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    Ms. Miharu let out a surprised gasp the moment she first saw my cock.

    A quick glance. A quick glance.

    Strangely, she couldn’t take her eyes off it.

    To be precise, she kept looking at my cock from the corner of her eye.

    Her reaction was like that of a fresh high school girl seeing a penis for the first time.

    ‘No, wait. Ms. Miharu is married… no, she’s divorced, isn’t she?’

    Why would someone like her react like a virgin?

    Just in case, I asked Ms. Miharu.

    “Is this your first time seeing a penis?”

    At my question, Ms. Miharu seemed to think I was belittling her, and she replied with a slightly annoyed expression.

    “I-I’ve seen one!”

    “Then why can’t you take your eyes off it?”

    “W-Well, I’ve never seen one this big before…”

    “Do you have little experience with men?”

    “Yes, y-yes… just my husband…”

    Oh. This was unexpected.

    A woman with her looks had only been with one man?

    ‘He’s a thieving bastard.’

    Her husband truly seemed like a total bastard. To hit such a beautiful wife and daughter.

    I thought to myself and asked Ms. Miharu.

    “Then, if you compare my cock to your husband’s, whose is bigger?”

    Well, the answer to this question was practically predetermined.

    Honestly, ever since I possessed this body, the size of my dick could contend with those of big Black men from foreign countries.

    “T-Takuya-nim’s…”

    Therefore, I was naturally the winner of this question.

    ‘Heh heh.’

    But this was good to hear, something I’d heard many times before, which was why I asked.

    Having heard such a satisfying answer, I smiled at Ms. Miharu and asked.

    “Then, please calm down my cock, which has grown so much because of you, Ms. Miharu.”

    “Yes, yes! ♥”

    She replied shyly to my words and carefully grasped my cock.

    But she didn’t hold it skillfully like Miyuki or Haruka. Her grip was clumsy, like someone experiencing sex for the first time.

    Feeling that, I was certain.

    ‘As expected, she might have sexual experience, but not this kind of foreplay.’

    Ms. Miharu was practically a pregnant virgin who had only had some sex.

    One might ask, “What kind of nonsense is that, like a unicorn breaking its horn?” but still.

    “Try moving it gently up and down.”

    *Slide… slide…*

    Watching her struggle so awkwardly with a handjob, something girls like Haruka, Miyuki, and Yuki Onna did as easily as eating, made me wonder how she could be a married woman. She was more like a pseudo-married woman.

    While Takuya was internally establishing the ridiculous equation of Miharu = pseudo-virgin.

    Miharu herself couldn’t think straight because of Takuya’s cock that she was currently holding. Of course.

    ‘It’s… it’s warm, and big… and hard.’

    The penis she knew… that is to say, a cock, wasn’t like this.

    Well, Ms. Miharu had gone through an all-girls middle school, high school, and university before getting married right away, so her husband was the only man she knew. But she hadn’t lived all these years for nothing.

    At least, comparing her husband to the rumors she’d heard, a penis wasn’t supposed to be like this.

    She’d heard they were a bit small, not hard, and somewhat flaccid.

    In contrast, Takuya’s cock was…

    ‘I-It feels like I’m holding a club…’

    It felt like holding a fiery club.

    The difference from a real fiery club was the vigorous blood flowing through the veins on the cock, and…

    *Squish ♥ squish ♥*

    …the precum dripping from the tip of the glans as her small hand stroked the large cock up and down—something that wouldn’t come from just a regular club.

    She saw the precum coming from the tip of the cock and diligently moved Takuya’s cock.

    How much time passed as Ms. Miharu performed the up-and-down motion with her hand?

    “Whew, I’m about to come!”

    Takuya couldn’t hold back against Ms. Miharu’s increasingly skilled touch.

    *Splurt! Spluuuurrt! Splurt!*

    He ejaculated directly onto her body.

    Perhaps because their bodies were pressed tightly together, fortunately, the bathroom wasn’t covered in semen.

    ‘H-Hot! ♥ The part with semen is hot?!’

    Instead, all that semen splattered onto her body, allowing Ms. Miharu to unexpectedly experience the texture of Takuya’s semen.

    ‘W-Woah… it’s sticky…’

    Takuya’s semen was plump like gel.

    If it hadn’t been warm and on her body, she might have actually mistaken it for real gel!

    Perhaps because of this, Ms. Miharu, without realizing it, performed an action she had never done even for her husband, due to the strange sensation.

    *Lick.*

    She ate the semen.

    More precisely, she tasted the semen.

    And Ms. Miharu’s eyes widened, round, as she tasted Takuya’s semen for the first time.

    She couldn’t help it.

    ‘It’s bitter!’

