Tokyo Self-Defense Forces

"Are your briefs wet with saliva?"

Facing her nephew's teasing, Hoshino Ryoko pursed her soft red lips and did not refuse. Like a docile kitten, she snuggled up to him obediently, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently drew circles on Hoshino Makoto's chest.

"The briefs aren't wet."

"Because I haven't had time to put it on yet."

"Now my thighs are wet."

Ok?

Umekawauchi cool?

Hoshino Makoto looked down and saw the moonlight refracted faintly flowing on his calves covered by his long coat.

Dripping on the ground.

Like pearls.

Without saying much, Hoshino Makoto picked up Hoshino Ryoko and walked quickly towards his uncle and aunt's couple's room.

Because the movement was too fast and abrupt, it frightened Hoshino Ryoko and she couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Hmm~!"

Then, she covered her mouth in panic, curled up her body like a shrimp, and looked towards her son's room nervously. Only after she was sure that her son was really gone did she feel relieved.

She let Hoshino Makoto carry her back to the bedroom.

Not only did Hoshino Makoto want to give warmth, but Hoshino Ryoko also wanted her sister to have enough to eat.

"Ryoko, I'm ready to fire."

"Well, let's go!"

Ryoko Hoshino, who had closed the door and locked it, didn't know that the next second, Hoshino Makoto took her into the room.

Her son, Hideki Hoshino, immediately came out of the room again.

Looking at my mother's room, tears flowed from my eyes.

"Mom, how could you really do this to Hoshino Makoto..."

"I will definitely tell my dad..."

"I will never, ever protect you, and I will never forgive Hoshino Makoto."

The angry Hideki Hoshino took out his cell phone, walked to the door of his parents' bedroom, and turned on the recording.

Although the mother's voice in the room was very soft, Hoshino Makoto seemed to do it on purpose. He always let out a few words and guided Hoshino Hideki's mother to speak louder.

"Ryoko, am I better or is your husband better?"

"You rock."

"who am I?"

"You are my nephew, Hoshino Makoto."

"Answer wrong and you'll be punished by being spanked."

"Hmm~!"

"Besides, who am I?"

A sound, a rhythm, an in and an out, a heavy and a shallow, intermittent sound came from the room. Listening to his mother's soft and sweet voice like a lark, Hoshino Hideki wanted to kick the door open, rush in, grab Hoshino Makoto and beat him up.

But....

He dare not.

He could only kneel down on the ground helplessly, recording silently and praying that his father would give Hoshino Makoto a severe lesson after returning home.

The angry son listened to the recording outside the door in tears.

The lonely mother is lying on the bed, enjoying life in a daze.

My nephew, Hoshino, really carries out his life principles without any regard for anything else. He just does it!

104 The last trace of dignity

"Hideki will find out sooner or later anyway."

"We can't keep it a secret forever."

"Why not take this opportunity to speak frankly and honestly?"

Very strange.

Hoshino Makoto did not say anything, but Hoshino Ryoko, who was lying on the big bed with her legs held on Hoshino Makoto's shoulders, seemed to hear such words from Hoshino Makoto's expression and eyes, as well as the deliberately amplified voice.

'sorry. ’

'real.'

'Auntie can't do it.'

Ryoko Hoshino knew that for a man, it was a very painful thing to do the things he liked with the woman he liked and have to hide it.

But she really couldn't accept the condemnation of secular ethics.

She didn't dare to challenge the moral bottom line set by this world.

so.....

When Hoshino Shin charged at Hoshino Ryoko again and again, the choice of this beautiful young woman with a plump figure was to cooperate silently while trying to keep her voice as low as possible.

However, all this seems to be in vain.

In front of the battle-hardened Hoshino Makoto, she, the older aunt, acted as childish as an ignorant younger sister.

Staring at each other face to face.

Hoshino Makoto was lying on the bed, and while attacking, he was teasing the happy beans with his left hand, and continuously playing with her graceful body with well-defined contours with his right palm.

Under the white nightgown, the moonlight reflected on her snow-white legs, which were well-proportioned, slender and full of flesh. From the thighs all the way to the slender and delicate feet, the softness in between lingered on the fingertips.

"Aunt Ryoko, why are you silent? Answer me, who am I to you?"

While the handsome nephew was speaking, he quickly moved forward a few steps, then stepped back, and then moved his right hand upwards, stroking from the ankle to the sole of the foot, which was soft, pink and delicate, like peach blossoms in season.

Although this was not the first time he had held Aunt Ryoko's little feet, every time he held them in his hands, Hoshino Makoto couldn't help but sigh.

