Chapter 172 – An Unexpected Combination (7)
I don’t know if it’s a good meaning or a bad meaning, but Cho Yun-gyeong was recorded in my history.
Throughout the lives of Son Si-woo and Kim Do-jin, as the woman who saw and touched the inside of the skin the fastest.
And one more thing.
Poke!
“Huh… !”
She was also recorded as the third-rate pussy that went away the most in a short amount of time.
As I swept the tide and swept over her convulsing body, I realized her unexpected fact.
“I thought it was a worn-out body, but it wasn’t?”
Contrary to my expectations, her body is an A-grade second hand with not many signs of use.
I thought she would have a lot of experience since she’s been driving men like clouds since high school, but I guess she wasn’t.
I press hard on the clitoris to get her attention as she gasps with her half-fazed face.
“Ahaha… !”
Her body twisted and trembled, or she didn’t.
“How many people have you slept with so far?”
Struggling with her pleasure, she managed to open her mouth.
“Two, two…”
“… Is it a lot less than you thought?”
“The body, the lower part… , Because it’s a property, it’s not… !”
That’s why I didn’t give it to halfway men, but only gave it to the guys I picked and picked.
He’s also really great in a way, he’s great.
“Among them, Kim Jeong-hoon?”
“Oh, no.”
Oh, this is surprising too.
I was sure that one of the two would definitely be Kim Jung-hoon.
“Why? You liked Kim Jung-hoon.”
Most people don’t know about him because he’s so good at managing his image, but he knows about this body that was rolled in a bread shuttle nearby.
That Jo Yoon-kyung liked Kim Jung-hoon.
What… , Judging by how he behaves, he must have liked the things Kim Jung-hoon had rather than the person himself.
“That child… , Hehe! Because I like Yoojung ha ha… !”
“So?”
“Even if you give your body to a guy who likes other people, it has to work out to become nothing but a sexist… , Yes.”
But.
If you try to seduce a guy like Kim Jung-hoon with your body, as he said, he’ll only be your sex partner.
But this is kind of funny
“Then why did you push yourself against me?”
“That, that…”
Hesitating to answer, he must have looked at me very funny.
I press two of my fingers into her wet pussy and squeeze him.
“Tell me honestly.”
“Huh, I thought you were naive… , Sorry… , Heh… !”
“I see.”
It’s not that I don’t understand.
Only the memory of Kim Do-jin, who was the best friend of the past, would remain in your head, so it can be enough.
“I’ll go again… ♥”
Cho Yun-kyung, who has once again reached her climax, flutters in bed.
Watching them twist their bodies like freshly caught live fish makes me want to eat them.
“Ah, ah… , Ugh… !”
After grabbing the guy who struggled with pleasure beyond acceptable limits and fixing it, he rubbed the glans against the twitching pussy.
“So…”
Slowly release your lips and slowly push the glans into your pussy.
“Extreme… , You, too big… ♥”
The tightening is not as strong as I thought.
No… , Rather, he is normal and the women he has had sex with have been abnormal.
The bumpy protrusions in the vagina adhere to the cock that advances through the hole.
But it also has its own taste.
It’s not a situation so tight that you don’t know when it’s going to be cold, but it feels like you’re embracing the right amount of leeway.
“Ahhhhh… !”
Of course, Jo Yoon-kyung, who accepted my big cock, seems to be on the verge of passing out, but what is it?
It’s the one who pushed me to bear the consequences, not me, right?
“Who are the guys I saw in the alley earlier?”
When she asked while leisurely banging the cervix, he answered frantically.
“Ki, Kim Jeong-hoon borrowed…”
“Oh, yes.”
Hey, this is another unexpected name popping up.
Doesn’t the fact that you lent someone mean that Jo Yoon-kyung and Kim Jung-hoon are now holding hands?
“You two joined hands, right?”
“Yes…”
“What were you trying to do by holding hands?”
“I, share it heheit… ♥”
Stop answering and reach the climax once again.
He bounced back so hard that his cock, which had been inside her pussy, came out.
She forcibly presses her trembling waist down and inserts her cock into her looser pussy.
And as if nothing had happened, I thought over the story from a while ago.
“I mean sharing…”
It’s not like we’re doing this to share food.
So what to share…
“So you were trying to share me and Yoojung.”
It’s Kim Jung-hoon, but I’ve liked Shin Yoo-jung since the old days.
“Did you like me? Enough to want to eat while betraying a friend?”
“Huh… , Joe…”
“More than Kim Jeong-hoon?”
“I like you more than that child… !”
Something touches my heart
You threw away the man you had a crush on so much and chose me.
It’s a little peculiar, but at the same time disgusting.
“Trying to steal your friend’s boyfriend, you’re not usually a bad bitch, you.”
“Mi, Mia… , I’m sorry… !”
“Sorry should be said to Yoo-jung, not me.”
“I’m sorry Yoojung… ! I’m sorry I had sex with your man… !”
Seeing him anxiously calling out and apologizing for someone he doesn’t have, it seems like he’s not in his right mind.