    The taste of the semen she had tasted for the first time was very bitter.

    It was an unexpected taste, unlike its plump appearance.

    While Ms. Miharu was internally thinking that Takuya’s semen was bitter.

    Takuya’s cock, having witnessed all of it, rose again.

    It was even bigger than before he had climaxed from the handjob.

    One might ask why it got even bigger here, but Takuya’s eyes weren’t knotholes; he saw everything: Ms. Miharu subtly bringing the semen on her body to her mouth and then wrinkling her face.

    Seeing such a sight, it would be weirder if he *didn’t* get turned on.

    Therefore, this time, Takuya turned her body around.

    *Squish ♥*

    “Hmph! ♥ J-Just a moment, slowly! ♥”

    He then pushed the head of his cock into her shallow crevice.

    Fortunately, even though he hadn’t touched her pussy, her pussy was very wet, so insertion was not difficult at all.

    Having inserted his cock, Takuya, fortunately, had no intention of thrusting wildly from the beginning.

    *Squish-♥ Squish-♥ Squish-♥*

    Takuya held Ms. Miharu’s waist and moved at a slightly fast pace.

    Of course, even this was the limit for Ms. Miharu, who was like a virgin.

    “Haaah! ♥ T-Takuya-nim! ♥ My pussy is… haagh! ♥ It feels like it’s… hawoooh! ♥ breaking! ♥”

    As Takuya slowly pushed into her, Ms. Miharu felt unwanted moans escape her.

    And at these moans, Ms. Miharu felt embarrassed.

    ‘Haaah… Th-This is so disgraceful…’

    In Miyuki and Haruka’s cases, they knew Takuya liked such vulgar moans, so they didn’t care much (in fact, they sometimes made them even louder), but Ms. Miharu was extremely mortified.

    After all, what man in the world would like such vulgar moans (many).

    So Ms. Miharu tried to cover her mouth with her hand to prevent moans from escaping, but…

    *Thwack.*

    “Hmph! ♥ Takuya-nim, why did you… ♥”

    “If you want to please me, you shouldn’t cover your mouth.”

    “B-But, hmph! ♥ My moans are… ♥”

    “The sounds a female like you makes are good!”

    “That can’t be! ♥”

    Perhaps he was angered by Ms. Miharu covering her mouth. Takuya, as if the previous sex was just a light playful act, attacked Ms. Miharu by thrusting his hips at an incomparable speed to before.

    *Thump! Thump! Thump!*

    Under Takuya’s merciless sexual assault, Ms. Miharu surrendered in just a few seconds.

    “Oh! ♥ Takuya-nim, st─oooooh! ♥♥!!”

    Actually, surrendering in a few seconds was nothing to be ashamed of. Even a lustful woman like Miyuki couldn’t last much longer.

    ‘He’s too good!’

    Of course, no matter how much comfort one offered, she herself wouldn’t feel comforted at all.

    Thus, Ms. Miharu, who was pounded like crazy, experienced losing and regaining consciousness from too much pleasure for the first time in her life, and it was a long time later that she finally fully regained her senses.

    “Hmph! ♥ P-Please, no more now… ♥”

    Ms. Miharu pleaded in an almost sobbing voice.

    At her voice, Takuya seemed to think he should take a break too.

    He stopped his hips, which had been thrusting frantically.

    No. Takuya didn’t actually stop his hips for Ms. Miharu’s sake.

    “Ms. Miharu, take a look in the mirror for a moment.”

    The reason he stopped thrusting was that there was an expression he wanted to show Ms. Miharu right now.

    “W-What… Ah! ♥”

    What was reflected in the mirror when she looked at it at Takuya’s words was not a tired woman, a mother of a child, or someone responsible for a household.

    ‘She looks happy… ♥’

    It was the true image of a woman, as a woman, feeling happy being embraced by a man.

    “You’re making this expression. How do you feel?”

    How did she feel?

    She didn’t know. She just realized that she herself was a woman capable of making such an expression.

    While Ms. Miharu’s mind paused at Takuya’s words, Takuya inserted his cock back into the crevice and asked.

    “Then, we’ve rested enough, so we can start again, right?”

    What Takuya said was a pure proposal, but not for the person involved.

    This was an unfair contract, no. It was almost a scam.

    Because…

    “Th-Then…”

    Having seen that happy expression of hers, there was no way she could defy his words.

    “Just a little more gently, please. ♥”

    So, this was a scam.

    A scam that she herself desired.

    *Thump-♥!! Thump-♥!! Thump-♥!!*

    “Ohoh! ♥ I’m coming! ♥ I’m coming! ♥ I’m coming! ♥!! Haaaahh~♥♥?!”

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