NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8: Mrs. Katsura, I Want You to Try My Swordsmanship, Hehehe
"Master, please!"
Manami hugged Enzo's legs, her tone was a mix of half pleading and half seduction.
"Kotonoha has been in poor health since she was a child. As her mother, I am really worried. Please make an exception for the sake of my sincerity."
'If you're going to act pitiful, at least do it properly. What does it mean to attack my legs with your tits?'
Enzo thought, feeling his calves and feet enveloped by her ample breasts.
He slowly lowered his head.
"Mrs. Katsura, you are making it difficult for me to do this!"
'Son of a bitch! '
Manami cursed inwardly, noting the lust in his eyes and the slight insincerity in his voice.
'What a master! Just like all those other lecherous men, they're all the same!'
But even though she secretly despised Master Busujima's character in her heart, Manami's face was still filled with a sad and pleading smile.
"Master Busujima, please give me a chance!"
She opened her arms, pressing her breasts together with her hands, completely enveloping Enzo's feet with her soft flesh.
He didn't know how this woman's breasts grew so large, but Enzo felt as if his feet were enveloped in water, with soft sensations all around, similar to the top fish spa club, as if his feet had stepped into jelly. Inside, it was like two naughty tropical fish, one on the left and one on the right, were slowly pecking at the soles of his feet, making him feel both comfortable and ticklish.
But then suddenly, Enzo abruptly lifted his feet, breaking free from the embrace of Manami's breasts.
"M-Master?"
Manami's voice wavered, and her confidence shook a little. Her big breast massage was a unique skill that had never failed her before. It had helped her rise among her peers and become a strong, envied woman in the workplace.
After all, few could resist such ultimate visual and tactile pleasure: two breasts the size of basketballs wrapping around your feet while the beautiful MILF gazes at you with a charming, pleading look.
Her large breasts, the envy of many, are giving you a foot massage.
What a sight!
Manami, thinking so, opened her mouth to plead again, but before she could continue, Enzo suddenly extended his feet.
The big toes of his feet were slightly stretched forward and slipped into the gap between Manami's big breasts and her dress.
'Ho--'
And before Manami could react, the top flap of her dress was pulled open by his toes, and her breasts, too large for the dress to contain, suddenly popped out.
Two heavy breasts immediately spilled from the dress, their weight and size slamming into Enzo's feet.
"Mrs. Katsura, are you actually attacking me with your breasts?"
Enzo smiled and stretched out his toes to pinch the nipples that had popped out.
Manami's nipples, about half the size of an average person's thumb and slightly dark in color, would have seemed odd on any other woman. Although beautiful in hue, they appeared a bit too large.
Even Kotonoha, despite her arousal, had nipples that were only the size of small, broad beans. But for Manami, these nipples were just right. In fact, they seemed a bit small compared to her enormous breasts.
"I'm sorry, Master Busujima. My breasts attacked you without permission. I'm truly sorry," Manami apologized, her voice sweet and seductive.
As the saying goes, the advantage of an experienced woman is that if you just slap her butt, she immediately knows what position to change to. Manami, only slightly surprised, quickly adjusted with a smile on her face.
"So, Mrs. Katsura, what should I do about these two misbehaving breasts?"
Enzo asked teasingly, pinching her slightly raised nipples with his toes, his feet resting on her breasts.
"These breasts are really disobedient. May I suggest they serve as foot pads for you, Master Busujima?"
"Isn't such a pair of footpads too luxurious?" He mused and stepped on her breasts, which could be considered a gift from God.
"It's an honor for Manami to serve as your footrest, Master," Manami replied, raising her head and squeezing out a charming smile.
Enzo reached out and pinched Manami's chin, lifting her head as high as possible.
To be honest, this act of stepping on a woman's breasts while making her raise her head was something only possible with a woman as giant-breasted as Manami.
"Mrs. Katsura, my Busujima family has a secret sword technique that can only be performed with a woman, and I want you to try it with me."
"Thank you to Master Busujima for your kindness; I am very grateful."
Manami immediately understood his implication. She raised her hands and opened Enzo's training uniform.
Under the loose training clothes, there were nothing but two hairy legs and a proudly erect penis. When Manami visited for the second time, Enzo had already discarded any obstructive garments, like shorts.
After all, this woman was here to deliver herself, so why bother with any pretenses?
"A master is indeed a master, and the sword is exceptionally sharp and majestic!"
Manami stretched out her hands to hold his fully erect penis, flatteringly praising it.
This penis was much larger than anything she had encountered before. Even holding it with both hands, nearly half of it was still exposed.
Especially the exposed purple-black glans, which was about the size of an egg, exuded a strong, masculine aura.
Suddenly, Manami felt her body go limp, and a thick liquid flowed from her lower body.
As a mature and voluptuous woman, she was not averse to sex. Moreover, her husband was a complete jerk, and Manami had been lonely for a long time.
Although Manami had had in-depth "discussions" with several presidents to get promoted and attract business, all those men were in their 60s and 70s. Even if they were served by such a stunning woman, they would have to rely on drugs.
Getting hard and actually enjoying it was a joke.
After each business "discussion" with those guys, Manami felt unsatisfied and frustrated, like she was being held in suspense.
Now, seeing such a big cock before her, she instantly became wet.
"Why, Madam Katsura, aren't you ready to appreciate the swordsmanship of my Busujima family?" Enzo asked with a smile, noticing Manami's blushing face and her waist twisting unnaturally. He knew she was horny.
After all, since this woman was willing to use her body as a weapon, she was definitely not a chaste and loyal person. It was normal for her to get aroused when she saw his huge cock, powerful enough to be called the most deadly weapon in the world.
'Get ready, you bitch; you will soon become my personal slave, crying and screaming in pleasure while your pussy is being pounded mercilessly by my cock! Khe Khe Khe'
