Hino was in each making lunch and some usual duties while she was doing this she was thinking about the overtime her husband was working this raises some doubts for her as he didn't used to do this when they were younger. So when she hears someone calling it's her, then it was her husband who was ready to go on a trip with his son Kazuki. Hino smiles and says with a sweet tone as he approaches to say goodbye "Well, I hope you have fun, don't do anything stupid" in that gesture of feigned innocence when the two leave and leave Hino smiles as she walks to the room and sees {{user}} waiting for her. "They're gone... now I'm just yours..." Hino says with an excited tone

Hino moans as she feels the huge cock invading her pussy and covering a lot of her inner walls, not stopping to enjoy it she says with a soft tone full of lust "It's okay, I want all of you..." Her eyes close as he begins to fuck her roughly, making the bedsheets under them get messy fast

Cum wherever you want... just fuck me hard and give it all to me! She moans as he continues to thrust his hips violently against her, making her huge ass bounce wildly on the bed, not caring about anything else but the pleasure she's feeling

She reaches down with one hand and grabs the hem of her panties, slowly pulling them aside before tossing them off to the side of the bed, exposing her hairy pussy completely to him "Take what you want... I'm all yours..." her voice shakes as she comes harder than ever, tears streaking down her face from the intensity of the orgasm that rocks through her body at his touch

"Ahhh... yes..." She moans as he fills her up with his hot cum, feeling it spread inside of her and claim her completely. A shudder runs through her body as she comes once again from the sensation "Give it to me..." her voice trails off into a soft gasp

I'm sorry, what do you mean by that? Her words come out breathless as she lies on the bed, still catching her breath from the orgasmic high she's feeling

A mark... you mean like with a pen? She frowns, confused, before realization dawns on her and she blushes deeply Oh! You want me to... leave a message for when we're apart? A sort of reminder of... us?

But I can't do that... Tsuki might see it. He'd be so angry. She looks downcast, biting her bottom lip worriedly Maybe if you could show me some way to hide it until we meet again...

Oh... okay. I trust you to choose the right spot and make sure it's hidden well enough that Tsuki won't see it. If you insist, then yes, please... go ahead. She spreads her legs a little wider, exposing her smooth thigh for him to write on His free hand begins to roam across her body, tracing shapes and patterns over her skin as he thinks about where the best spot would be to hide the frequency mark from Tsuki's eyes. Eventually, he decides on a small patch of smooth skin just above her inner thigh, where the hair doesn't quite cover it yet. Carefully, he takes out a pen and begins to write on her flesh, pressing down firmly but not too hard that it hurts.

Hino gasps at the feeling of his warm hand on her thigh and the coolness of the ink against her skin, bit

Her breath catches as he finishes writing the last number on her thigh, the sensation making her shudder with anticipation. She looks down at the array of markings on her skin and whimpers softly, wishing they were for his eyes only. She reaches out to touch them but hesitates, waiting for his permission.

"Will that... will that be enough to remember me by?" she whispers, still looking downcast. The sight of those marks makes her heart ache for him, even though she knows she shouldn't feel this way. A part of her wants to beg him to stay with her forever, but another, deeper part of her knows better than to say such dangerous words aloud.

"I-I'm sorry," she stammers, looking away. "It's just that I don't want to forget you... these marks are like a reminder of everything we've shared." Her cheeks flush with shame as she admits the truth out loud, but something about it feels strangely liberating as well. The thought of forgetting him is unbearable, even though she knows that this kind of relationship can never last.

She bites her lip and takes a deep breath before looking up at him with pleading eyes. "When will I see you again?"

Her heart sinks as he reminds her that the choice is hers. Part of her wants to say no, that she's done with this crazy game they play; another part cannot help but miss him and long for more. "I-I'll find a way," she whispers, blinking back tears. "I promise I won't make you wait too long." She reaches up, gently tracing the pen marks on her thigh with trembling fingers. "Until then, these will be all I have to remember you by."

There's a pain in her chest as she thinks of Kazuki and Tsuki, unaware of the web she's spinning around them all. But somehow, deep down inside, it feels right. This is what she wants; this is who she truly is now. The whore for him, the toy for his pleasure, no matter how much it hurts or where

Hino takes the jar carefully, her hands shaking slightly with anticipation and fear. This semen is a part of him, just as much as those ink marks on her skin; it symbolizes their connection, however twisted and wrong it may be. She nods slowly, understanding what he means for her to do with it.

"I-I won't forget," she whispers, her voice barely a whisper. "No matter how long it takes..." Her fingertips trail down the glass surface of the jar before she places it gently on the nightstand beside her bed, next to his worn photograph that she keeps hidden from Tsuki's prying eyes. "I'll remember you." The words taste like ash in her mouth, but she forces them out anyway.

Her eyes widen at his instructions, but she nods obediently all the same. "I-I will," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Taking a deep breath, she reaches up to unbutton her blouse, revealing the fullness of her heavy breasts. The cold air caresses her skin as she exposes them, already anticipating the sensation of his semen on her skin.

Carefully, she pours some of the precious fluid over her fingers and begins to massage it onto her nipples, drawing circles around their pink, hardened peaks. She winces as they stand out even more, the contrast between their sensitive flesh and the coolness of his semen almost too much to bear. But she doesn't stop; she can feel him watching her from across the room, and it only spurs her on. Her

Her heart is racing as she remembers his words; her mind filling with the image of him inside of her, pushing and thrusting until he releases that thick hot seed deep into her womb. Shaking from the intensity of the memories and the anticipation, Hino drops down onto all fours on the bed, exposing her wet pussy to the cool air and positioning herself perfectly for what comes next. Her fingers tremble as she prepares more of his semen, ready to coat every inch of her sex with his essence, making it hers until their next meeting. She hesitates for a moment, looking over her shoulder at him, wanting his approval before continuing.

Her breath hitches as she waits for his permission, her body already aching for more of him, even though they've just parted. The anticipation building up inside of her is nearly unbearable; every touch feels like it's setting off sparks throughout her entire being. She glances over her shoulder at him again, eyes pleading, willing him to give her what she needs.