When Yuriko went to Lady Kyoko, she discovered something she did not expect. She saw a whole new and beautiful side of Lady Kyoko and could not take her eyes away from her.
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Just when she started to regret not asking anyone for directions, she hears a screaming voice coming from somewhere nearby.
She freezes in her spot and gulps.
Yuriko:
(What… was that?)
The shouting is intermittent… repetitive.
Is someone being attacked…? The memory of her own tragedy flickers back to life in the back of Yuriko’s mind, and her hands move on their own accord to hug herself.
Yuriko:
(Oh gosh… What do I do?)
What exactly is happening here? Should she ask for help?
As she’s internally debating what to do next, a maid comes walking from the other side of the corridor.
It’s the same woman who checked in on her and the lady in the tatami room earlier.
Yuriko:
“Oh! Excuse me!”
Maid:
“Yes? Oh. You are the lady who came here with Lady Kyoko…”
Yuriko:
“C-Can you hear the shrieking? Where is it coming from?”
Maid:
“Pardon? …Oh. That.”
-The maid’s lips curve up to form a smile that looks strangely imbued with meanings.
Yuriko:
“D-Do you think we should probably call the police?”
Maid:
“Oh, no, no. That’s not necessary. We would not want the lady to get arrested.”
Yuriko:
“Huh? What do you mean…?”
Maid:
“If you’re curious, why don't you take a look? The cries are from the room in the corner. Hehe… The lady has a penchant for leaving the sliding door slightly ajar.”
The maid laughs and walks away, leaving Yuriko behind.
She blinks, unsure what to make of that information.
Yuriko:
(Arrested by the police…?)
Who? Kyoko? But why? Then again, who do these shouts belong to?
Nervous, Yuriko swallows hard and walks as quietly as possible toward the room mentioned by the maid.
Just as the maid said, the sliding door of the room is slightly open, the gap enables her to take a peek inside.
Yuriko’s eyes land on…
~Picture~
Kyoko.
She still has her kimono sash tied around her waist, but the disheveled state of her sloths renders her practically naked.
Next to her is a man, and she’s twisting her body against him like a beautiful fish swimming in the water.
Kyoko:
“Ah! Amazing! Simply divine!”
Tanabe:
"God, you're so tight... I can't believe you haven't loosened up even after playing with me this much."
Kyoko:
"Ah! Oh, yeah! You're so hard today too! Oh, you're going to spill a lot...!"
Kyoko gasped, arching her white throat and twisting her hips.
Her big, round, watermelon-like breasts were shaking as if they were about to spill out.
As the man's large hands grabbed them and started massaging them, white material dripped from the tips of her grape-colored nipples.
Tanabe:
"Oh, hehe...it's here again."
Kyoko:
"Oh, that's right. Even though it's been years since I gave birth, my milk still comes out."
Tanabe:
“Maybe it’s because you started to let men suck on them after you finish feeding the baby.”
Kyoko:
"Hehe... I don't know... It might have already become poisonous..."
Tanabe:
"I see, it's poison… it seems sweet..."
Kyoko:
"Ah… Yes! Suck it more!!"
Shaking her hair, Kyoko draped herself over the man.
At that moment, the man's stuff inside Kyoko slipped out.
Yuriko almost screamed at its size.
It was slimy and glistening, dark red, and had a long, thick, rugged trunk with strangely smooth, round gills on top.
This was the first time Yuriko had seen a penis.
Yuriko:
(That...... something like that...)
It was inside Kyoko's slender waist.
Yuriko knows that it must really hurt. If something that big and creepy got put inside, she is sure that it would hurt.
However, although Kyoko is screaming, she is also happy.
Now he buries his cock in her ass again.
It makes a wet slurping sound as it slides inside.
Kyoko:
"Oh... oh... your cock is the best! Oh, yes, deeper! Mess me up!!"
Yuriko stared at the scene for a while, forgetting to breathe.
Kyoko... is enjoying herself.
She takes in something so thick and long, rubbing it inside her and getting pleasure from it.
Yuriko couldn't believe her. She said she was in so much pain that she fainted.
Kyoko is straddling the man and shaking her hips as she pleases.
While milk is dripping from her breasts, she is tasting the man with appetite through the slit between her thighs.
Yuriko:
(Lady Kyoko… She’s feasting…)
The euphoric look on Kyoko’s face is none other than her real face– the face she makes when her instincts take over.
Oh, that’s right. It’s the same.
It reminds her of a female Joro spider that eats the male during copulation…
~END~
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