In the middle of December, temperatures became even colder.
The wind passes well on the rooftops, so I feel chilly even when wearing my coat.
The deep moon looked up at the sky as it dried the laundry onto the rope stretched between the machines. It was clear with no clouds. The laundry will also dry by evening.
Yusuke disappeared from the supermarket, and today is the fourth day.
He said he would be back in about three days, so I had dinner ready and waited yesterday, but Yusuke didn't show up.
I wonder if something happened along the way, and the late moon makes me anxious.
(... you're okay)
I've had a few days to vacate the supermarket. This time too, you'll show up one of these days.
In a restless mood, the late moon left the drying ground.
Near the stairs to the indoors, a cylindrical smoker made of stainless steel stands up slightly white smoke. Look at the thermometer supplied and make sure the interior is kept around 30°C.
Prolonged smoking at low temperatures allows moisture to fly well and is therefore suitable for storing food. Smoker can also be made with cardboard, as long as you watch out for extended baking with the mechanism of smokewood in the lower section smoking out and smoking food placed in the upper net. When smoking in bulk, you may make your own.
This time, he was making sausages and cheese smoking that did not require prior liquid marination. If I could get the hang of adjusting the temperature, I would have tried something else.
This job has been thrown round by Yusuke, so I can only try and err while looking at the material myself. There are other tasks that could be said. Anyway, trying to do what was entrusted to me, the deep moon strained down.
After all the work I kept on the list was done, and in the evening, even after I picked up the laundry, Yusuke didn't show up.
"Going home, is it tomorrow..."
The deep moon blurs as you walk between the display shelves.
One hand has his own notebook, where he lists the tools he needs to work in the mountains. Seeing it, Deep Moon put the goods in the basket.
Second, a tenant in women's clothing caught my eye.
……
Late moon got a little lost before putting the basket on the floor. Keep the notebook in it, too.
Walk slowly through the line of autumn and winter clothes.
If it's there, you're free to take it and wear it. The late moon was just a little excited.
"Oh, this is cute..."
I don't usually do that for work, but I prefer skirts for fashion in the late moon.
Air conditioning is also on upstairs, but it's a little chilly in the skirt. Take thick tights for cold protection from the corner of the leggings and try them on in the fitting room.
Then I wore it around looking in the mirror, even a knee-length check skirt, a loose flared skirt, or a frilly one I wouldn't normally wear.
I found a blue blazer in the corner of the corner after taking one or even pulling back, such as a piece of A-line or a tunic with lace. I'll take it at random.
"I miss you..."
I wove feathers on my shirt and even wore a tie, it was like a uniform. Only for a moment, I feel like I'm back in time.
…………
Deep Moon mirrored its nostalgic appearance, but after a while, he noticed the footsteps echoing from behind.
When I waved, there was a look of Yusuke in the distance. They came down from the top in the elevator. I'm coming closer to you.
"Mr. Takemura!
Yusuke gently raises his hand to the voice of the deep moon.
"Oops. It's late."
"Welcome home! Were you okay?
"Uh, nothing wrong with that. I generally got what I wanted. It's in the car downstairs."
Saying, Deep Moon noticed Yusuke's cloudy expression.
"... Something bothering you?
"There's less zombies out there."
"Huh?"
"I'm not losing count. Looks like he's diving indoors or underground."
"That's what..."
"It's convenient to go to the mountains. With a little less, even you guys are going to be able to travel safely."
With that said, Yusuke's expression doesn't clear. There seemed to be some concern, but I never spoke of it.
As Yusuke waves obsession,
"Ma, I'll stay here while there's electricity. I don't need to rush. How's that?
"Eh, everything I was told is over. And I'm self-sufficient in the mountains, but I put it together in my notebook."
Take the notebook from the basket, open the page with the sticky note, and hand it to Yusuke.
Deep Moon began talking to Yusuke, who looked intrigued and searched the notebook in his hand.
"I can't have a vinyl house. But it just seems different to cover Watsuko with something. Cold resistant leaves, if conditions are good, may germinate during the winter months as well. Others have to wait until March, but if it's mountainous soil, we could grow all sorts of crops naturally. Chemical fertilizers, deworming, and weeding don't seem like even a must if you don't care about the shape of the crop. I've just read a lot of books, but dirt bullying sounds so funny."
