The First Step into Submission

Luo Zhen had yet to reach his climax, so all of that had been left behind by Hitori.

"Young people really are full of energy."

They got into battle mode so quickly. That was good.

Michiyo raised her lower body slightly, her soft hands filled with a scorching sensation.

She used her hands to control the angle of the sword, then her voluptuous body dropped down heavily.

"Hooh~"

Michiyo tilted her head back and let out a satisfied sound.

Then she began moving slowly. Although her insides had already completely taken Luo Zhen's shape.

There was no need to be so rough from the start. Taking it slow was fine.

"Little Zhen really is a strange one. Hitori and I both have naturally huge breasts."

"Other men probably wouldn't even look at us because we're too 'fat.'"

In truth, it was not just their breasts that were large. Even their hips were bountiful beyond measure.

She moved like a great jade platter, sometimes up and down, sometimes forward and back, sometimes shifting into circular motions.

In short, she controlled her angle and strength. After exploring for a while, she found the spot that felt best and began trying to speed up.

With such huge breasts and such a big ass, if she pressed down on some skinny little boy, his kidneys would probably snap.

Of course, that might simply be because they were as fragile as glass.

Going further, women could keep going several times in a row, while men might have to surrender after only two or three rounds.

If a woman kept draining a man, especially with such an extraordinarily voluptuous body, then the man truly would suffer greatly.

Of course, that situation would never happen to Luo Zhen.

"What an amazing body. No wonder you can take it."

Michiyo pressed her hands against Luo Zhen's chest, kneading his pecs, which felt quite nice to the touch.

She even tried pinching his two weak points.

Luo Zhen's body twisted slightly. He was clearly not accustomed to that kind of attack.

Michiyo was quite pleased with his reaction. She leaned down and kissed him at close range.

It was a wet, slippery contact, their tongues tightly entwining.

She had already found the right angle and entered the most joyful phase of acceleration.

As if fitted with a super motor, her snow-white butt began bouncing up and down.

Hitori stared in a daze. The two people before her were her boyfriend and her mother.

That strange sense of impact made her mind crash.

Moreover, Michiyo's movements were incredibly wild and rough.

"W-Wah, don't mess with my husband."

When Hitori did it with Luo Zhen, she was always careful, but Michiyo showed no mercy, charging ahead with broad, decisive movements.

"Hitori, watch carefully and learn properly. Little Zhen is an absolute slut; you need to be forceful with him."

"Look at his expression right now. Isn't it wonderful?"

Michiyo shifted her body aside slightly so Hitori could see Luo Zhen.

He covered his eyes with one hand, his open mouth faintly panting, but the corner of his lips had indeed curled into a smile.

"Don't cover up. Let her have a good look. She likes this."

Michiyo had grown excited. She reached out and pulled Luo Zhen's hand away.

Hitori met Luo Zhen's gaze. His eyes were full of confusion and delight, and combined with that expression, one look was enough to make someone rock hard.

"I've never seen that expression before."

Hitori murmured, but her breathing grew heavier.

She had already expected something major to happen tonight, but Michiyo's approach still surpassed her imagination.

She had thought they would tacitly understand each other and pretend not to know anything.

But Michiyo had laid everything out in the open all at once.

Her mother had effortlessly dragged her fetish into the light, making her feel terribly embarrassed.

And now, Michiyo's actions brought even more subtle emotions to the surface in her heart.

This was truly... awful.

But as Hitori looked at Luo Zhen's face, the rhythm of her heartbeat shifted again. The soreness and bitterness in her heart gradually transformed into a forbidden thrill.

She swallowed, unconsciously moving her hands and feet as she slowly crawled closer.

She needed to watch this scene from up close.

"Hitori, don't... I can't let you see me like this, guh—"

A strange sound came from Luo Zhen's mouth, while Michiyo revealed a renewed smile.

"Why can't she watch? This is the real you. Since Hitori can't do this, then as her mother, I have to help her see your true face clearly."

Michiyo's movements became rougher and rougher.

Her strength gradually increased, and splashing fluids left filthy stains across the bedsheets.

Hitori was behind Michiyo, leaning her head closer.

"You can take it all in completely, and it's like that every time. Is that really possible?"

Hitori felt she was far behind. No wonder Luo Zhen's expression had always seemed strange whenever they did it.

So she had to go all out every time to truly satisfy Luo Zhen.

