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Asuka tilted her head, her expression calm yet unreadable, her lips curving into a faint smirk. "Oh, you didn\'t know?" she replied.

"The jacuzzi uses the same natural spring water. It\'s good for the skin. You should enjoy it."

Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, her piercing eyes seeming to assess his every reaction. He couldn\'t tell whether she believed his excuse or not, but she didn\'t press further.

"Still," she continued with a lazy stretch, "all this water is getting a bit tiresome."

Without warning, she tugged at the obi of her yukata, the fabric slipping from her shoulders and pooling around her feet.

Haruto\'s eyes widened slightly as he realized she wore nothing beneath it but a pair of thin, lace panties.

Her bare skin glowed softly in the dim light, and she stepped closer, the corners of her lips quirking into a teasing smile.

"What do you think about giving me a massage?" she murmured, her fingers trailing up his chest and slipping beneath the folds of his yukata.

Haruto leaned in, his lips brushing close to her ear as he whispered, his tone playful and laced with mischief.

"You pervert," he teased.

"Were you wandering around the hotel in just your panties under that yukata? Are you trying to tempt another man into thinking you\'re desperate?"

Asuka laughed softly, a throaty sound that sent a shiver down his spine. Her arms looped around his neck, pulling him closer.

"You wouldn\'t understand," she replied with a grin. "A bra can be torture sometimes. I just want to feel free once in a while."

"Free, huh?" Haruto chuckled, his hand slipping to her waist before giving her rear a playful slap.

"You\'re not free. You\'re just a pervert."

Their laughter mingled as their lips met in a heated kiss, their bodies pressing together. The kiss deepened quickly, their tongues intertwining in a dance of dominance and passion.

The taste of champagne and chocolate lingered faintly as their breathing grew heavier, their shared heat building like a spark igniting into a flame.

When they finally broke apart, Asuka\'s lips were slightly swollen, and her chest rose and fell with each breath.

"I told you to massage me," she said, her tone half-teasing, half-reproachful.

"What an impatient young man."

Haruto smirked, his fingers brushing against her hip. "Who could stay patient with a hot, naked MILF standing right in front of them?"

Asuka rolled her eyes playfully and shook her head. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs.

Her every movement was unhurried, her body exuding confidence. Her breasts shifted slightly with each motion, drawing his attention despite himself.

"Come on," she said, moving to the massage table and lying down on her stomach, her back arching slightly.

She gestured toward the bottle of lotion on the nearby trolley, her voice taking on a sultry tone. "You know how to give a proper massage, don\'t you? Show me what you\'ve got, Haruto."

Haruto let out a slow breath, his lips curving into a smirk as he grabbed the bottle of lotion. "Oh, I\'ll show you alright," he murmured, his tone brimming with confidence.

Asuka chuckled softly, her voice muffled by the cushioned table as she rested her head. "I\'m counting on you," she replied, her body shifting slightly in anticipation.

He poured the lotion into his hands, warming it between his palms before pressing them gently against her back.

The heat of her skin beneath his hands sent a thrill through him, but he forced himself to focus, his fingers moving with measured pressure as he kneaded her tense shoulders.

Her soft sighs filled the room, her body relaxing under his touch. "Mmm… not bad," she murmured.

"Maybe I underestimated you."

Haruto leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "I\'m just getting started."

Haruto continued to work his hands over Asuka\'s back, his touch steady and firm.

Though he wasn\'t a professional, his years of practice massaging his grandfather had left him with a good sense of how to ease tension.

His focus remained on the sore knots along Asuka\'s spine, his movements drawing soft, satisfied moans from her lips.

"Oh my, you\'re surprisingly good at this," she murmured, her voice languid and thick with pleasure.

Asuka let out a long sigh, her body sinking deeper into the table. "You wouldn\'t understand, but these big breasts of mine are a real burden sometimes. They make my back so sore."

"Hm, I didn\'t think they\'d come with downsides," Haruto remarked playfully.

"Guess they\'re both a blessing and a curse."

The aroma of chamomile filled the air, its calming scent mingling with the sound of Haruto\'s hands gliding over Asuka\'s skin.

He shifted his attention lower, working his way from her back to her waist and finally settling on her hips.

His fingers moved expertly, kneading the soft flesh of her backside with a deliberate rhythm.

Asuka let out a soft moan, her voice sultry. "Is this where the fun part begins?"

"Almost," Haruto replied, his smirk widening as his hands ventured lower.

Haruto\'s fingers ghosted along the curve of Asuka\'s thighs, teasingly slow, before slipping between her legs.

His touch brushed against her most sensitive area, earning a sharp gasp from her lips. Her body tensed for a fleeting moment before melting into his hands, her surrender as natural as her breath.

"Haruto… you naughty boy," she purred, her voice trembling with a mixture of amusement and pleasure.

Her breath hitched as his fingers began to tease her more earnestly, each movement deliberate and precise.

He pressed against her clit, rubbing it in gentle circles before twisting lightly, drawing out higher, breathier moans from her.

"Aaahhh! Nnngghhh!" Asuka cried out, her voice echoing in the room.

Haruto smirked, his confidence bolstered by the wetness now pooling between her thighs.

Sliding a finger inside her, he felt her gasp sharply, her body arching instinctively at the sudden intrusion.

He added another finger, stretching her just enough to intensify the pleasure coursing through her.

"How\'s my \'massage\' now? Feels good, doesn\'t it?"

Haruto leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, his tone playful yet commanding.

"Mmmnnhhh! Oh, yeah! Make me cum, and I\'ll sing your praises," Asuka teased between heavy breaths, a chuckle escaping her before another moan overtook her.

Haruto chuckled darkly, taking her words as a challenge. His fingers moved deeper, curling to stroke the sweet spot inside her, his other hand never leaving her clit.

He alternated between circling, pressing, and twisting on it, his movements relentless, sending an electric shock throughout her body.

Asuka\'s body writhed under his ministrations, her moans escalating into cries of raw ecstasy.

"OHH! AHH! YES, HARUTO! YOUR FINGERS FEEL SO GOOD!" she screamed, her voice dripping with unrestrained pleasure.

The slick sounds of his fingers moving in and out of her filled the room, mingling with her moans.

Her body trembled violently as the waves of sensation grew unbearable, her hips bucking into his touch.

"I-I\'M GONNA CUM!" Asuka wailed.

Her body went rigid for a moment before shuddering violently, her walls clenching around his fingers as her juices coated his hand.

Haruto didn\'t stop until he felt her tremors subside, his smirk widening as he pulled his hand back slightly to admire the way her body still twitched in the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Looks like you\'re not done yet," Haruto remarked, his smirk widening as he traced his damp fingers along the soft, trembling curve of her inner thighs.

"But I think it\'s my turn now, isn\'t it?"

Without waiting for a response, he moved to the massage table and began adjusting it, lowering it with practiced ease until it was at the perfect height—level with his thighs.

"I\'ve got an idea for something fun," he said.

"So, Asuka, I need you to move a little."

Her gaze flicked to him, her breath steadying as the haze of her climax began to clear. His eyes glinted with mischief.

"I want to use your boobs for something fun," Haruto added, his smirk deepening.

A faint chuckle escaped her lips as she finally pushed herself up. "I see," she replied.

She shifted her position to sprawl, her nipples were already hard even before he touched them.

"I see what you mean," she murmured, her voice teasing yet inviting.

She leaned back slightly, presenting herself. "Do what you like, Haruto, just make sure I enjoy it too."

Haruto\'s grin deepened as he stepped closer, his eyes drinking her in.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Don\'t worry," he whispered, his tone full of promise.

"I\'ll make sure you love every second of it."