After so ti, Elena close friends finally arrived one after another.
The first to arrive was the Sawamura family: Sawamura Sayuri and her daughter, Sawamura Eriri.
Next ca the Katō family: Mrs. Tachibana Katō, her eldest daughter Katō Hiromi, and her youngest daughter Katō gumi.
Finally, the Furubashi family appeared: Furubashi Shizuru and her daughter Furubashi Fumino.
As soon as the three families arrived, the mothers imdiately began searching for Roland with barely concealed eagerness.
You see, Yukio and Kasumi were originally close friends of Roland's mother. From the very beginning of this story, these two mothers had been the most fiercely competitive in their pursuit of Roland.
Even when Roland crossed boundaries with them, they would rationalize it as permissible affection due to their excessive doting on him.
This clearly demonstrated that all of his mother's close friends had long harbored an overwhelming fondness for Roland.
"Wow~, so many people! It looks like tonight will be lively! Where's my little Roland? Why hasn't my adorable little Roland co out to greet us~?" Sawamura Sayuri, unable to contain her desire to hug her beloved Roland, was the first to speak.
The thought of having ti to visit Roland's ho made her restless. She couldn't bear the thought of not holding that little darling in her arms and showering him with affection.
Do you know what Sawamura Sayuri does for a living?
Besides being from a prominent political family, she's also secretly an erotic manga artist—and she's even brought her daughter into the industry!
As everyone knows, manga artists often can't resist pleasuring themselves while drawing their works.
Moreover, Sayuri's husband, a mber of foreign ministry, is frequently abroad and hasn't returned ho in nearly two years. When loneliness strikes, she often thinks of "that person" while pleasuring herself.
The sensation is so intense, it leaves her drooling and utterly blissful. Follow current novels on n0velfire
Uh... don't misunderstand. When she said "that person," she ant her little Roland, not her husband. She'd long forgotten her husband existed to give her sexual pleasure.
For years, she hasn't been able to fall asleep without thinking of Roland and pleasuring herself several tis each night.
She didn't know why she had beco this way, but it didn't stop her from adoring Roland. Naturally, she couldn't be bothered to wonder why her heart was filled with only that child.
Even if she racked her brains, she could never have guessed the reason her husband rarely returned ho and why she was practically becoming Roland's spitting image. Of course, it was all thanks to Roland's mother's, Elena "good deeds."
"Roland is in the kitchen, of course," Elena said with a smile. "Preparing dinner for so many people will take him hours. If you want to see him, head to the kitchen, but don't all go at once—it's not very spacious."
"Eri, let's go say hello to him first," Sawamura Sayuri said imdiately, eager to see Roland before anyone else could.
And indeed, Mrs. Tachibana Katō, who had also planned to make the first move, could only click her tongue, thinking, She's quick on the draw.
Eriri didn't say much. After all, she hadn't seen Roland in a while, and it would be a lie to say she didn't want to see him.
Even though they were at the sa school, Roland rarely ca to see her, instead spending most of his ti with Yuki and Karena.
Speaking of which, Yukino and Karena's families were also here. For so reason, they were all sitting on the sofa, chatting and laughing while gently stroking their bellies.
It looked as if they had already started feasting before everyone else arrived.
Rivals, they're all rivals!
Eri felt she needed to take the initiative and find Roland. If she kept dragging her feet, she might really end up as the "blonde loser girl"!
So, the mont she stepped into the kitchen, Eri made up her mind...
Only to be beaten to the punch by her own mother.
Wait, why is mom competing with too?!
"Little Roland~!"
The instant Sayuri saw Roland, she couldn't resist rushing over and hugging him tightly, pressing her cheek against his and nuzzling him affectionately.
He's so adorable! My Little Roland is just too cute, even all grown up!
"Aunt Sayuri, welco to our ho," Roland said, returning the embrace. His grip wasn't a polite, perfunctory hug; instead, he held her as tightly as he would his own wife, pressing her abdon against his until their stomachs were flush against each other.
Sayuri naturally noticed Roland's "impolite" gesture. Had anyone else dared to act this way, she would have imdiately called the police.
But with her little Roland, it was different. Could being taken advantage of by Roland even be considered being taken advantage of?
The sensation of their stomachs pressed together was indescribably comfortable, almost unbelievably so. Even she couldn't resist tightening her embrace, pressing them even closer.
