Inside the flower valley, the scorching honey-water began to flow continuously with the rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls, soaking Ethan's massive dragon.
Ethan was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Tsuki Uzaki to be this sensitive. She had become so wet the moment he inserted, and despite having three children, her interior was incredibly tight—more like a budding young girl than a mature housewife. The hot, humid path combined the accommodating lubrication of maturity with the tight, constricting wrap of youth. The dragon felt an unparalleled bliss being encased by her.
Excited, Ethan used both hands to pin her shapely legs to his sides. Following the rhythm of Tsuki's heavy gasps, his hips instinctively thrust upward, plunging into the soft, honeyed cave.
"Ah... Ethan..."
Tsuki let out a long, melodious moan, her large eyes squinting slightly as her waist swayed back and forth in a proactive grind. The little dragon continuously stirred the honeyed fluids secreted deep within the valley, creating wet, squelching sounds that echoed throughout Yanagi's bedroom.
A light sheen of fragrant sweat broke out on her body, her cheeks flushed a vibrant cherry-red. Her silver-gray hair danced behind her back as she hummed a series of "yi-ya" sounds, harmonizing with the wet sounds from below to play a symphony of dual-cultivation pleasure.
Ethan's dragon filled Tsuki's tight flower path to the brim. He barely had to move now; the frequency of the beautiful MILF's grinding as she sat atop him was enough to make him hiss with excitement. He was desperately resisting the urge to erupt, wanting to savor the exquisite pleasure of her tight flesh pressing in from all sides for as long as possible.
It wasn't just Tsuki's physical allure; it was the psychological thrill. The thought of being deep inside another man's wife, right in her daughter's bedroom, gave Ethan an incredible rush. Although he had tasted housewives before—and understood Cao Cao's famous preference for them—this felt entirely different. A married woman with a husband nearby provided a vastly different sensation than a single one.
Watching Tsuki's seductive lips panting out hot breaths and feeling the rhythmic squeezing of her vaginal walls, Ethan's hips began to synchronize perfectly with her movements. He thrust upward time and again, striking the smooth, flat cervix deep within the honey-path. Several times he hit the small, rounded opening directly, sending electric shocks of pleasure through the MILF's entire body, causing her gasps to grow even more frantic.
"Tsuki... Mrs. Uzaki... you're so cute... I... I'm coming..."
"Mmm... Ethan... so hot... so white... is it coming inside..."
"Yes..."
Ethan's hands moved down to tightly grip Tsuki's shins. His dragon lunged upward over a dozen times in rapid succession, battering the soft cervix. Suddenly, with a high-pitched scream from Tsuki, a flood of scalding honey-water doused the massive dragon head. The sensitive dragon spasmed, no longer able to hold back. It erupted, spraying jets of hot life-essence deep into Tsuki's womb, mercilessly lashing the tender walls of her flower palace...
Overwhelmed by the heat and the numbing pleasure of the climax, Tsuki lost the strength to stay upright after surrendering her Yin essence. She collapsed onto Ethan's chest, her flushed, beautiful face pressed against him. Her heavy breasts rose and fell violently as she recovered from the shock and fatigue of the battle. For a while, the room was silent except for their heavy, intimate breathing, each savoring the marvelous experience.
Having tasted the long-awaited pleasure of lovemaking with a youth as handsome and alluring as Ethan, Tsuki felt as if a strange switch had been flipped. As the afterglow faded, she began to actively seduce him. She took Ethan's hand and placed it on her full, firm breast, letting him feel the comforting silkiness and warmth. She closed her eyes, her red lips like dew-kissed petals, radiating sexuality. Her beautiful body squirmed before him, her sexy buttocks intentionally grinding against the half-hard dragon.
Ethan stared at the seductive MILF—her perfect, standard body was exquisite and multi-faceted. Her face was rounded and soft, with a straight, dainty nose and willow-thin eyebrows peeking through her bangs. Her red lips contrasted beautifully with her white teeth, and her seductive, transparent eyes were almost too intense to meet. Her silver ponytail, her mature, rounded buttocks, and her towering breasts all pulsed with temptation. She looked like a celestial fairy descending into the mortal realm, but unlike a fairy who was not to be touched, Tsuki's beauty was like a demonic temptation. Her erotic figure merged with her dignified aura, sending the fires of lust roaring through Ethan.
While she hadn't been shy a moment ago, being looked at with such intensity now made a blush crawl up her cheeks. "Ethan... don't look at me like that..."
"Weren't you being very proactive just now, Auntie Tsuki?" Ethan kneaded the soft, plump "rabbits" and teased, "Especially when I called you 'Mrs. Uzaki,' you were biting down very hard down there~"
"Uuu..." Tsuki hid her face in her hands, her eyes squinting into slits. Despite being a mother of three, she looked incredibly cute making such a gesture.
The dragon unknowingly regained its hardness, pressing firmly against her belly. Though shy, her body was honest; she began to shift, trying to swallow the hot, thick "Little Ethan" back into her body. However, Ethan, determined to turn Tsuki completely into his own shape and color, pushed her naked, sexy body away.
"Mrs. Uzaki, go change into black stockings."
Tsuki's face flushed. "Ethan, stop teasing me. Call me Tsuki, or Auntie Tsuki... don't use that title..."
"Which title?" Ethan played dumb, though the amusement in his eyes was obvious. "Is it 'Mother-in-law,' or 'Mom'?"
The MILF angrily bit him lightly on the chest, mumbling incoherently, "None... of them..."
Ethan stopped teasing her, gave her plump white ass a squeeze, and urged, "Auntie Tsuki, hurry and change. Nude stockings are a bit too conservative."
"Hentai..." she muttered with a pout. "Do you really like legs and feet that much?"
Ethan hadn't hidden his fetishes. From the start, he had obsessed over her feet and his eyes had been glued to her long, straight legs. Even during sex, his hands never left her thighs. While Tsuki didn't quite understand the terms "leg man" or "foot fetish," she knew some people had unique tastes. To her, having a perfect pair of heavy breasts and a rounded ass made her a target for men since her student days; she didn't realize how much power her legs held.
"I like everything about you, Auntie Tsuki, not just the legs and feet."
Ethan wasn't one for deep confessions, but he was an expert at pillow talk. Knowing it was just a trick to get her into black stockings, Tsuki still fell for it. She gave him a flirtatious glance and climbed off the bed. She moved toward the closet but then paused, remembering where they were.
"Ethan... this is Yanagi's room..." She hesitated. Even though Fujio was dead to the world, she felt conflicted about rooting through her daughter's room for stockings. Having taken the final step and been filled by him, her attitude toward Ethan had become much more intimate, unconsciously using a more doting nickname for him in her mind.
Looking at her full, white body, Ethan felt a surge of heat.