Tokyo landlord: why is the panties of the lady next door in my house?!

"Mmm...."

Reiko Onodera moaned softly as she leaned backward, thankfully falling against the bed, resting at the edge where the flesh of her ample thighs quivered. Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Initially, Haruka Yuzan had been locked in a gaze with Sister Reiko, but as she leaned back, his eyes shifted to her enchanting, long legs, which were slightly fleshy.

Haruka Yuzan paused, the delicate cherry blossom becoming fully exposed to his view.

The cherry blossom, with its pale pink petals and refined fragrance, its petals layered as if they adorned a princess's dress with lace frills, shaped like little wine cups.

On closer inspection, one would find the tender petals dusted with glistening dew, as if freshly moistened by mist.

The bud of the cherry blossom was a deeper pink, its small mouth opening and closing like a baby in deep sleep, playfully drooling.

For a moment, Haruka Yuzan was spellbound by the sight, causing Reiko Onodera to feel even more embarrassed.

Haruka Yuzan, seduced by the lady, couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

Smooth and tender, his fingers could sink into the flesh of her thighs, just beside it lay delicate lips just a centimeter away—Haruka Yuzan could even feel the moisture.

And that fragrance, it was intoxicating.

"Mmm...."

Reiko Onodera was helplessly excited.

One hand tightly clutched the bouquet, fearing it would scatter to the ground if she grew too weak, while the other hand covered her flushed lips, suppressing a shameful moan.

"Mr. Haruka, I... I could give you a massage...."

She offered proactively, it had been a long while since their last massage.

"Sister Reiko, how about I massage you first?"

Haruka Yuzan chuckled lightly and then, like a child, moved his fingers further in, pressing gently until a "plop" sound was heard—tender enough to squeeze out liquid.

"Hmm..."

Reiko Onodera murmured, her peach-like eyes glazed over with a hint of blur, her charming face flushing with a drunken red, exuding allure.

The scene was a bit chaotic, to the point where it might even be called silver.

"Haruka, let me... Let me give you a massage...."

Reiko Onodera whispered softly, and Haruka Yuzan raised an eyebrow, "Sister Reiko, why the rush? Wouldn't it be nice for me to help you?"

As he spoke, his fingers had already pressed fully onto the petals of the cherry blossom.

Indeed, a surge of watery essence bubbled up, his thumb pressing on the petal as if to extract all the juice inside.

Reiko Onodera's eyes were blurred by the steam, her voice trembled, and her breath was sweet as orchid:

"Mr. Haruka, please spare me, let me please you, okay? If it continues, I'm afraid... I'm afraid...."

"What's the matter?"

Haruka Yuzan gave a playful chuckle as if he were a mischievous child. At that moment, his thumb had left the petals and ventured deeper.

Reiko Onodera's eyes widened, but then she quickly relaxed, her alluring gaze warming:

"Haruka, I... I'm really going to lose it...."

"It's okay, Sister Reiko."

Haruka Yuzan spoke softly, then kissed up from her abdomen, across Reiko Onodera's upper body, from her earlobe to her cheek:

"Sister Reiko, let's always be together, okay?"

"Okay."

Reiko Onodera could no longer suppress her desires. She wrapped herself around Haruka Yuzan's neck, kissing his face like raindrops.

Kissing and pecking are quite different.

Kissing is love, pecking is passion, and the tickling sensation made Haruka Yuzan subconsciously embrace the beautiful woman before him, wishing he could tuck her tightly into his arms and cherish her dearly.

"Sister Reiko, you're making me so ticklish...."

Haruka Yuzan heaved softly, barely able to contain the pleasure spreading through his body...

Heeding his words, Reiko Onodera stopped kissing.

Her lips were as red as pomegranates, full and exquisite, inspiring awe. When slightly parted, one could glimpse the delicate tip of her tongue, stirring the imagination.

"Haruka, you don't like this?"

"Like it, Sister Reiko."

Haruka Yuzan buried his face into the crook of her delicate, snow-white neck, kissing it gently.

"No, Haruka, that will leave a mark. If someone sees it, it won't be good...."

Reiko Onodera gently patted Lin Ran's shoulder, barely containing the need to remind him.

"Then, Sister Reiko, you'll have to beg for mercy."

Haruka Yuzan laughed playfully. Upon hearing this, Reiko Onodera gently bit her red lip, her eyes growing misty, "Okay, Mr. Haruka, please spare me."

After that, her cheeks flushed even redder with shyness.

"Then, Sister Reiko, I'll give you a massage."

"A massage?"

"That, that would be great, thank you, Mr. Haruka."

Reiko Onodera agreed, then lay down on the bed.