The other world starts with debt

“…”

‘Should I withdraw my finger…’

Feeling the trembling body of Yamada Yumiko, Ito Yuezhi hesitated. He didn’t know whether the beautiful woman in front of him was excited or angry…

Logically speaking, it should be more cautious here and the finger should be pulled out. Even if the choice made is not what Yamada Yumiko expected, there is no loss, but…

The silver light of the ring in his hand flashed, and Ito Yuezhi secretly peeped into the beautiful woman’s inner thoughts.

‘Being, being played by a beautiful boy, hum~ So excited…’

The surging heat was like waves, washing Ito Yuezhi’s blood, the excited blood kept rushing, and the overloaded heat turned into a heavy breath pouring out of the nasal cavity.

Ito Kotoshi's slender fingers are like those of an elegant waltz dancer. Different from the immature interaction with Mitarai Keiko, Yamada Yumiko is like a mature dance partner, entwining, winding, or licking. The little snake flexibly cooperates with Ito Kotoshi's rhythm and dances a beautiful fingertip dance together.

‘Good, so shameful, but... good, so exciting...’

“Tick-tick~”

Time slowly turned, and finally...

“Bo~”

Ito Yuezhi finally ended this game of love and affection, and reluctantly pulled his fingers out of Yamada Yumiko's mouth. A sticky silver thread hooked Ito Yuezhi's fingers and Yamada Yumiko's lips. As a result, after wiping them, Yamada Yumiko's lips became even more moist...

“That... Ito-kun.”

The voice as thin as a mosquito sounded softly in Ito Yuezhi's ears, with a faint tremor, containing the shyness of a beautiful woman, through Ito Yuezhi's solid chest, softening his heart.

“I’m here.”

Ito Yuezhi's voice was soft and gentle, causing Yamada Yumiko's body to soften again. If it weren't for her arms supporting her back, she would have fallen limply on the sofa at this time.

"Okay, can you get me some more tissues? I'll wipe it myself... No, I don't dislike you, it's just, it's just..."

"I understand."

Hearing this, Ito Yuezhi also understood, and he was afraid that he would lose control again.

Because he was too focused just now, Ito Yuezhi had already been lying on the table, very close to Yamada Yumiko.

At this time, he had to prop himself up and turn around to get the tissue.

With his fingers slightly raised and his palms supporting the table, Ito Yuezhi pushed hard and was about to get up from the table, but he didn't expect to accidentally press the edge of the fruit plate.

"Crackle~"

The glass plate with the fruit and a layer of clear water in the plate turned over in the direction of Yamada Yumiko, and the water splashed, wetting Yamada Yumiko's clothes.

"Ah!"

The coolness of the clear water made Yamada Yumiko scream a little, and the huge softness shook and pushed the plate back.

"Mrs. Yamada, are you okay?"

Ito Yuezhi regretted his recklessness, stood up anxiously, and grabbed a tissue and came to Yamada Yumiko.

"Ding~Ding~"

Water drops fell to the ground, and a series of crisp sounds were heard.

Ito Yuezhi came to Yamada Yumiko, looking down at Yamada Yumiko sitting on the sofa, and his breathing stagnated.

The water marks on the ground penetrated the thin white shirt, revealing Yamada Yumiko's round and white skin, which was as full as a full moon, but not as cold white as the moon, but revealed a healthy flesh color, and the purple outline outlined the fruits on the slender waist, making it more upright.

Yamada Yumiko frowned. The cool wetness sticking to her clothes made her feel uncomfortable. Drops of water splashed onto her soft face and slowly slid down her delicate skin. She reached out and gently wiped her face. She raised her head in confusion, not knowing why Ito Yuezhi stood quietly after he came to her side.

Looking up, the bright light shone on Ito Yuezhi's face. His wide-open eyes were particularly obvious. His handsome face looked a little funny under his dazed expression. Yamada Yumiko couldn't help but laugh out loud. For a moment, she forgot the uncomfortable feeling on her body. She gently covered her plump lips and laughed.

However, as she laughed, Yamada Yumiko found something wrong. ‘Why is Ito-kun’s eyes so hot…’

Following Ito Yuezhi’s gaze, Yamada Yumiko slowly lowered her head and looked down. Her thin shirt was already soaked by the splashing of clean water, revealing her beautiful scenery.

‘Brush~’

It seemed as if a red powder brush had instantly painted Yamada Yumiko’s face delicate and pretty, like a shy peony waiting to bloom.

