7 seconds behind the neck

, his clone penetrated inch by inch.

"what……"

Iori swallowed the Kibune that was pressed down together with her weight into the deepest bottom.Originally thought it was impossible to go deeper, but Kibune hugged Iori's back, twisted his waist vigorously, and continued to attack.

"what……"

The two buttocks of the two bodies that were tightly attached to Iori were about to split from it.Your ship can hardly move.However, just by feeling a very small, insignificant little rhythm, his breathing began to become disordered, and he almost yelled out unpleasant words.

Things slowly exited out.

"Oh no……!"

The body trembled for a while, and the orgasm like a huge wave was close at hand.

"Wait, Kibune. Wait a little longer!"

"no way."

After the gentle and cruel voice answered, the hands that were originally wrapped around the back fixed the waist, and then switched to fierce pumping.Iori tried to escape, but was blocked by Kifune's knee, and could only moan loudly.

Iori's feet struggled in the air, and his fingers seeking support slid emptily over Kifune's shoulders.

"What should I do?"

Your ship's voice is very hoarse.

"Every time I do it, I feel that you become more and more lovable. Why do people like you exist?"

The expression on his face was not the usual smile, but a half-crying, very ugly face.His sincere expression made the temperature in his body soar to the point of going crazy.

"what……!"

His smooth fingertips seemed to dig deep into his waist.It felt as if there was an electric current rushing directly into the body from there. After a spasm, Iori had a premonition that an orgasm was in sight.

"Your ship..."

I don't want to climax yet, I don't want the high temperature to subside, I want to keep it like this.

but……

"Iori...!"

The swollen penis inside spits out semen.This impact was like touching a pod that was about to explode, prompting Iori's climax to erupt.The cloudy liquid drew joy from the whole body, and spurted out.

"what……!"

When I reached the top, Iori almost said it.

Say "You ship, I love you too..."

Iori was about to fall asleep.

Although Guichuan helped wipe his body and changed his pajamas, he still wanted to sleep.Just wait until tomorrow to take a shower.

"Are you asleep, Iori?"

Gui Chuan squeezed close to him, he didn't wear clothes when he was sleeping.

"You look like that, don't you feel cold?"

"I'm a little hot instead."

In order to discharge the humid air, the dehumidification function of the air conditioner is turned on now, and the air conditioner has not been turned on.

Iori hugged him.

"It won't be cold, will it?"

"So I don't actually..."

In the middle of speaking, Kifune suppressed the laughter welling up in his throat.

"Yeah, it's very comfortable. It's very warm."

"Really, that's great."

"Hey, Iori."

Guichuan spoke to himself, his voice was very steady.

"Let's bake the base of the cake tomorrow. Let it cool down for sure, and then decorate it on your birthday the day after tomorrow. What better place to put than whipped cream? Pears poached in red wine It seems good, but strawberries should be the best, right?"

"Um……"

"What about the candles? 32 may be a bit difficult. Ah, but I think there should be a way to force it."

"Well, can I see it?"

"Look at what?"

"I want to keep looking into the oven until the cake is baked."

"Yes, yes, but why?"

"Won't the batter suddenly puff up? I always thought it might be magic."

Guichuan pulled the blanket over his shoulders.

"Magic?"

"Um."

"The Lingtang should have done it, right?"

"My mom never made anything so stylish."

"But didn't you say your wife used to make cakes?"

"Because...how should I put it, this is too childish, isn't it?"

Iori felt as if she would be teased by his wife, so Iori never carefully checked what was going on in the oven.

However, it is possible to do this in front of your ship, and I feel that he should understand.

Really looking forward to it.

Red strawberries and white whipped cream.It's a cake made by Kisen, so it must be very delicious.

Even if you eat it, it's gone.

On the monthly calendar hanging on the wall of the Japanese room, a circle was drawn with a blue pen on it, and the schedule for the day was written.

"Family Court, two o'clock in the afternoon".

The next time will be the fifth mediation meeting.The mediation committee once said that no matter whether it is reconciliation or divorce in the end, it is almost time to reach a conclusion.If we continue to talk about each other like this, the wife may find a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit.

