Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Don't worry about it! Momentum is very important in this kind of situation!"

"What momentum?"

"Okay, be good and don't move!"

Matsumoto Tomoko continued to chatter with an expression that showed her shame while holding Ginjō's hand.

As long as Yincheng wanted, he could grab her at any time, but seeing his wife's condition today, he suddenly felt like letting her do whatever she wanted.

He really wanted to see how proactive his wife, who had been hungry for so long, would be, so he held back and did not take the initiative.

Sure enough, the next second Matsumoto Tomoko forcibly pulled Ginjo's hand and put it inside her sweater.

"Sister Tomoko..."

"Feel them, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko showed an expression as if she had finally gotten what she wanted, and murmured in a sexy tone.

Ginjo's fingers slid into her, and the moment his fingertips touched her soft skin, the lady's whole body trembled.

"Ah! Huh, um..."

Tomoko Matsumoto couldn't help but let out sweet exclamations one after another.

"Sousuke-kun's hands are so comfortable..."

"Even if I touch it myself while taking a bath, it won't be even one ten-thousandth as good as Sosuke-kun."

After adjusting her breathing a little, the lady stared straight at Ginjo.

"Come on, Sousuke-kun, you're welcome. These are all yours."

Then, Ginjo's hands were grabbed by his wife and pulled left and right vigorously.

The soft and smooth touch spread from the fingertips to the entire palm. As expected, this experience that made Yincheng dream about could only be felt on his wife.

The portion is so large that it cannot be held in one hand, but it does not feel bloated at all.

Tomoko Matsumoto's talent is so amazing that it seems that she doesn't have any extra fat on her body, and all the fat is filled in exactly where it should be.

The delicate, warm and soft skin felt comfortable and cozy to the touch, and this full feeling of happiness made him not want to leave his hand from the moment it touched it.

"Sousuke-kun, how do you feel?"

While holding Yincheng's hand and moving around, the lady did not forget to ask him how he felt.

"I want to give these hands to Sister Tomoko and keep them here forever."

But if their owner is Matsumoto Tomoko, Ginjo feels that he would be willing to pay any price.

"If that's the case, Sousuke-kun, you don't have to be patient.

Matsumoto Tomoko seemed to be immersed in the role with this sweater, and in a trance she really thought Ginjo was an inexperienced boy.

Then, Ginjo held his wife's waist and changed the positions of the two people with a flip.

Now that he has fully opened his seal, no one can stop him from unleashing his firepower.

It was late at night outside the window, and the bright moonlight was shining on the lush treetops in the yard.

The silvery-white light shines through the layers of green leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

A breeze blew, creating a few ripples on the water surface, and occasionally one or two night cicadas would chirp in the depths of the dense forest.

There is a strange floral scent in the air. I wonder where this somewhat familiar smell comes from.

"How's it going, Sister Tomoko, are you full?"

Ginjo Sousuke reached out his hand and gently stroked his wife's face, asking softly.

Tomoko Matsumoto wiped the corner of her mouth slightly and nodded embarrassedly.

The large amount of sweat that came out of her body evaporated the alcohol in the wife's body, and she seemed to be completely sober now.

The wild feeling just now slowly dissipated, and the wife returned to her former charming and shy mature woman charm.

Just a few minutes ago, she was like a woman who had been hungry for several days and nights and was taken to a buffet restaurant, wanting to grab every edible thing and stuff it into her mouth.

Until now, she finally felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Come to think of it, it's all Sosuke-kun's fault. I didn't have this feeling when I was alone for a long time before. But since I met Sosuke-kun, I feel uncomfortable all over after not seeing him for a few days."

The wife held Ginjo's hand tightly against her face and whispered coquettishly.

"Hmm? Why does Sister Tomoko's description sound like a withdrawal reaction?"

Ginjo Sousuke couldn't help but let out a teasing smile.

"You mean withdrawal symptoms? That means I'm addicted to Sousuke-kun?"

Matsumoto Tomoko raised her head and her eyes met passionately with Ginjo's.

"That seems to be true, doesn't it?"

Ginjo Sousuke nodded and asked back.

"That's not a problem at all. I'm just addicted to Sousuke-kun."

The lady expressed her feelings frankly and honestly. She didn't want to hide anything in front of Yincheng.