‘Ito-kun, you are looking at me again…’

Her plump lips were tightly pursed, and Yamada Yumiko’s heart was beating fast. The ten round toes on her beautiful feet were like kittens, curling up into a ball.

‘If, if, Ito-kun suddenly…I should refuse…right? ’

“…”

After a long time, as if she couldn’t bear the burning of Ito Yuezhi’s hot eyes, Yamada Yumiko stood up, covering her plump body, and trotted towards the bedroom quickly.

"Ito-kun, I, I'm going to change my clothes first..."

"Click"

With the door of the bedroom, there was a silence in the bedroom. Only Yamada Yumiko continued to breathe.

"call--"

Standing in front of the mirror, Yamada Yumiko stared at the pretty cheeks with blushing cheeks. Under the beauty of the beauty mole, she was particularly charming, stretched out her soft little hand and stroked her cheeks.

Stilling quietly in the mirror for a long time, Yamada Yumiko's eyes gradually covered a layer of hazy mist.

‘So quiet, Ito Jun, what will I do in the living room now ...’

‘Really, why do I think of such a shame again! ‘

After breathing deeply, he slowly calmed down his inner restlessness. Yamada Yukiko patted his ruddy cheek and let himself be sober, and turned his eyes to the wardrobe next to him.

After pouting, Yamada Yumiko opened the innermost layer of the wardrobe.

"Huhu-"

Sitting in front of the fan. The whistling cool breeze slapped on Ito's face, and the thin hair was carried forward. Under the cool strong wind, Ito stopped the anger that Yamiko Yamada Yoshiko was re -suppressed today.

"Wait for Mrs. Yamada to come back and say goodbye to her ..."

Ito stopped vomiting a bit of turbid air in depression. Originally, the weather was already annoying. In addition, Yamada Yumiko, the beautiful woman who seemed to be a mature peach, was full of benefits from time to time. Urgently needed to go back to find Mashengmei lily or plateau Xia, and help him to get rid of the anger.

Just as Ito stopped sitting on the sofa, he thought about it, accompanied by "squeak", the bedroom door was opened, and Yamada Yamada, who slowly came out of the inside, made him relieved to calm down again.

‘Yu Miko, you, are you fascinated! Why, how can this nightdress go out! ‘

Yamada Yumiko stood in front of the translucent mirror, staring at her eyes in front of her, and she couldn't help raising her layer of white smoke and her head dizzy.

‘This is just, this is just ... test me, I still have the attraction of being a woman ... Yes, yes, that's it! ‘

With a deep breath, Yamada Yumiko walked step by step to the door of the bedroom step by step, stretched out his hand trembling, holding the door handle slowly.

The fibrous fingers pinched the skirts that covered the hips tightly. Yamada Yumiko shyly lowered his head and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

A pink suspender nighttime, V -neck on both sides have a lot of lace pattern edges, and heavy E -class assets seem to be pulled off at any time.

On the soft waist, the gauze -like belt gently rubbed the fleshy belly, and the light silk fabric was like a beauty who wanted to refuse to welcome. If there is nothing to nake the small navel in the air.

What is even more exaggerated is that the crotch that the mature wife completely supports the short skirt, and the viewing from the side will give Ito to stop fierce visual impact, like a full peach, which is seductive.

Going down is the two plump legs from the naked of the skirt. Between the movement, the flesh on the thigh seems to be a layer of waves.

Ito stopped his throat rolling, paid tribute, and quickly changed his sitting posture, so he did not expose his ugliness.

"Y, Ito Jun ~ Wait a long ..."

Yamada Yumiko raised the hair that was hanging in her ears. The jade fingers were a little helpless around the hair, and the fiery eyes were swept over by the hot eyes of Ito. She felt like her heart was beating her heart. , Driving her delicate body gently.

Shy and unbearable, the hot temperature made Yamada Yumiko's head blank. She couldn't help thinking. Her lips were stunned and asked shyly:

"Ito Jun, how about, me, can I dress up ... can I?"

‘What are you asking Iso Jun? Yumiko! I, shouldn't I really be a idiot ... ‘’

"ah?"

Ito stopped stunned, and then widened his eyes, his throat "grunt", the clear scroll sounded through the living room, and was heard by Yamada Yumiko, and her cheeks became hotter.

