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"Is it really okay?"
"Even if I said no, you wouldn't listen...would you?"
"If you truly dislike it, then we won't do it."
"You're such a pervert, Lord Ain."
"I'm simply being genuine with my beloved wife."
Her bashful playfulness, even when she lightly hits me to hide her embarrassment, is adorable.
As usual, today we entrusted our cute daughter to a neighborhood aunt so we could enjoy some couple time together. Since Lucia started spending more time with these local women, her naturally sociable personality seems to have only blossomed further. She's already quite famous in town as the charming girl who smiles warmly at everyone. Hearing praise for my child brings me greater joy than receiving compliments myself.
Since we finally managed to carve out this time for ourselves, it would be rude not to enjoy it fully. So I made a certain suggestion to Maria. I thought she might refuse, but her newfound eroticism as a married woman ultimately won her over.
"But...I really haven't groomed myself lately, so if you could just let me clean up a bit first—"
"Nope."
"Uuugh... Ahh!"
I persistently kneaded her enormous ass.
It was so overwhelmingly plump that even with one hand on each cheek, I couldn't fully grasp them. While Lucia honed her social skills, her mother, Maria, focused on refining her voluptuous curves.
―Mooch♡ Mooch♡ Mooooch♡
"My butt... ♡Nngh♡ Keep rubbin'...♡Ahhn♡♡"
Her physical transformation was strikingly evident.
Steam rose from her flushed cheeks, and her eyes grew teary as she rubbed her thighs together.
Continuing to massage her buttocks, I led her towards the bathroom.
Once on stage, Maria resigned herself and started stripping off her clothes. Immediately following suit, I undressed as well.
"...mmn...♡"
Maria gulped at my erect manhood. No matter how many times we entwined our bodies, neither of us ever tired of it. Our compatibility was perfect.
"...Please?"
"Oh, Lord Ain!"
"I'm just kidding."
"Hmph!" She scolded me when I hesitantly offered her the underwear I had been wearing moments ago. But deep down, I know she secretly sniffs them later. Although, I wouldn't mind if she sniffed more openly; watching her indulge covertly adds its own pleasure, so I say nothing.
Maria's naked body now exudes violence.
With increased overall mass, there is no sense of disproportionality. However, the contrast between her youthful facial features and this transformation grows increasingly stark.
The groping has caused some slippery liquid to drip from between her legs; just that little bit of foreplay is enough to flood her pussy.
"Lord Ain!"
"Yes?"
First, we need to warm up our bodies thoroughly in the bath, but before that, we have to clean ourselves.
Despite being a simple household tub, one of its prides is having multiple washing areas. Just as I'm about to wash myself separately as usual, Maria speaks up, seemingly struck with an idea.
"In exchange for fulfilling your request, Lord Ain, will you grant me a favor?"
"Huh? Oh, certainly."
It's rare for Maria to initiate these kinds of conversations, but there's no way I would refuse her. In fact, I'm genuinely delighted that she feels comfortable expressing her thoughts like this now.
For a moment, my surprise shows, but I quickly compose myself and agree warmly.
"Th-then... I'll wash your back, Lord Ain!"
"My back?"
She took up a homemade sponge made from a loofah gourd, looking quite delighted.
She wanted to wash my back, huh? This wasn't entirely new; when we used to take leisurely baths together, we often washed each other and got all cuddly.
Was she craving some sweet intimacy after so long? No, judging by her eyes, it seemed like something more erotic was on her mind. That gaze clearly had her naughty switch flipped.
I didn't know what exactly she had in mind, but I decided not to ask.
The uncertainty only added to the excitement, after all.
"Well then, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate that very much. Please go ahead."
I sat down on the stool, turning my back toward Maria.
I could hear her lathering up the soap. There's something undeniably arousing about listening to a naked, beautiful girl doing something just out of sight...
"Excuse me."
Not too soft, not too firm.
Her touch with the loofah sponge was perfectly balanced as it washed down my back. Why is having someone else wash your back so relaxing? If I ever have a son someday, when he grows up, I'd like to take baths together and gossip about girls we like...
My back, then my neck, then my arms.
Nothing particularly strange happened. I had been expecting some kind of breast-sponge phenomenon or something, so this felt rather anticlimactic. But Maria's eyes definitely seemed to flick on her naughty switch just now. So what gives...?
"Could you please stand?"
"Sure th— Huh?!"
"...Mm-hmm♡"
I let out an awkward noise because I wasn't expecting anything more than just washing my legs.
Panicking, I looked down and saw a sponge. Maria's hand was holding it—the same hand that had been positioned behind me.
Her arm had reached between my legs.
The sponge had slipped right through the cleft of my ass.
Before I could say anything, her hand began moving up and down over my buttocks.
"...Nghhh..."
"Does that feel good...? ♡"
It wasn't too intense to bear, knowing she intended to wash me there.
But as if taking advantage of this moment, Maria pressed her breasts tightly against my back, enveloping my body with her soft curves.
"...So big... ♡"
"This is all your fault, Maria..."
There was no way I could withstand such treatment. My half-hard cock instantly switched gears, reaching full readiness.
"Lord Ain, my love!"
Maria moved around to face me.
She wore the expression of a woman—a lust-crazed woman.
"This is such a precious area; may I wash it for you?"
Gupppp... Ahhh!
Her mouth opened wide.
Maria's lips parted to engulf my cock.
Then, with her mouth still agape,
she spread apart her soapy breasts, larger than her own head.