"Haruka... Haruka..."
Through the thin apron, Haruka Yuzan felt the softness of his wife's body.
His large hands vigorously rubbed his rent, hugging her from behind as their bodies pressed tightly together.
The warm fragrance, the tender skin, although separated by a layer of clothing, he could still make out the clear outline of her buttocks.
"I'm still cooking."
Reiko Onodera whispered softly.
Mrs. Onodera no longer resisted being affectionate with Haruka Yuzan outside the bedroom.
With the two girls currently in the living room, Haruka Yuzan couldn't do much more, gently patted madam's behind, and said in a low chuckle,
"Come to my room to get your underwear tonight."
"Mmm...."
Reiko Onodera blushed and responded quietly.
Just then, a young, clear voice suddenly came from the living room,
"Haruka! Sister Reiko! What are you doing in the kitchen?"
No sooner had they separated than Misaki Saki came running over with a "thump thump thump" of her little steps,
