The yacht is sailing on the vast sea, and the waves at the stern are like white long skirts, quite elegant.

After dinner, the two wives and Rin Kiyono went to take a nap.

Toru Watanabe was responsible for watching the boat. Miki Kyujo slept in the afternoon and stayed on the second floor.

There is automatic sailing, and there is nothing to do when watching a boat.

"Do you play with the ghost cards?" Watanabe Tor took a deck of poker.

"good."

The two took off their shoes and sat cross-legged on the wide luxurious sofa.

Divide the cards into three parts.

"Who is first..." Before Watanabe Toru finished speaking, Mihiko Kujo had already reached out.

Torute Watanabe handed over the card, Miki Kyujo drew a red three, and then threw out a pair of red threes.

It was Shiro Watanabe's turn, he drew a black K from Miki Kujo, and there was no black K in his hand.

Miki Kyujo draws cards, black A, she doesn't have black A.

It's Watanabe Toru's turn again...

While playing, Miki Kyujo lay down and rested her head on Toru Watanabe's leg.

She waved her hand, and Toru Watanabe handed over the card, drew a red six, and threw a pair of red sixes on her belly.

Tsuku Watanabe looked down at her, pulled a black Friday out of her hand, and threw a pair of black Fridays on her stomach.

When it was Miki Kujo's turn, she grabbed Tsuku Watanabe's wrist and pulled it down. She looked at the card and chose a red two, throwing out a pair of red two.

"I didn't peek at your card."

“What are you looking at there?”

"Your breasts."

"Yes." Miki Kyujo grabbed Watanabe Tsubaki's wrist again and watched as he chose a card.

"Don't want to play?" Shiro Watanabe asked her softly.

When there are only two people, the voice will always subconsciously lighten.

"Bored." Miki Kyujo said lazily.

Watanabe Tsubaki took away the cards from her hands and belly, and put them aside with the ones in her hands.

He helped Miki Nijo up and let her sit on his legs.

"Actually, you want to do this, right?" Toru Watanabe said with a low smile on his face.

"You guess." Miki Kujo put her hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes with a smile.

"No matter whether you want it or not, I think about it." Shiro Watanabe stuck out his tongue.

Miki Kyujo looked contemptuous, wrapped her hands around his neck, and handed them to the tip of her tongue like an alms.

At first, it was just the tip of the tongue. At some point, it was hard to tell who was going forward first, and the two of them had their lips intertwined.

Watanabe Takashi gently stroked Kyujo Miki's back with both hands.

Curve of hips, slender waist, and straps of underwear.

"Satisfied." Watanabe Tsukura hugged her waist tightly, buried her face in her arms, "Kiss them again, they..."

Miki Kyujo pushed away Toru Watanabe's face and whispered in her undulating voice:

"continue."

She kissed her.

The world is bright, and you can't see the coastline in the distance.

As far as you see, the sea water extends to the end of your sight.

The yacht rides the wind and waves, and it feels like staying in place, hearing the sound of a distant whistle.

The two of them kissed each other for a long time in such a scene.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun finally subsided, and the five people were about to stop the boat and swim.

The plot of applying sunscreen in the anime... does not appear.

When they come out of the bedroom, everything they should be wiped out is done.

but......

Mrs. Jiujo has a black bikini, plump and firm breasts, and her skin is full of shiny;

Mrs. Kiyono's yellow ruffle swimsuit, delicate and tight skin, slender legs, and a transparent lifebuoy, like a girl on a magazine cover of a tropical beach.

"How is it?" The two wives stood together.

"Hmm, it's very suitable." Watanabe Tsuku had to admit that he really looked at him a lot, and then he stubbornly looked away.

The scene in front of you may only be completely ignored if you are not a human being.

Even girls will stare at them enviously for a long time.

Beautiful legs, neck, collarbone, bare limbs, plump breasts, tight and fair skin, beautiful belly button, and here and there...

"I didn't expect you to be interested in women over thirty." Miki Kyujo walked up from the first floor.

White swimsuit, with ruffles on both chest and lower body.

"I chose it." Mrs. Kiyono walked over and hugged Miki Kyujo's arm, "Is it good-looking, Watanabe?"

Shiro Watanabe swept across the ruffle at the hem of her shaking skirt, his eyes moved up the seductive mermaid line, and his plump and bulging chest under the ruffle.

"Miki, you can actually take the pure route." said Toru Watanabe.

Miki Kyujo gave him a blank look.

"That's all?" asked Mrs. Kiyono.

"It will be good tonight...well." It's not because of words, but suddenly I noticed that the two of them actually had the same ruffle swimsuits.

Twist the thin waist exposed to the air, and the ruffles float together

Mrs. Kiyono, Miki Kyujo, stood up together...there was a kind of shock to something else.

He looked away.

Then, Rin Kiyono appeared in front of him.

"Is this the beach towel last time?" Shiro Watanabe quickly glanced at the legs that were looming under the beach towel.

“The same color.”

"No matter how you look at it, it was the one last time." He pretended to study the beach towel and continued to look at his legs.

The hateful beach towel, move it a little more!

No, wait.

Maybe it is precisely because of the beach towels that it is more attractive.

‘Ah! It seems like I’m picking up all of a sudden! I’ve seen enough at once!’

"The stripes are different." Kiyono Rin spread her legs slightly, as if she was planning to unfold the beach towel.

But halfway through, he stopped moving again, and his calf, which was about to be exposed, hid in the beach towel again.

"It doesn't matter if it's the last one, go swimming." She glanced at Toru Watanabe, turned around and walked towards the stern of the boat.

‘I won’t show you.’ Her eyes meant this.

‘It was actually exposed…but after getting into the water, you can see it no matter how you get there.’

Five people walked towards the stern deck.

"Come on the motorboat war!" Before he could get into the water, Mrs. Kiyono excitedly said, "Mother is one group, daughter is one group!"

"Not to play." Kiyono Rin picked up the inflatable bed and seemed to be planning to drift leisurely on the sea water.

"Then I will be in the same group as Watanabe," said Miki Kujo.

Rin Kiyono was about to throw the inflatable into the sea, but after hearing her words, he stopped.

"The Kiyono family is one group, and the Kyujo family is one group." She said coldly.

"Okay." Miki Kyujo smiled.

The two wives are used to failure in the plan, and do not lose or force them.

The two mothers and daughters each rode a motorboat.

The wife drove the motorboat, the lady sat behind with a water gun, and Toru Watanabe was the referee.

"How to be a referee...How to be a loser? How to be a winner?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"There is no win or loss." Miki Kyujo straddled the back of the motorboat.
To be continued...