In my slightly surprised gaze, Matsuda Miko closed her eyes, constantly fantasizing that it was me hitting her.

As the rhythm suddenly reached its peak, she let out a sharp scream, her body shaking like a sieve, intense contraction.

Her face was full of ecstasy, debauchery, completely unable to control herself.

She collapsed into the bathtub, twitching a few times.

"Is it over?"

Seeing this, my veins were bulging all over.

She fantasized about my intracranial excitement, which alone could take her to the peak.

What an extraordinary operation.

"I’m sorry, Master, you fascinate me too much; you’re the best man I have ever met."

"But you don’t have a health report, how do I handle this now?"

The anger was burning through every part of my body.

"Master, don’t worry, I have many methods, and tools too."

Then, Matsuda Miko took out a dazzling array of tools for me to choose from.

There were many tools I had never seen before, and they were very beautiful and stimulating.

With Matsuda Miko’s cooperation, using her soft chest buns, hands, beautiful legs, and tools together.

It made me blissfully overwhelmed.

She knew too much and served very comfortably.

After I was done, she even wiped my body and helped me dress.

It was purely a one-sided enjoyment.

"That’s enough for today; from now on, you will still manage the Matsuda Clan, but you have to listen to me."

"Understood, Master!"

Matsuda Miko knelt and watched me leave.

My mood was simply overjoyed.

Conquering a woman like her really brought me so much enjoyment and benefit.

But returning to the clinic.

A very delicate and vibrant rural woman with luggage suddenly found me.

"Zhang Yang, do you remember me?"

The woman was about thirty, wearing a woven hat and a green printed dress with a white base.

But the two big peaches on her chest made her dress stand tall.

As she walked, they would sway up and down with her body’s movements, extremely soft.

Her hips were those protruding wide hips, very suitable for bearing sons.

But her figure wasn’t fat at all; where it should be slim, it was perfectly so.

Her skin was like tofu, looking particularly comfortable to the eyes.

Coupled with a delicate face, bright and enchanting.

Not rough at all like a rural woman.

Instead, she was more vibrant than city women.

I was briefly stunned and said: "Is it Caixia, sister-in-law?"

"Yes, it’s me, but I’ve come to the city for work and have nowhere to stay; can you do me a favor?"

Ji Caixia’s delicate smile was very charming, like a magpie in the mountains.

I didn’t have a bit of refusal: "Of course, no problem, but wouldn’t Brother Datong have an opinion?"

I used to live in the countryside as well; the neighbor, Li Datong, was older, so I called him Brother Datong.

Later, Li Datong married Ji Caixia from the neighboring village, and I called her Sister-in-law Caixia.

But later, I went to school and settled in the city, so I hadn’t been back for a long time.

"Datong, he’s gone!"

When Ji Caixia mentioned the sad topic, she started crying like falling pear blossoms.

"Oh, I’m sorry, Sister-in-law Caixia, I really didn’t know about this."

I hurriedly handed her tissues and comforted her.

But Ji Caixia became more heartbroken and suddenly rushed into my arms, wailing loudly.

The two big peaches on her chest pressed firmly against my chest.

As she sobbed, they trembled with a beautiful arc.

The tender tofu-like texture made my temper flare, and my heart itch intolerably...