Spider Mattress

From the clogged gap between the lips, saliva and semen mixed and overflowed.

Obviously resisting from the bottom of his heart to be played by two men at the same time, but Kamiya's mucous membranes were greedy for the men without authorization, and began to entangle with each other stickily.

Under the intense feeling of the body being ravaged from the inside, Kamiya's genitals stood up at some point, almost touching the navel, shaking violently with the insertion.

The center of the erection felt numb, and the nectar scattered from the front end dripped onto the sheet.

"This—ah, it's already...uh..."

Kiuchi, who was swinging his waist frantically, murmured as if he was talking in a dream, and pressed tightly on Kamiya's waist.

Some hot mucus was released, and Kamiya arched his back trembling.Every drop was shot into Kamiya's body, and after the end, Kiuchi still refused to pull out the connected parts, and the still hard genitals slowly moved again.

"No, don't, ah!"

Kamiya spat out Hisumi's penis and struggled feebly.

Kiuchi's waist was tightly entangled, pressing on Kamiya's buttocks that were trying to escape.

"Hey, Mr. Clerk, don't push yourself too hard..."

Kusumi stopped him resentfully, grasped both of Kamiya's arms, pulled his body at once, and slowly pulled out the wood embedded in it from the depths.

Supported by Kusumi's waist, Kamiya faced Kiuchi, knelt on the bed with a powerless body.Thick fluid overflowed from the uncloggable back hole, and flowed down the inside of the trembling legs, and the wet cock in the lower abdomen was still standing upright.

Hissumi pulled Kamiya's waist back.

Kamiya, who lost his balance, propped up Hisumi's knees, and opened his eyes wide.

The red and swollen inner wall was expanded again by the man's murder weapon.

Sitting on Kusumi with his back turned, heightened the feel of the action.

"...Uh, ah, ah!"

Kamiya's waist struggled weakly and sank deeply.In the end, the legs also lost their strength, relying on their own weight, they swallowed Jiuyu's penis.

The body was panting violently, and Kamiya could only lean on Kusumi's chest.

Kusumi's palms grasped the inner sides of Kamiya's legs that were flushed with red tide, and separated the trembling feet to the left and right.

Kiuchi's semen overflowed from between Kamiya's buttocks, wetted his legs, and just like that, he swallowed Kusumi's fierce genitals all the way to the root——Kiuchi asked Kiuchi to watch Kamiya's posture like this.

Feeling ashamed at the same time as the wonderful pleasure surged, Kamiya covered the joint where the two were joined with both hands.

"Whose property are you, let Mr. Clerk see and see!"

Kusumi roared with wild beast-like panting, grabbed both of Kamiya's wrists with one hand and pressed them to his chest.

The part that exposed the ugliness and shame was pushed in from below.

"Uh...uh, ah, ah..."

Under the collision again and again, the consciousness also became trance.

The swaying penis is wrapped in an impatient sweet impact.

"do not look……"

Kamiya begged vaguely, but Kiuchi's eyes were fixed on him and Kusumi's intercourse without blinking, and his lower abdomen remained fully responsive.

Under Jiusumi's rhythm, Kamiya's breathing also began to become rapid.The liquid released by Kiuchi made an ambiguous sound of water under friction, and foam overflowed from the combined parts.

"Kusumi—don't...uh..."

"What do you hate? There's a gurgling sound over here, eating me..."

"No, uh... ah! Uh, um, um..."

Obviously Hissumi forced Kamiya to accept Kiuchi, but his actions were as fierce as punishing Kamiya who had been hugged by another man.

Not only the physical body, but also the relationship between oneself and the cherished people has been ravaged and robbed.

Although the body and mind should be immersed in pain, but being hugged by Jiuyu's strong arms and breathing his body odor quickly, the ripe lust has occupied every nerve in the body.

A voice dyed in bright colors leaked from the vocal cords.

In keeping with the rhythm of the rough man, his waist twisted lewdly.

The mucous membrane undulates violently, leading the man inside to a deeper pleasure.

In such a Kamiya, the genitals are also getting more and more high.

"Hey, Mr. Kamiya, which one feels better, me or Mr. Clerk?"

Kusumi suddenly stopped all movements and asked Kamiya.

Rubbing the man's strong chest with his sweaty back, Kamiya made an unspoken act.

"I'll let you cum after you answer it, tell me quickly..."

Ruthless words flicked the ears.

The passionate erection seemed to be weeping, and the painful tip was twitching.The mind also seems to have become strange.