Listening to the late moon, Yusuke turns his notes flat.
From the time of sowing each crop, the time to harvest, the nature of the soil required and how to examine it from the type of weed, how to prepare the soil by compost, to how to make that compost, Yusuke's contents of the farming materials were easily summarized with an illustration of the colour pen.
Potatoes and some crops have also been picked up as less difficult and ready to harvest. As a further source of information, even the number of pages in each dossier was written.
Reading them flush, Yusuke said softly after being silent for a while.
"... you, maybe you're smart?
"Huh? Come on...... I don't know..."
"How was school grades?"
"Uh..."
Just say it a little bit,
"For once, I was within five on the test."
"In class?
"In the school year......"
…………
Yusuke becomes silent.
"... I've never been up from the middle."
"Oh, really?"
"This also feels like a smart guy's notebook, seriously"
"Uh... excuse me"
"? Why are you apologizing? It's easy to understand, and I think I should let you do the head job."
Praised by Yusuke, the deep moon even lowered its cheeks, which seemed to loosen. I was much happier for some reason than when I did good grades.
Looking through the first street, Yusuke closed his notes and stared at the deep moon.
"So... what's that outfit?
Move your gaze from top to bottom and observe the late-moon outfit.
In addition, Yusuke's eyes pour still on her lips with a thin pink gloss.
The deep moon turned a blind eye at first.
"The... the job I was told about, it's all done, so I'm going to change my mood a little bit... Excuse me."
"No, not at all."
Yusuke cuts his words and slowly turns around behind the deep moon. As the deep moon anxiously pursued him with his gaze, he was suddenly held from behind.
"Do you want to keep it on?"
"Huh?"
He was taken to the fitting room, understood the meaning of the words, and the late moon said hastily.
"Ah... what... you smell like soap. What's the matter, sir?
"Uh, I've been showering at home"
"... is this Takemura-san's house?
"Ooh."
"Nice! I can't take a bath here."
"You had a big plastic bag for packing. Why don't you stick that on a cardboard box and put some water in the hot water room and we'll take a bath? If you make it on the trolley, you can flush it in the bathroom or something."
"Oh well. Right! I'll try again"
"... you're so smart, you're out of it."
"Excuse me......"
"... I mean, aren't you trying to talk me out of it"
The late moon was in a hurry as she rubbed her chest behind her shirt.
"Um... at night, at night! Here, a little..."
"You have no right to veto. Foot open."
Whispered in my ear, my hips are about to crumble.
The deep moon trembled, slowly opening his legs under his skirt, wrapped in tights.
Yusuke has already held me many times, but this was the first time that I had kept my clothes on. I'm not even ready for my heart. In fierce shame, my face turns bright red.
"Take it off top, put your hands on the mirror"
Take off the blazer as you are told, in a single shirt, put your hands in the mirror. She dressed like Yusuke sticking her hips out, and felt her cheeks lit up even more.
My hands came into my skirt, and the deep moon trembled. The tights fall down to the thick crotch, revealing white glutes. Every pair of lace shorts is even caressed slowly.
"Huh...!
My fingers gently glanced through the entrance over the shorts, and the deep moon faintly leaked his voice.
In the mirror on the front, hidden in a dripping skirt, you can't see what's going on underneath it. However, the underwear of the late moon was starting to get wet. When I thought they were looking at it eloquently, I wanted to escape to shame.
They mess with the entrance to the underwear. When stretched fingers stroked the sensitive part of the protrusion and touched him to stretch one by one, the deep moon made it difficult to contain his voice. Your breath gets rough and you lose strength in your arms. There in the shorts contained moisture, and when touched, there was a creaking, sticky sound.
Eventually, I try to catch it with my fingers and my underwear slowly drips down.
(Ah... ah...)
I imagined such a sight, like a nasty thread pulling between me and my underwear.
From behind, you can hear the chatter and the belt off, and the hard, hot stuff presses against your buttocks. So the late moon returned to me,
"Oh, um... rubber... not now..."
"You put it on because there is one."
…………
After being handed a individually packaged condom, the late moon fell on the way.
It is held from behind.
In such a way that Yusuke's stiff things were pinched in his groin, the deep moon clawed ahead. The rigidity of the floating Yusuke of the blood vessels asserts himself as he pushes up the entrance to the loose deep moon. Through the mirror, it took the form of a direct view of its obscene sight, and the deep moon turned red in its face.
