aya Takamine's straight long legs through the black stockings, kneading the skin on her thighs. He even pressed his cheek against her calf. The girl's resilient calf muscles tickled her as he rubbed.
Then, he captured Aya Takamine's ankle, licking downward slowly with his tongue, starting from the calf through the stocking.
A wet trail was left behind by his warm tongue, turning cool and tingly, all the way to her ankle, heel, and finally, her soft, tender sole was also dominated by his tongue. His entire tongue surface pressed against it, and he even gently nipped it with his teeth.
"Ah?..."
The low hum in Aya Takamine's throat instantly turned into a high-pitched cry. A tingling electric current shot through the girl's body.
A rush of heat went straight up from her lower body to her head. Warm nectar began to seep out of the flesh walls of Aya Takamine's lower body, sliding within.
"No... Little Ethan... no... Master..."
Aya Takamine struggled fiercely, but her ankle couldn't escape the constraint of Ethan's palm. "Not there, please."
The usually cheerful beauty pleaded in a voice that was utterly pitiable and adorable.
Perhaps Aya Takamine's mournful expression moved Ethan. He asked, confused, "Why, Sis' Aya, does it not feel good?"
"There, there it's too itchy."
Aya Takamine murmured shyly and awkwardly, "And Mom, Mom is watching..."
"Don't worry, Sis' Kasumi will feel the sa way soon."
Ethan gave a hearty laugh, pulling Aya Takamine's toes towards his face. He lightly touched her toe with his tongue, sniffed gently with his nose, and then smiled. "It looks like you washed yourself well last night."
"Of course... who asked my Master to be such a perverted foot fetishist..."
Aya Takamine violently twisted her ankle, curling her sole and toes in sha. Having discovered Ethan's fetish, the girls had beco ticulous about foot care.
She was no exception, and had even deliberately put on new, ultra-thin black stockings when Ethan called her to the room.
Before the other party could make any further move, Ethan opened his mouth and bit the girl's five curled toes, slowly pulling them apart with his teeth, and sliding his tongue across the balls of her feet.
"Not bad... as a reward... I'll make you feel amazing later."
"Mmm... you, you only bully Big Sister... Mmm?..."
The tingling and sha from her feet caused Aya Takamine's body to heat up. She couldn't help but let out a gentle cry, her two silky thighs constantly shaking, her right arch flexing and retracting.
Her left foot was being played with by Ethan's hands, the sole shyly curled, creating cute wrinkles. But this ostrich-like tactic couldn't stop Ethan's licking.
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