"...for a long time...in the corner..."

Kamiya closed his eyes and muttered.

"I can't hear you..."

It is imperative.

"——Kusumi, Kusumi, it's better...and..."

Kamiya replied with a hoarse voice, moving his waist awkwardly.

"You're so cute, you..."

Whispering praise in his ear, Kusumi finally wrapped his hot palm around Kamiya's genitals.

Being twirled and rubbed against his genitals, Kamiya was continuously attacked by the pleasure gathered in his body.The intense pleasure of curling up in a state of panic tightly entangled Kamiya's waist.

The sight that lost focus was shaking in the air in a daze, and he frowned.The red and swollen lips parted silently.

Kamiya's toes slid on the bed sheet, and the small hole at the front end with the momentum of collapse, finally fulfilled his wish.

The cloudy liquid droplets scattered and landed on Kiuchi's legs.

"Uh... Kamiya..."

Under the friction of the convulsed inner wall, Hisumi's genitals also erupted immediately.

While ejaculating, Hisumi forcibly turned Kamiya's head around and gnawed at his lips.

Then whispered with those covered lips.

"It's mine... everything, it's all mine..."

The cursing words, sweet whispers—like pleas.

"The people at Yashishima Security Company are very nice. The president, Mr. Yashishima, feels very generous. Orihara-kun, who occasionally visits, is from Osaka. I'm so happy. Hanako's favorite is Mr. Yamane. Regardless of age or appearance, he is just like his brother. Very similar."

The lively voice of my sister came from the other end of the phone.

Almost two months after being coerced by the Ghana group, the murder of Asakura came to an end with members of the Ghana group being prosecuted as suspects.But because the incident has not been finally resolved, Yashishima Security Service Company still continues to act as the security guard for Kamiya's house.

My younger sister, Huacai, is still a female high school student, so she needs to pay special attention to safety, thanks to this security company associated with the Qiliu group.

... Kamiya, who lacks affection for his family, has been stuck in this thought since he was adolescence. After this incident, he realized that he would still worry about his parents and younger sister in critical moments.

What is the sense of family incompleteness that is completely consumed by work and cases now?It turned out to be something meaningless, right?

Or, after 18 years, has my heart recovered from its broken state inadvertently?

If this is the case, then as a human being, I may be unexpectedly strong.

"Also, Mr. Yamane... Brother, are you listening?"

Kamiya could imagine his younger sister puffing up her round face in grievance.

"Ah, I'm listening."

Make smooth sounds as naturally as possible.

"Really? I didn't—! What? Mom...I haven't finished talking yet. I know, ah, brother, my mother is arguing to talk to you. Now, come back once in a while, Huacai really wants to see brother ..."

Until now, Kamiya still doesn't understand why her younger sister always loves to act like a baby to herself.

She is trying hard not to let herself become an "outsider".

Why can't I even understand such a simple thing.It seems that the eyes are covered, unable to see through the truth, completely dominated by self-consciousness.

As a result, I couldn't even face up to my family.

"I'll be back next month."

"Well! Then change the mother to talk to you."

Mother urged Huacai to take a shower quickly, and then said to the phone.

"Yeji, are you still so busy at work? How are you?"

"I'm fine, don't worry so much, I'm already an adult."

"Even if I say that, I'm still worried, because you used to hold back when you were in poor health, and you already had a fever when you found out. Isn't there always such a thing?"

Kamiya thought of the old self who regarded his family as an enemy and always put on a posture of refusing to show weakness.

"...There is such a thing..."

After a moment of silence, the mother asked tentatively.

"This year... the anniversary of your father's death, what are you going to do?"

The once-a-year secret agreement has nothing to do with "outsiders", only a mother and son who are connected by blood.Kamiya looked at the calendar on the wall.This year, February [-]th falls on a Thursday.

"We can't do it on weekdays. I'll make time to go there that weekend."

"...Is that so. Then my mother went there on the day of her death."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Kamiya looked at the calendar again.

The biological father who is connected with his blood has been dead for 18 years.

Hissumi took out the cigarette case from the drawer and held it tightly as if about to crush it, and the documents were scattered on the table.

Seeing Hissumi like this, Hotta, who was sitting on the secretary's seat at the other end of the vice president's room, frowned.

"Mr. Hissumi, you smoke too much."

"is it?"

"Yes, this is already the second box today, and recently you have smoked more than three boxes every day."

"Don't count so clearly, it's long-winded."

Frowning between his brows, Jiuyu lit a cigarette, familiar