Five minutes later, Auntie Yayoi and I left their bathroom together. Using the towel she prepared for me, we dried each other up in silence. While she couldn’t form words to say to me, I was carefully weighing in the words that I should say.
What happened inside that bathroom was still fresh in our minds. We crossed the last line inside that tub. Even though it was brief and we actually didn’t move that much before climaxing at the same time, I remained inside her for the duration of our stay there. Even at this moment, I could feel her depths throbbing around my shaft as she squeezed every last bit of my cum.
We successfully affirmed each other’s feelings and accepted each other but there are still things to be done.
I mean, there’s not enough time anymore. Before I leave them today, I vowed to settle this situation properly in a way that the mother and daughter’s relationship wouldn’t turn awkward.