These feet are so well maintained, the white and rosy skin has no hard cuticles, and is full of wonderful touch like a cat's paw.

Thanks to her uncle Hoshino Go for taking good care of her. He has not let her go to work for many years after marriage. Her most activity is walking around the house in slippers every day.

I wonder how the uncle in prison would feel if he saw with his own eyes that his nephew, Hoshino Makoto, not only occupied his home, but also teased his wife, who he had supported for many years, crazily on his bed.

Will you regret taking away the property that belonged to Hoshino Makoto?

Maybe he will just regret not finding a chance to kill Hoshino Makoto.

Thinking of this, the corners of Hoshino Makoto's mouth curled up slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a crisp and pleasant slap sounded from Aunt Ryoko's plump buttocks.

"Crack~!"

"If you don't reply, I'll start talking loudly!"

Hoshino Makoto half-jokingly stated his purpose.

Just as Hoshino Ryoko thought, Hoshino's real purpose was to let his younger brother Hoshino Hideki know that he, as his cousin, was galloping with his mother.

"Hmm~!"

Hoshino Ryoko's eyes were misty as she looked weakly at her nephew's thin lips, and the blush on her face became deeper with each teasing of her nephew.

Two seconds later.

She turned her head away, her hands tightly grasping the bed sheets, as if she had admitted defeat, and murmured softly.

"Husband~!"

such.

That should be enough!

I'm speaking so quietly, Hideki probably won't hear it.

"wrong!"

Another slap, gently slapping Hoshino Ryoko's thigh, then moving upwards, along the curve of the leg all the way to the arch of the foot, with the thumb pressed against the tender sole of the foot.

"Is this also wrong?" Hoshino Ryoko raised her eyes, tried to lower her voice, and looked at Hoshino Makoto again with some dissatisfaction.

She really wanted to argue with Hoshino Makoto.

It is obvious that husband is the highest form of address a woman can use to address a man.

This can actually be wrong.

"Of course it's wrong."

As if he had noticed something, Hoshino Shin glanced at the door, leaned down and greedily sniffed the refreshing fragrance coming from Hoshino Ryoko's neck, and after a brief pause, he continued:

"Ryoko, you really don't know what fun is. You're not as good as the sister I met outside and my female colleagues."

Logically speaking, when two people are together, it is best not to mention outsiders.

But Hoshino Makoto did the opposite. He just liked to mention this in front of Hoshino Ryoko.

"Let's divert Aunt Ryoko's attention first."

'It would save her from worrying that Hoshino Hideki would hear it and get scared.'

As expected, when Hoshino Shin finished speaking, Hoshino Ryoko's expression suddenly turned a little colder:

"That has nothing to do with me. Don't you already have a girlfriend? Why are you still pestering me?"

"Look, you're not listening again. Didn't you agree to whatever I say?"

Hoshino Makoto complained with a half-smile: "Sure enough, the old man is right. Women change their attitude faster than turning the pages of a book."

Hoshino Ryoko felt bitter in her heart and rolled her eyes at Hoshino Shin for the first time.

Too bad.

While walking around her elementary school, she was talking about other women.

But it was precisely this kind of Hoshino Makoto that attracted her the most. She could feel the swollen feeling of her abdomen being stuffed full, and the scorching temperature of Hoshino Makoto's skin when he leaned on her.

gradually......

The bitterness in Hoshino Ryoko's heart was once again offset by the joy brought by Hoshino Makoto, and the desire to enjoy life to the fullest once again occupied the top of her mind.

"Ryoko, I'll give you one more chance. If you still address me incorrectly, I won't come in or out anymore."

"Just tell me what you want me to call you, and stop torturing your aunt."

Unexpectedly, threatening with my son didn't work, but threatening with this method did.

Looking at Hoshino Ryoko's confused and hazy eyes, Hoshino really felt that sometimes he took his younger brother Hoshino Hideki too seriously.

I looked at the door again and heard some low sobbing sounds outside.

Hoshino said sincerely, listen carefully, little brother, I, your brother, will personally help you to cheer up your mother who you just made angry.

"Call me Master."

"what?"

"What? I told you to call me Master, didn't you hear me? You're a slut who seduced your nephew!"

what?

real....

How dare you say such a thing.

She also called me a shrew who seduced her nephew.

Perhaps it was because the moonlight was too gentle, and her eyes met with her nephew Hoshino Makoto's smiling face. Looking at his bright smile, the scolded Hoshino Ryoko couldn't help but laugh along with him.

I thought maybe this was the fun that Zhen was talking about.

"If I call him, will it make him like me more than other women?"