"It's great! Keke ..." I noticed that I was a little excited. Ito stopped dry cough and admired Yamada Yumiko: "I mean, it is very suitable for you, Mrs. Yamada ... "

Chapter 97 "Sister Yumei, be my model ..."

"Madam, you are like a natural hanger, you look good in this nightdress!"

"How can I ..."

Yamada Yumiko was boasted and more shy, his cheeks became more and more crimson, his hands covered his gorgeous cheeks, his plump legs kept twisted, and he was embarrassedly shouted on his mouth.

The slightly swinging body drove the skirts that covered a small part of the thighs and kept floating. The looming shadow could not help but make people want to find out.

After licking the more dry lips, Ito stopped smiling slightly.

"I am talking about it! Mrs. Yamada's body is really charming to wear this sleeping skirt.

"Don't praise me, Ito Jun ... I have been married, and now I have a shape. You see, the small belly has meat."

Under the praise of Ito's stopping, Yamada Yumiko's heart pounded, and the joy continued to shoot out. The gauze, the hazy little belly under the light yarn shows more clearly to Ito.

"If you don't believe me, pinch it. It really has grown flesh."

Humans are really strange creatures. The more they are praised for their advantages, the more they want to find some disadvantages. Under this strange psychological effect, Yamada Yumiko forgot her shyness for a moment, approached Ito Yuezhi, grabbed his hand, and stroked her belly.

The boy's hot big hand gently touched the beautiful woman's belly button. Even though it was separated by a layer of gauze, the small belly with accumulated fat was soft and sticky, and it felt very comfortable to touch.

The slightly rough touch on the abdomen made Yamada Yumiko stunned, and then she realized what she had done.

The plump legs under the skirt couldn't help but tighten, and the slender calves trembled. Yamada Yumiko bit her plump red lips with her silver teeth, suppressing the moan that was about to come out, and raised her head slightly, just in time to meet the boy's aggressive gaze.

"Hmm~!"

It was as if there was an electric current flowing through her body, sweeping through her sensitive tactile nerves, inexplicably making Yamada Yumiko excited, and at the same time taking away her strength. She was unable to suppress the rolling throat, and she fell forward helplessly.

"Bang~"

"Hmm~!"

The soft body hit Ito Yuezhi's strong body, and Yamada Yumiko couldn't help but groan again.

"Are you okay, Mrs. Yamada?"

"No, it's okay..."

Yamada Yumiko lay softly in Ito Yuezhi's arms, with a familiar posture and a familiar breath. She couldn't help but recall that beautiful night, when she also buried her head in the boy's strong chest like this.

The birds outside the window seemed to feel helpless for this hot summer, and they raised their heads and chirped, as if venting the heat in their hearts.

"Shh~~"

The silky gauze, under Ito Yuezhi's big hands, slowly caressed Yamada Yumiko's delicate abdomen, making waves of embarrassing sounds. Ito Yuezhi kneaded the soft belly while bending over, leaning over, leaning over, and asked softly in Yamada Yumiko's ear.

"Madam, are you also interested in doujinshi?"

The boy's warm breath lingered on the earlobe of the beautiful woman who was rarely with her husband, like a light feather, constantly teasing her deep in her heart.

After hearing the boy's question, Yamada Yumiko reluctantly raised her head from her arms and looked at Ito Yuezhi in confusion.

"Dou...jin...zine...?"

"Yes, it's the book on the cabinet. That's doujinshi, a comic book that recreates a favorite character."

"Is that so...wait, the book on the cabinet, you, you read it...?!"

The beautiful young woman in his arms widened her eyes. Because of embarrassment, even her ears were flushed. Her moist eyes became more blurred. Yamada Yumiko's lips opened and closed, trembling slightly:

"I, Ito-kun, I'm not a silver...silver woman, that book, magazine..."

"I know, Mrs. Yamada really likes the character of Minamoto Raikou, so she bought that book."

Seeing Yamada Yumiko's embarrassment, Ito Yuezhi gave her a way out.

"Yes, yes, I like the character called Minamoto Raikou, and I definitely don't like the content of the book!"

Yamada Yumiko was panicked, and she followed Ito Yuezhi's words in a panic, but accidentally, it seemed that her own preferences were exposed.

‘Do you like being treated roughly…’

The corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably, and a strange light flowed in Ito Yuezhi’s eyes, as deep as the abyss.

‘Mrs. Yamada…’

“What, what’s wrong?”

Yumiko Yamada answered hesitantly, not yet recovering from the shame that made her dizzy.