She adjusted her posture. At this moment, she was already beginning to feel excited.

Her legs trembled as she continued approaching Luo Zhen. Then, after taking a deep breath, she sat directly on his face.

She was unwilling to remain a spectator and wanted Luo Zhen to help her deal with her own problem.

The Battle of Red Cliffs erupted once more, along with another battle unfolding at the same time.

Luo Zhen's battle awareness was incredibly strong. Handling both battlefields at once was no problem at all.

His tongue displayed unbelievable combat power, while he also matched Michiyo's attacking rhythm and delivered corresponding counterattacks.

Within the room, the sounds of collision and rubbing, mixed with the breathing and soft cries of all three, intertwined into a beautiful performance.

Only when Michiyo let out an incomparably ringing cry did everything finally come to an abrupt halt.

The three of them were drenched in sweat. Even the air seemed to have grown thick, and the mingled scent was dizzying.

"Looks like we got a little too carried away. Let's go wash up."

Michiyo spoke as her legs went weak, though she still trembled as she stood.

"Let's go to the men's bath. There won't be anyone there."

Luo Zhen still looked full of energy. The fact that he said that meant they would have to keep fighting afterward.

At the men's bath, beside the mist-shrouded hot spring, Luo Zhen faced the mother and daughter alone.

Thinking back to his previous battle with Mother Yukino, he frowned and began slowing his movements.

He could not always rely on brute force. He had to learn how to use technique.

He watched the reactions of the people before him, launching charge after charge and finding their weak points based on their responses.

"Concentrate your strength and strike at the weak points..."

Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes and began trying to hone his battle skills.

He could not always rely on brute strength and stamina. Technique was crucial.

The next time he encountered Mother Yukino, Luo Zhen would definitely make her collapse completely.

In truth, that battle had at most been a draw, and Luo Zhen had held a significant advantage. Unfortunately, there had not been enough time.

Mother Yukino had chosen to retreat directly. If they had continued, it was hard to say what the outcome would have been.

Luo Zhen sat at the very edge. The two women in the water held his calves, resting their heads against him from either side as they stuck out their tongues and busied themselves.

They were only eating. After intense exercise, they needed to replenish themselves. It was perfectly reasonable.

Luo Zhen directly grabbed their heads with both hands, striking the same pose as Uncle Great Shark.

"Phew..."

It seemed rather late. Michiyo, did she still need to sleep?

Luo Zhen asked, gently rubbing her hair.

"If we go back now, we probably won't be able to sleep at all."

"Why don't we just get our luggage and drive home?"

"A cup of coffee at work should be enough to get us through."

The alcohol on their bodies had already faded, so it was the perfect time to set off.

Thus, they ended the battle, tidied up the aftermath a little, then went back and carried the sleeping Futari away.

The little girl was sleeping deeply and had no idea what had happened.

Michiyo drove, Hitori sat in the passenger seat, and Futari curled up with her head resting on Luo Zhen's lap.

At one point, Futari woke up. When she opened her eyes and saw Luo Zhen's face, she smiled.

"Go back to sleep. When you wake up, we'll be home."

Luo Zhen gently stroked her head and gave her a warm smile.

Futari closed her eyes again, then shifted her body.

"Mm..."

Futari adjusted her position, her face ending up pressed against a rather inappropriate spot.

Her breathing was incredibly even, and the faint warmth of her breath passed through his pants, making Luo Zhen feel a little itchy.

The car occasionally swayed, and naturally, she rubbed against him a few times.

Luo Zhen felt helpless about the situation and could only quickly reposition Futari.

"Brother Little Zhen, yummy~"

But she shifted again, this time even opening her mouth and biting down.

"Mm..."

The little girl was only dreaming, so she did not use much force.

The faint rubbing and the saliva that flowed out left Luo Zhen's pants damp.

The First Step Toward Falling

Although Michiyo had gone through intense exercise, she was now bursting with energy.

Without any mishaps, the car easily made it back home.

Hitori yawned as she got out of the car, picked Futari up from Luo Zhen's arms, and carried her inside.

Luo Zhen, however, remained seated. Michiyo looked at him in confusion.

He smiled, bent over as he got out of the car, but his complexion did not look very good.

"Little Zhen, what's wrong?"

Could taking on two people at once have exhausted him?

Come to think of it, men had become weaker and weaker in recent years. One or two of them were basically all glass bones and paper skin.