Saturday came with the morning sunlight slipping through the cracked blinds of Renji's apartment, laying soft golden bars across the floor.

Renji woke up promptly, standing in front of his smudged mirror—smudged after a nice banging with Reina last night—as he dressed purposefully.

Casual clothes for today since it was a Saturday.

A fitted black hoodie, dark denim jeans and gray sneakers.

He smiled at the sight of Reina moving through the room like a devoted slut in heat. She wore skin-tight high-waisted jeans that molded to her thick thighs and fat, jiggling ass, the denim creasing deep between her cheeks with every step.

Her white tank top was thin and merciless, stretched so tight over her massive, milk-heavy tits and then she wore an apron over all of it.

She had just finished sweeping the room and was now cleaning the furniture, bent over, her fat ass rippling with each scrub.

She hummed a soft, slutty tune, hips swaying like she was dancing just for him, even when his back was turned.

'What a wonderful sight,' he thought. 'Living a free life with only the benefits of marriage. So fucking awesome.'

Renji zipped his backpack. The Milf Note was inside, leather-bound, warm, pulsing with corrupt power.

There was no need to hide it in the park today.

No Kaito. No Jiro, Iroha, or Haru.

They were pretty pissed from his prank yesterday. He had seen it in their faces during the final periods before school was over.

Kaito especially, with his eyes burning with rage. But more than that, they were ashamed. Too proud to act in class. Too scared to admit they'd been played by a "poor boy."

But even more than that, after Miss Haruka shared the results for examination application tests, they had failed—busted for cheating.

Now they knew that they were in a big mess, especially with their parents who demanded top performances from them because of their positions.

Renji could imagine them returning home to show the scores to their parents, only to be met with harsh words and after that, the promise to settle this out themselves.

Then Miss Haruka would invite them today as time was limited for test-result fixing of this caliber.

This was a chance for Renji to finally get a good idea of their characters, their weaknesses, which would be a good step into getting into their homes and writing their names down on the Note.

Another masterclass of strategizing, Renji thought proudly.

Each reaction the mothers showed in the meeting with Haruka would reveal who they were. How they negotiated. How they threatened. How they begged. How they bribed.

He would be next door, the air vent cracked open, listening to every word.

But he had to get it done quickly too because Hitomi would show up at twelve for the art planning.

After he ate the breakfast Reina made him, he yanked her close to him and kissed her sloppy style.

Their mouths crashed together. Tongues wrestled wet and wild. Saliva dripped down their chins in thick ropes.

Reina moaned into his mouth, and he squeezed her fat tits hard.

"Good housemilf," he growled, breaking away with a wet smack. He spanked her ass through the jeans, and it still rippled like jelly.

Reina smiled obediently then kissed him goodbye, already waiting for tonight's fuck session.

Renji slung his bag over his shoulder and left. The stairwell echoed with his confident steps. He pushed through the lobby doors into the crisp morning air.

As he headed into the road, by the railing high up, near Reina's apartment, the pink-haired woman from that night watched him.

She leaned over the railing, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide with nervous fascination. Biting her lip, she watched him leave, then entered back into her house and shut the door.

The walk to Seihou High was brisk and quiet.

Weekend streets were empty. Leaves skittered across the pavement.

Renji could hear the hum of a mower coming from the school grounds. The gates stood unlocked for authorized access.

The campus was like a ghost town. There were no students, and the usual chatter like in school days was completely missing.

Renji wished even the school days were this silent.

He entered through a side door. His sneakers were silent on the polished floors. The hallways were dim and cool, and the lockers looked like iron guards with eyes.

It always felt strange coming to school when it was basically empty

He slipped into Ms. Haruka Minami's classroom. The door was unlocked.

"Master…" she purred, turning on her chair.

She was wearing a teacher uniform of a dark red blouse and a pencil skirt, tight to emphasize on her slutty body. Her tits swayed heavily as she leaned forward. "You're here early…"

"Yup," Renji said, dropping his bag. "I wanted to get things over with you before the moms start showing up."

Haruka shrugged. "Do you think I can give you a little…" she cupped her hands and waved it at her mouth, poking her tongue through her cheek, "... fellatio as you tell me?"

Renji shook his head. "Such a slut."

He unzipped his jeans and freed his thick cock. It was veiny, angry, already dripping precum.

Haruka lunged. She swallowed him whole in one greedy gulp. Her throat bulged obscenely as the head lodged deep.

She gagged wetly. Spit poured from her lips in thick, gooey ropes. It coated his shaft. It dripped onto his balls. It splattered her blouse. Her tongue swirled. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked like a vacuum.

She hummed vibrations that made him groan.

"That feels really good, Miss Haruka," Renji growled, hand tangling in her hair.

"Now listen. Remember the questions I gave you to ask them, and do not let them intimidate you. Frustrate them if you can and make sure that I can hear them okay? The vent will be open but it won't be that easy to hear everything. Are you listening?"

Haruka moaned around his cock. "Mmmph—yes, Master—anything—gluck gluck—I'll do it—" Her spit bubbled from her nostrils, tits bouncing as she bobbed frantically.

"Gosh, you're sucking my cock with so much intensity."

Suddenly, he heard footsteps echoing in the hall. Like the sound of sharp, authoritative heels clicking closer.

"Someone's coming!" Renji whispered.

He yanked out with a wet schlop, cock glistening with her saliva. He zipped it up fast and acted normal.

Haruka scrambled, wiping her mouth, and buttoning her blouse with trembling fingers. She smoothed her skirt.

A knock rattled the door.

Once she finished composing herself, Haruka answered, "Come in," her voice steady and professional.

The door opened.

And the first mom entered.

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