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The two entered the elevator.
Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. Apparently, when he was with his aunt, most people mistook them for a beautiful elder holding hands with her nephew.
Looking at the aunt again, her clothes covered her plump, soft body below.
He reached out and stroked the aunt's pert buttocks from behind.
The aunt showed no panic. She smiled and moved her body slightly, which blocked the view of the elevator camera, preventing it from capturing his little actions.
"Auntie is so knowledgeable."
Shirakawa Natsumi inexplicably felt a surge of restlessness within her body.
After exiting the elevator, swipe your card to enter the room.
As soon as Shirakawa Natsu entered the room, he hugged her from behind.
He leaned down and rubbed against her from behind, his nose touching her neck, and his hands reached up to touch her body.
"Want to take a bath?" Ma Fei didn't resist. She turned around in his arms and touched his hair.
"Wait a minute, let me hug you first." Shirakawa Natsu sniffed her body scent.
The unique scent of a mature woman is like red wine, strong and intoxicating.
The two fell back onto the large bed.
Aunt Mafei wrapped her arms around his back, watching him press his face against her abdomen, then rub upwards, and finally bury his face between her chest.
The two lay in this position for a long time.
Shirakawa Natsu felt her soul was healed by the aunt; just lying there was comfortable enough.
Ma Fei suddenly placed her hand on her right breast.
"Auntie, have you thought about it?" Shirakawa Natsu raised her head, the idea of being able to control her aunt rising in her mind.
She's been lonely for so many years; if we just tease her without actually doing anything...
Perhaps it can avenge the time when my aunt schemed against me.
"Hmm, it brings back some memories." Aunt Ma Fei drew a circle on her right chest with her hand: "This is where my husband often leaned against; it's closest to my heart."
A strange emotion flashed in her eyes.
Shirakawa Natsu felt his heart clench suddenly; Aunt Maki was clearly in his arms.
But what she longed for wasn't his embrace, nor his warmth, but someone else's.
At this moment, Aunt Mafei's eyes were more transparent than ever before, a transparency that had nowhere to go.
It was as if it passed through his body and looked at another soul.
"Damn it!" Shirakawa Natsu felt a sudden, inexplicable pain in her heart, like a long needle piercing deep into her chest.
It kept stirring, mercilessly mixing the warmth from before with the pain in my heart.
It was churned into a bloody mess.
He suddenly reached out with both hands, grabbed his aunt's collar, ripped it open with a "ripping" sound, and bit down on her chest.
He used the most violent methods to try and leave his mark on the aunt.
Aunt Mafei wrapped her arms around his back, her body swaying up and down with his vigorous movements, but a sly glint suddenly flashed in her eyes.
She stuck out her tongue cutely.
Then she opened her sexy lips, her eyes glazed over, relaxed her body and mind, and entered into enjoyment with his movements.
……
afterwards.
Shirakawa Natsu lay on top of her aunt, their sweat mixing together, making their skin feel sticky.
He stuck out his tongue and placed it on his aunt's still-breathing, open lips from behind.
Aunt Mafei naturally opened her mouth and used her tongue to guide his tongue in.
“I won.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded to herself, which made the aunt automatically adapt to her shape.
He kissed her for a while, then got up, satisfied.
Suddenly, my legs went weak, and I stumbled, almost falling back onto the bed.
"It hurts." He rubbed his lower back with his hand. He hadn't felt this exhausted in a long time since he had his minotaur kidney transplant.
"They're pushing themselves too hard."
He admitted that jealousy can be distorted, and he didn't know where he got the strength just now; he only had one thought in his mind.
It's all about pushing forward until you're completely exhausted, until every cell in your body is drained of its potential.
Looking down at her side, Aunt Mafei was lying face down on the bed, legs spread apart, motionless.
"I guess we won this time."
He reached out and touched her chest from under her armpit.
Ma Fei automatically turned slightly to the side so that he could grab it all with one hand.
"It seems Auntie has taken my shape." After feeling smug, Shirakawa Natsumi was overcome with a wave of weariness.
He fell into a deep sleep while holding his aunt.
Because my body had expended so much energy, I slept very soundly.
I do not know how long it has been.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself resting on my aunt's long, fair legs.
She was only wearing a bath towel, leaning against the headboard, holding her phone in one hand and stroking his body with the other, giving him a massage.
Seeing that he was awake, she smiled and said, "You're awake."
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu turned her head, finding a more comfortable position on her lap: "What is Auntie looking at?"
Chapter 311 New Case
"Another troublesome case." Aunt Mafei's face flashed with worry. Then she put her phone back on the bedside table, ran her hand through her long hair, and with a stretch, a flick of her temple, a glance, and a lowered head, she exuded charm.