"So how have you been spending the past few days at home, Sister Tomoko? Do you miss me?"

Ginjo Sousuke continued to ask questions following her words.

"Of course I do, especially when I can't sleep at night."

Tomoko Matsumoto admitted it generously.

"In that case, I should also give Sister Tomoko a special gift."

Yin Cheng suddenly had a good idea.

"Hmm? What does Sousuke-kun want to give me?"

The wife turned over and sat up, asking with interest.

"What do you think if I give you a model that is exactly the same scale as me? This way, even if Sister Tomoko goes back to her hometown in the future, she won't feel lonely."

Ginjo Sousuke also leaned against the back of the bed and expressed his bold idea.

"Huh? Sousuke-kun, you're kidding again. How am I supposed to carry it around if it's that big?"

Matsumoto Tomoko smiled and patted Ginjō on the leg.

"That's true. Why not just make models of the key parts? That way it will be more convenient, and we can use it whenever we need it."

"That's annoying! I don't want it. Models and such are not as satisfying as Sosuke himself."

As the wife spoke, as if to verify her own conclusion, she slowly stretched her hand towards the part Ginjo mentioned...

Chapter 366 The Wife is Exhausted

Tomoko Matsumoto's delicate hands have always been her pride.

Even though she has to clean the apartment yard, do household chores and take care of everyone's meals every day, she always takes out some time to take care of her hands.

The pair of hands reaching out to Ginjo Sousuke exuded a faint warm luster.

The fingers are slender and long, like willow branches in spring, soft and elastic, and the nails are trimmed neatly and round, revealing a natural elegance.

Her skin is as smooth as silk, as if you have touched the finest silk, and every inch of it reveals the lady's delicacy and grace.

Under the warm light, the hands seemed to be covered with a faint halo, crystal clear and beautiful enough to make people intoxicated.

Every time she gently raised her hand and then slowly lowered it, her graceful posture seemed as if five noble ladies were dancing on Yincheng's body.

What flows between her fingers is not only her desire, but also an indescribable charm and style.

Every subtle movement exudes the lady's unique and alluring charm, which makes people want to savor it carefully and indulge in it.

"Sister Tomoko is right. Nothing can match the texture of a real person."

Enjoying the witch's hands of Matsumoto Tomoko, Ginjo couldn't help but look up and sigh.

"Right? It would be a waste if Sousuke-kun's treasure was made into a model or something."

The wife couldn't let it go and continued to play with it. After digesting it for a while, she felt a wave of hunger coming over her again.

Ginjo Sousuke looked down at her, and their eyes met.

As the most familiar partners, often just a glance is enough to understand each other.

...

After a while, the sound of slightly heavy and even breathing slowly came.

Ginjo took a closer look and saw that Matsumoto Tomoko had fallen into a deep sleep due to excessive exhaustion.

He sat casually next to his wife, watching her chest rise and fall with every breath. This ordinary scene made him feel an inexplicable sense of security.

When he is with other women, he is naturally just as straightforward.

But for some reason, only his wife can give him this feeling of peace of mind.

Yincheng gazed carefully at the sleeping beauty. The charm and style of a woman were truly displayed to the fullest by her.

He gently covered his wife with a thin quilt, fearing that her sweaty body would be blown by the evening breeze. Then he slowly put on his clothes and quietly left the bedroom.

Although Matsumoto Sachiko will stay overnight at the Hoshino sisters' house today, no one knows when she will be back tomorrow morning.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of being caught, Yincheng decided to go back to his room.

The first night after their short separation was enjoyable enough for both of them. The summer festival and fireworks display a few days later would surely be more exciting with the wife wearing a yukata.

During these few days of free time, Yincheng naturally would not feel lonely.

In order to avoid the peak tourist season during the Obon Festival, Mochizuki Haruka specifically applied for a few days off from work. She wanted to take advantage of the summer vacation while Ginjo was still on to go out on a date with him again.

After receiving her invitation, Yincheng quickly agreed.

Giving every woman the opportunity to enjoy herself has been his guiding principle in recent times.

The date day soon arrived. Mochizuki Haruka was so excited that she couldn't sleep, so she got up early to start preparing.

This was a day she had been looking forward to for a long time, and she was excited every time she met Yincheng.