"Ah... er..."
"He said he could just open it and cover it. Try it."
"Yes..."
Break the packaging with a trembling hand and, as taught, hold it in your hand by clogging the semen accumulation at the tip. Roughly cover Yusuke's between the crotches. From the tip to the roots, when stretched tightly, things pulsed frighteningly in his hands.
"Okay. Well done. I'm gonna borrow your ass."
"Damn, that's the way to put it......!
Ignoring the voice of protest, Yusuke gently pushes down the body of the deep moon. Deep Moon put his hands on the mirror, shaped to poke his hips out again.
To the hunch of the insertion, the heart of the deep moon rang in pain.
A bumpy man's hand grabs the lower back of the deep moon. Signs of ravage are slowly approaching.
Wet in the deep moon. There, something hard broke in.
There was no pain.
I embraced what would come in a long time, to the back of my body, and the deep moon frowned. The deep moon was puzzled by the feeling of exhaling roughly but spreading from within.
(That... why...?
Full extraction begins. Pan, pan, and Yusuke's hips are slapped on the soft ass of the late moon.
Every time I get rubbed back and forth inside, I feel itchy, crawling up from my hips. It was almost indelible, making me expect the pleasure ahead.
(Today, come on... come on...!
While I'm being poked around in my head, I'm getting confused. Reason dissolves, as the pink one did.
Yusuke's finger gently placed on his mouth, the late moon is obsessed and includes it in his mouth.
Yusuke didn't try to force her to kiss me or force me to kiss me on the late moon. Only the lips, perhaps, respect the last resistance of the deep moon. That makes me feel like I'm serving in the back of my mind. He tangles his tongue and licks each and every joint of his fingers. As if it were a male root, breaking open the lips of the deep moon and entering it, the deep moon took it with its tongue as it welcomed in.
The mirror revealed who he was and who he was being offended before and behind, drooling.
(No, it seems... it is. Me, nasty......)
I once dreamed, no more romantic fantasies. Such a fantasy of someone you like and slowly ripping your feelings off, growing up with each other and eventually being tied together.
Not love, not love. It was such a mating, like a wounded wildlife licking each other's wounds in the back of a cave.
(Ahhh... ahh!
The itching turns into a paralyzing pleasure, growing larger and larger in the back of the fetus without escaping from the body. It was a feeling I had never experienced before.
While I was shaking my mind, the quality of my comfort gradually changed. The deep moon was frightened by the feeling of pleasure ahead of the wall.
"Ko... I'm scared... Takemura-san, this, I'm scared...!
Yusuke moved to that impatient cry. A hard core is pulled out of your body, making you feel flat and empty. Shortly after the deep moon raised its voice, it was pushed down to the floor of the fitting room and rolled over on its back.
Yusuke came from above, and Deep Moon held his hands around him. Without realizing that it was impossible, the crotch of the deep moon opens wide to welcome males. Something stiff was inserted after a long time in order to respond to the snake. The sense of sufficiency that had been lost and the burning pleasure returns again.
(Ah... abs, callous...)
With a swinging thought, Deep Moon crawled his hands on Yusuke's body and felt the dependability of its flesh. The hardness of the muscles beneath the clothes paralyzes the brain of the deep moon.
(It's... amazing...)
The body of the deep moon rocks as you can hit your hips. The comfort voltage keeps rising and the thoughts melt. Loneliness, bitterness, anxiety and pain all disappear, turning a girl named Deep Moon into a woman drowning in pleasure.
Unexpectedly, I crossed the wall.
"Ahhh... ahhh!
As he connected his body trying to rise, Deep Moon put his hands around Yusuke's back, clinging desperately. Push your lower body around Yusuke's waist like a crouch. The feeling that a man's hard stuff compresses the back of the fetus. Even the faint pain turns into pleasure, pushing up the deep moon all at once.
At that time, the late moon felt the male's pride in his body. He hugs me so hard, he punches me like an egg. Its body tenses much harder and pulses frighteningly to exhale its sperm in the back of the deep moon.
I felt Yusuke reach in my body, I felt an instinctive sense of happiness about it, and the consciousness of the deep moon could play white with the wave of pleasure covering my whole body reaching its peak.