Looking at the aunt's beautiful and charming appearance, and smelling the faint scent of shower gel on her body, Xia Xia instantly perked up again.
"What a naughty boy." Ma Fei smiled and reached out, running her hand down his abdomen.
Shirakawa Natsu rested her head on her lap, her face completely covered when she leaned over.
Without hesitation, he quickly opened his mouth.
The aunt's touch was gentle, her fingertips lightly caressing, like thousands of soft, delicate fingers playing with an invisible string, plucking and twisting it slowly.
It knocked on Xia gently, yet forcefully.
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized.
His current posture is very similar to a classic replica of those parent-child storylines in some strange comics.
As if drawn by a magnet, her hand drew Xia Xia into her palm, holding her tightly.
"Auntie, turn your back." Shirakawa Natsu got up from her lap and slipped her hand into her yukata.
I was too excited just now, and I still have an urgent task to complete.
Aunt Mafei's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if she had seen through his thoughts. Her eyes sparkled coquettishly as she twisted her body in his arms and lay down.
Shirakawa Natsumi slipped her hand inside her aunt's yukata and felt the plumpness in her palm.
He secretly compared them in his mind, noting that Nao often rubbed herself while wearing stockings.
But compared to the aunt, they're not even in the same league.
Lifting up the yukata, one could see the aunt's buttocks completely exposed.
Although I've seen it before, every time I see it, I feel a strong visual impact.
Dew-kissed beauty is the epitome of exquisite charm. The luster of the two petals is like a soft, even breath. In the opening and closing, intentionally or unintentionally, they gracefully glance around.
He noticed that his aunt had also turned to look at him.
In this position, for the first time, he felt that his aunt was completely under his control.
The aunt had full cheeks, and her big, dark eyes were charming and captivating.
She had small piercings in her ears, probably in preparation for wearing earrings, but I've never seen Shirakawa Natsu wear them. Auntie was a woman who loved beauty when she was young.
"Auntie, I'm here." Shirakawa Natsumi opened the door and was surprised to find that her aunt had already washed the clothes carefully.
Good heavens, did my aunt already know about my little scheme?
So he failed.
Although the aunt was very cooperative, various difficulties were always encountered during the actual operation.
"Hmph~" Aunt Mafei chuckled softly as she saw him covered in sweat from exhaustion.
"Auntie, don't laugh." Bai Chuanxia tried a few more times, but found that it didn't fit at all, and no amount of effort would help.
"Why do you look so relaxed, Auntie?"
"Because you and I only have sex~" Aunt Mafei is completely different in bed than when she's in her police uniform; she has a captivating charm.
"Sex can relieve tension, but love can cause tension."
"Ugh." Shirakawa Natsumi was annoyed again. Even though she was holding her aunt in her arms, she still felt like the aunt was the one in control.
"Hehe, let me help you." Ma Fei chuckled, as if watching a naughty child next door.
The two of them worked for a good half hour.
Still only a third of the goal was scored. Aunt Mafei frowned slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Shirakawa Natsu felt heartbroken, but this was already her limit.
He then realized the difficulty of the task.
At that very moment, a strange sensation suddenly struck.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a numbness in her body and suddenly realized that it was Aunt Maki controlling the muscle contractions.
In this way, even if he cannot use it, he can still achieve the same goal.
……
As Shirakawa Natsu held her aunt in her arms, watching her long hair mixed with sweat sticking to her forehead, a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart.
He wanted to spend his life with the woman in his arms.
He cleared his throat and tentatively asked:
"Auntie, look, this is the second time we've actually slept together, and we're compatible physically."
"They say familiarity breeds affection, so I guess Auntie likes me too."
"This one~" Aunt Mafei shifted her body in his arms, their skin pressing even closer together:
"It's somewhat comfortable to be with you, but sex isn't the foundation of love, and love isn't the sublimation of sex. Trying to conquer me through sex is far from enough."
She blinked, as if looking at a little boy trying hard to prove himself.
"However, there are two ways for women to love: one is to love with their heart, and the other is to love with their bodies. Xia, which way do you prefer me to love you?"
Shirakawa Natsuya has already experienced so much, he's certainly not some naive little boy anymore.
He knew that Aunt Mafei was trying to trick him.
He even knew that Aunt Mafei knew he knew she was trying to trick him.
But the charm of mature women like Aunt Mafei lies in the fact that even though she knows everything and tells you clearly, you still want to get close to her.
"I think I can try to figure out what kind of man Aunt Mafei likes."
"Pfft." Ma Fei glanced at him sideways and laughed, "There are some cases where the police encounter many limitations when handling cases on their own. Can you help me?"
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, suddenly remembering that when she woke up on her aunt's lap, she was looking at her phone.
Then I thought about how I found out the truth about the Shota case.