As they clung, their bodies began to subtly rub against each other. Under the passive influence of the Massage Technique, Eri soon witnessed an astonishing scene.
Eri had initially assud her mother was simply overco with longing after not seeing Roland for so long, explaining her affectionate behavior.
But she never could have imagined that her mother's skirt was completely empty underneath!
What?!
You're asking how she knew her mother's skirt was empty?
Are you kidding? If it weren't empty, would her mother have trembled inexplicably and then uncontrollably sprayed a torrent of silvery fluid from beneath her skirt?
This was clearly the kind of thing only the Sprinkling Princess would do!
Wait... Could it be that her mother had reached climax from just rubbing against Roland?!
"Mother... you?" Eri stamred, too shocked to speak.
"Ah... I ca, didn't I? Good thing Roland doesn't mind Aunt Sayuri losing her composure in front of him, right?" Sayuri hadn't expected to climax from just rubbing against Roland, which made her feel rather embarrassed.
"Aunt Sayuri, what are you saying? You've always doted on since I was little, and I know Uncle is rarely ho. This isn't your fault, so how could I possibly mind?" Roland gazed earnestly at Sayuri, gently stroking her cheek.
This ambiguous gesture not only told Sayuri that he didn't mind, but also hinted at his deeper intentions.
As if receiving a hidden ssage, Sayuri, who had just climaxed, showed no signs of satisfaction. Instead, Roland's continued caresses only made her body burn hotter.
Every ti she drew her manga, she thought of Roland. Why?
Because she longed for his hard mber to fill her, not just two fingers. And most of her ero manga are shotacon with young Roland as it design.
Under the influence of Roland's Massage Technique, Sayuri's heated expression finally broke. She didn't even care that her daughter was nearby.
Her hand slipped inside Roland's pants, caressing the massive object she had craved for years. She was entranced.
So big... If it could fill my slutty hole completely, how blissful would that be?
"So, Roland, would you be willing to satisfy Aunt Sayuri in place of your uncle?" she murmured, her gaze fixed on him, her lips already yearning for a kiss.
"But I want Aunt Sayuri to forget about Uncle and only think about being with ," Roland said greedily.
"Silly boy, Aunt Sayuri has been thinking about your cock every day since you were young—wanting you inside , wanting you to cum inside , wanting you to get pregnant. Why don't we just let your uncle earn money abroad while we stay ho, making love and spending his hard earn money?"
Sayuri could no longer restrain herself. Greedily, she pulled down Roland's pants, grasped his massive mber, and forcefully thrust it into herself right in front of her daughter's stunned eyes, filling herself completely.
Once fully inside, she wrapped her legs around Roland's waist, using the downward pull of gravity to press her womb entrance tightly against his engorged cock, driving her to the brink of ecstasy.
This is it, she thought. This is what I've craved for so long. Fuck , fuck hard until I'm senseless!
Eri was in utter disbelief. How could this be happening?
Her mother, who knew Eri's feelings for Roland, her mother who already had a husband, had brazenly declared her betrayal of her own husband right in front of her daughter, and then... forced herself on the man her own biological daughter loved?
This... this has to be sothing out of a hentai manga, right?
Has mother gone mad from drawing too much hentai?
Wait... co to think of it, her mother's manga always had the sa the: a young shota and a pair of mothers in lewd scenarios, and those mothers were always blonde.
Could it be that her mother had been planning this day all along?
And Roland... he actually just fucked her mother raw right in front of her?
You're actually this kind of person?
Eri couldn't believe it. What was even more unbelievable was that the man was fucking her mother while simultaneously advancing toward her, forcing her to retreat until she was pinned against the kitchen wall.
Then, he actually pinned her against the wall, using her mother's body as a barrier.
"What do you want? You pervert!" Eri cursed, her face burning with sha.
Next, she realized Roland's lips were moving closer to hers.
Is this guy seriously trying to fuck my mother while kissing through her?
What the hell are you thinking? There's no way I'd ever agree to sothing like that!
Mmm~!
So soft. So hot.
Fine, my mind didn't agree, but my body seems to be a little too honest.
Especially after their tongues intertwined, the Massage Technique made her feel so good that her body beca even more honest.
By the ti Eri regained her senses, she had already been fucked countless tis. Her mother was still relentlessly fucking her man, even getting fucked in front of her and climaxing again.
And so, one round after another, the three of them gradually let go, gradually falling into depravity in the kitchen.
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