I can't keep procrastinating like this.

Make up your mind.

Just meet your wife face to face and respond to her divorce petition.Then.This time I really want to sever the relationship between myself and your ship.

But now, at least for this moment.

The smell of your ship, the sound of your ship, the palm of your ship.

Want to surround yourself with these favorite things.

Up to the palm, 2 points

Iori is sitting in the mediation room of the Family Court.

This place is very similar to the smallest meeting room in my company Takimoto Bussan.Iori always thought so.I usually sit on one side of the conference table, and on the other side are two older mediation committee members, a man and a woman.They will talk to themselves while looking at the documents, and occasionally try to convince themselves to agree to a divorce.

Today, however, something is very different from usual.That is the wife and Mei sitting next to him.The wife who had been insisting on not wanting to meet Iori before finally responded to Iori's plea at this mediation meeting.There is no other reason, only because Yizhi agreed to her and agreed to divorce.

A drab room.

The first conversation required heavy coats; now, the season has moved into summer.

Iori looked at his wife Kazumi, and said:

"Finally, I want to apologize directly to you."

No matter how tired she is, she continues to cook dinner and keep the house clean and comfortable.I have no idea how exhausting this is for her who has just been transferred to a responsible job like a psychological counselor.I remember that in Iori's old home in the first lunar month, the relatives of the Sasaki family said things like "Hurry up and have a baby" and "I can't have a baby because I'm still working."Because it was at a banquet, so I just brought it appropriately.

My wife has been working very hard to endure, and that day was also busy from morning till night.But at that moment, something in Hemei's heart finally broke, like a fracture due to fatigue, it broke with a snap.

"I'm a husband who is not smart at all. I'm really sorry. Logically speaking, I should thank you more. Besides, you usually encounter so much trouble at work. I should at least let you relax at home."

"I'm the……"

This year—more precisely, it should be the first time since she left home, she looked at Iori.The eyes with long eyelashes that Iori used to like very much were looking straight at Iori without fear.

"I have always wanted to rely on you. I had planned to do this and wanted to rely on you more, but I couldn't do it anyway. Although you intend to help with housework that you are not good at, I really want to I don’t want to be treated like this by you. It feels like you are blaming me, as if you are telling me that you should be able to do more, right? Can you work harder? So I got angry and couldn’t lower my head no matter what..."

She lowered her eyes.

"sorry."

"... Kazumi."

It wasn't her fault, and it shouldn't be her fault either.

The mediation committee looked at both of us.After they whispered to each other, the male committee member spoke.

"During the past six months, we have listened to both of us. Ma'am, your husband seems to have been so introspective, and as far as we are concerned, he is a very honest person. Although the general public calls us "Divorce Mediation Committee" ’, but the official name should be ‘Marriage Mediation Committee’. If both of you have this heart, why don’t you try to walk together again?”

Let's walk together.Iori asked:

"Well, what do you mean?"

"I mean, can the two consider reuniting?"

Because the mediation meeting started in the afternoon, Iori took half a day off and returned directly to her apartment from the family court.

After opening the door, a pair of shiny shoes that did not belong to him appeared in the entrance, and his nose faintly smelled the fragrance of his cologne.So he is here.

Iori closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out.

Eyes open.

It's fine.It can be done, I can do it.

"Your ship."

Iori walked into the room while shouting.

It was rare for him not to stand in the entrance today, but to sit at the dining table to welcome Iori back.

"Ah, how is today?"

"today……?"

"Should there be a mediation meeting?"

"So you know."

"Because it's written on the calendar over there."

"I see."

Iori ignored him and walked into the room on his own.

I remember that my wife did carefully fold the paper bags that were not needed and put them in the lower shelf of the Japanese room closet.Iori pulled out a bag.The bag happened to be a wedding gift bag given by someone who didn't know before, but it was really big and strong.After opening the pocket, Iori first stuffed the black apron that Kifune hung on the back of the chair into.

"Iori?"

Next is the washbasin.Your ship's pomade, perfume and toothbrush