2 PM. Sharp.
Kenzou sat shirtless on his porch, the sun hot on his leathery chest.
He wasn't drinking tea. He wasn't reading the paper.
He was waiting.
And sure enough—just like clockwork—Ayaka's back door creaked open.
She stepped out slowly, pretending to hang a towel on the laundry line.
Thin tank top. No bra.
Flimsy shorts. No panties.
And from his angle, when she bent over, he saw it again—
That perfect little pussy, already glistening in the daylight.
She was wet.
Already.
Even before he touched her.
---
They didn't say a word.
Not outside. Not under the sun.
They just met eyes for a second—her cheeks pink, her chest rising—and that was it.
By the time she knocked on his door five minutes later, her thighs were trembling.
"Couldn't even wait till night this time?" Kenzou asked, pulling her inside.
"I was thinking about it all morning," she whispered, fidgeting with her fingers.
"Every time I sat down… I felt your cum leaking out."
He grunted, already hard under his loose robe.
"You're really turning into a cum-thirsty little slut, huh?"
"I can't help it," she whined. "My body reacts on its own…"
---
He spun her around and slammed her up against the wall, again.
Her breath hitched.
"Lemme guess. You didn't touch yourself today."
She shook her head. "I was saving it…"
He shoved a hand between her thighs.
"Holy fuck…"
Soaking. Her pussy was so fucking wet, his fingers slid inside like she was begging for him.
"You came over dripping like this?"
"I-I couldn't help it…"
"You needy little milf," he growled, pumping two thick fingers in deep.
Ayaka's head fell back against the wall, moaning.
"K-Kenzou… I'm already close…"
"No shit. This pussy's twitching like crazy."
He pulled her top up.
Those fat H-cup tits spilled free, nipples stiff and begging for attention.
He latched onto one, sucking greedily while his fingers curled inside her soaking hole.
She cried out, one leg rising automatically.
"It's too much! You're gonna make me cum!"
He grinned against her tit.
"That's the fucking point."
---
She came hard.
Body convulsing. Pussy squirting. Her juices gushing over his hand as she clutched his shoulders for dear life.
"F-fuuuck, I came from just your fingers…"
"You're a mess," he said, licking her slick off his knuckles.
She was panting.
"Still want more?"
She looked at him with glazed eyes.
"…Yes."
---
He tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of rice, carried her into the living room, and threw her onto the tatami mat.
She bounced. Tits jiggled. Legs spread.
"I'm not going easy this time," he warned, dropping his robe.
His cock was already rock-hard, heavy, and glistening with precum.
Ayaka bit her lip.
"I want it rough…"
He got on top of her, slapped her pussy once, and aimed his cock.
"You came just from my fingers. Let's see what this old dick does to you now."
He slammed in.
"A-AHHHH!"
Instant tight squeeze. Her pussy hugged his cock like it never wanted to let go.
"You're so fuckin' tight today…"
"Because I've been holding it… I didn't cum all day!"
He thrust deeper, balls slapping her ass.
"You better cum again, then. And again. And again."
"Yes! Fill me up again—I need your cum inside me!"
---
Their bodies collided.
Sweaty, hungry, desperate.
Kenzou fucked her harder than ever, slamming into her until her tits bounced violently and the mat shifted beneath them.
"You feel that?" he growled.
"Your womb's sucking me in."
"YES! YES I FEEL IT—fuck—I'm gonna cum again!"
He leaned in, sucking one tit while pinching the other, never slowing down.
Ayaka screamed.
"Cumming! I'm cumming again! F-fuck—!"
She squirted. Hard.
Pussy spraying clear liquid all over his balls, her legs twitching.
But he didn't stop.
He kept thrusting—grunting—claiming her womb again.
"I'm cumming too—get ready, Ayaka—your greedy little cunt's getting it all!"
"YES! Give it to me! Fill me again! BREED ME!"
---
With a guttural groan, Kenzou slammed in deep and emptied his heavy balls inside her.
Thick, gooey cum poured straight into her womb, filling her for the third time this week.
Her eyes rolled back. Her arms went limp.
She was stuffed full. Again.
---
Ten minutes later, she lay flat on her back, arms stretched above her head, chest heaving.
Her pussy was still oozing his seed, globs of it leaking out slowly onto the mat.
"I'm going to get pregnant at this rate," she said softly, eyes closed.
Kenzou sat beside her, stroking his softening cock lazily.
"You want that, don't you?"
She didn't answer. Just nodded.
"…I want your baby."