Chapter 1179: Kasumi’s Questioning
Kasumi held my hand tightly, her palm sweaty and trembling. "Fumiko... I need to go..." Without waiting for anyone, she grabbed the blood report, pulled me up, and walked out of the hospital with urgent steps. Her thick ass swayed in her dress as she moved, her massive tits bouncing heavily with every hurried stride.
She didn’t utter a single word the entire way to the car. Her lips were dry, her face flushed with confusion and worry. She sat in the driver’s seat, gripping the wheel hard before turning to me with deep concern in her eyes.
"Jack... do you not remember anything? Please try to think... about what happened last night."
I pretended to be in deep thought, rubbing my temple. "Well... It’s all blurry... I don’t know if it was a dream or real... but I think I woke up and saw you sleeping next to me with a towel and a bowl... and it was Oba-san who helped me go to the bathroom. Then I think she helped walk me to my room and tucked me in... I don’t remember much, but I keep thinking of Oba-san’s face..."
Kasumi’s thoughts flooded into my mind through telepathy, full of confusion:
[Why would Tomiko do that? She is my little sister; I know her the best... It is confusing. Only Tomiko can answer it...]
I realized Kasumi wasn’t thinking the worst — that Tomiko had seduced me. She probably assumed her sister had done something misguided, maybe trying to push Haruna and me together. How adorably naive.
Kasumi looked at me again, her voice soft but worried. "Why do you think Tomiko gave you that thing?"
I shook my head innocently. "I don’t know... maybe Oba-san doesn’t know the full effect of those herbs herself and fed me by mistake..."
Kasumi nodded slowly, though doubt still clouded her beautiful face. "Okay... but we have to ask her."
She pressed the accelerator hard and drove home fast, the car speeding through the streets. Her thighs were pressed tightly together under the steering wheel.
I could see her nipples stiff and poking through her dress. The mix of worry and confusion was making her body react — her mature MILF pussy was probably getting wet despite herself.
The entire drive, my mind was flooded with nasty, vulgar thoughts while I sat quietly beside her:
Drive faster, Oka-san... When we get home, your little sister Tomiko is probably still leaking my cum from her destroyed shithole.
Haruna’s asshole is farting my load onto your other daughter’s thigh right now. And soon I’ll have all three of you on your knees — mother, aunt, and daughter — sucking my cock together like the filthy family cumsluts you’re becoming.
When we reached home, Kasumi and I stepped inside. I saw Haruna and Yuko sitting together at the dining table having breakfast.
Haruna looked like she had just woken up — her hair messy, face flushed, and thighs pressed tightly together as if she was still feeling my thick cum slowly leaking and farting out of her well-fucked asshole.
Kasumi asked calmly, "Where is your Oba-san?"
Haruna stuffed a big bite of food in her mouth, trying to act normal. "Oba-san is still in her room."
Kasumi nodded and started walking toward Tomiko’s room. I followed, but she stopped me gently. "I will go talk to her... maybe it’s just a misunderstanding."
I nodded obediently. "You go... I’ll stay here."
The second Kasumi entered Tomiko’s room and locked the door from inside, I activated invisibility and teleported silently into the room, standing in the corner like a ghost, watching everything.
Tomiko was sitting on the bed, still in her thin nightie, a blanket covering her lap. She looked like she had just woken up, but her face instantly filled with shock when she saw her older sister.
"Sister...?"
Kasumi sat down beside her on the bed, her voice gentle but firm. "Tomiko, is there something bothering you?"
Tomiko darted her eyes around guiltily, unable to meet her sister’s gaze. "No... It’s nothing, sister..."
Kasumi’s thoughts rang clearly in my mind: [She... is she feeling guilty...?]
Without wasting time, Kasumi pulled out the blood report and held it in front of Tomiko. "Tomiko, can you tell me what this is?"
Tomiko’s eyes widened in panic as she read the report. Her thoughts screamed inside my head: [I thought even if Sister took him to the hospital it would mostly be getting him some fever pills... Why did she do the blood test...? I am doomed...]
Tomiko tried to fake surprise. "Sister... this... why would there be aphrodisiacs and sleeping pills in Jack’s blood...? Did Haruna and Jack play some kind of game...?"
Kasumi stared hard at her little sister. "Tomiko... you’re touching your ear again and again. You know that’s your old habit when you lie, just like when we were children."
The room grew tense. Kasumi’s voice became sharper. "Tomiko, tell me what is going on?"
Tomiko looked scared, her body shrinking under her sister’s strong aura. "Sister... I... I..."
Her thoughts were chaotic and desperate: [What should I do...? I... I can’t tell her I drugged him so I could get my shithole destroyed... that I begged her son to fuck me like a cheap toilet whore while I was pissing and squirting...]
I stood invisible in the corner, my cock rock-hard and throbbing as I watched the two beautiful sisters on the bed.
Tomiko’s nightie was slipping off one shoulder, exposing the top of her heavy tit, while Kasumi’s dress had ridden up her thick thighs. The sight of these two mature women, one guilty and leaking my cum, the other confused and emotional, made me want to reveal myself and fuck them both right there.
Kasumi leaned closer, her voice low and serious. "Tomiko... did you give Jack something you shouldn’t have?"
Tomiko’s face burned red. She squirmed on the bed, probably feeling my dried cum cracking between her asscheeks and her sore shithole twitching at the memory.
I smirked invisibly in the corner, my thick cock throbbing painfully hard, leaking precum into my pants as my mind raced with the nastiest, most depraved thoughts possible:
Go on, Oba-san... confess every filthy detail. Tell your big sister how you screamed like a broken whore when I slammed my fat cock balls-deep into your shithole.
Tell her how you squirted like a cheap piss-slut all over the bathroom floor while I used you as my personal family cumdump.
Soon I’ll have both of you naked on this bed, tongues deep in each other’s cum-filled cunts and farting assholes while I watch and film every second.
Tomiko’s panicked thoughts screamed inside my head: [No... I can’t tell the truth... She can never know how much I loved it...]
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