I’ve gone over ten times so far, so there’s nothing I can do about it.
I knew roughly everything I wanted to know.
So you’re saying that Cho Yoon-kyung and Kim Jeong-hoon joined hands to break me and Yoo-jung?
“I dared to take the lead on the perpetrator…”
He has no ill feelings toward him.
No, there wasn’t
The cruel memories engraved on this body?
Yeah, that’s not mine anyway.
So there is no need to hold grudges, I thought it would be enough if he lived as he did, and I lived as I did.
This bastard doesn’t give his manners to others and touches people again.
This is an obvious challenge for me.
Originally, being a human means that if you get hit once, you want to give it back twice or three times.
Now that it has happened like this, I have to give back a big blow by combining all the things that happened in the past with the heart of repaying Jap Siu for handing over this body.
But how do you feed big taffy?
I don’t think I’ll be angry enough to just go and beat him.
Could there be something more thrilling and exhilarating?
“… This is not the time.”
My wife was like that.
I don’t read the newspaper while eating.
It is the same now.
It’s not polite to think of a guy, not another girl, during hard sex.
“Let’s think cheap for now.”
She grabs onto Jo Yoon-gyeong’s waist, which she was loosely holding on to, and moves her waist in earnest.
Fain! Pan!
Every woman makes a different sound when her body hits her soft skin.
“Oh clothes… , Oh oh oh… ♥”
I turn away from the guy who howls like a beast with her eyes half-turned upside down, and focus only on my pleasure.
Oh, this doesn’t feel too bad either.
Sex that prioritizes my pleasure over sympathy.
The feeling of being helplessly drawn in, knowing that you shouldn’t think of women as just an outlet for pleasure.
Like this… , I would never do that to other kids.
Whoop whoop whoop!
“Ooh clothes… , Oh… , Come and go… ♥”
The sense of ejaculation that came slowly reached the end and prepared to thrust her face.
Squeak clatter!
“Awesome… !”
While enjoying the sensation of ejaculation that rages through her whole body, she strongly sticks out her waist and reaches the climax with her cock driven all the way to the root.
Beaureureureus… !
The terrible pleasure is conveyed in the ejaculation that just drives me at the speed I want and then throws it out helplessly.
Once again, the country looks back at humans.
How could such a bad person live as a national hunter who is an example to everyone?
I mean, it’s something you don’t know.
“Haaa…”
Feeling the afterglow of the long ejaculation, I slowly pulled my back back.
Pooh… !
Purr ruck
As soon as the cock that was engaged in the pussy came out, the semen flowed out with a loud sound.
“Ouch… , Hoot… ♥”
She gets up from her seat and moves her body at regular intervals as she brings her cock into the sprawling guy’s mouth.
Even if you are resting, you should clean up after yourself and rest.
“Suck.”
“Bee-“
A mouth that opens as if to let it in.
“…”
As he slips his cock inside, he purses his mouth and begins licking it with his tongue.
I forcibly pulled the cock that was roughly cleaned out of my mouth.
Pook!
“Hmm…”
Changed my mind.
Originally, I was going to end up with a steamy one night stand to study more about a woman’s body, but after the sex was over, the value I put on him rose a little.
Not a lot… , To a very slight extent?
“Yoon Kyung-ah.”
When I wake up the half-fascinated guy with a friendly voice, the blurry pupils follow my face with slow movements.
In many ways, it’s a bit lacking to be my woman.
I think it will be difficult to find someone who is as good as him just to have fun.
So I thought of a compromise.
“I think you’d be fine with my cockpit, what do you think?”
Originally, I thought of it as a slave, but that didn’t work either.
Naeun, who is several times better than her, offered herself as a slave, but we can’t keep her on the same level, can we?
So, all that’s left is the fucking house.
A feeble anger lingers in the blurred pupils.
She makes herself look like this and seems to say what bullshit she is.
I shrugged my shoulders as I walked away from him.
“Well, the choice is yours.”
However, it’s a bit disappointing to completely pretend to be rejected at once.
Even if it’s not a dick house, you might need Kim Jung-hoon’s help to feed him.
I pick up the guy’s smartphone that was lying around and try to unlock it.
“Iris recognition.”
I put my smartphone over the face of the humiliated guy.
“Now, look here.”
Her smartphone is easily unlocked by the careless gaze.
I dialed my number there and immediately hung up and put it down by my bedside.
“I’ve entered the number, so call me anytime if you change your mind. You can delete it if you don’t want it.”
I put on the clothes I took off casually and finish preparing to leave.
After taking a look at her, who seems to be deep in thought, she tries to leave her room without saying a word, but stops at her.
“Ah, I’m talking about old age.”
I almost forgot the last warning.
“You’d better not say anything to Yoo-jung.”
Let’s say it with a little bit of murder, and the guy’s body trembles greatly.
Judging by the frightened expression on her face, she doesn’t seem to have much to worry about.
I’m a woman who says my body is an asset, so I won’t open my mouth hastily.
She left her last words to her as she glanced at me, crying over her rampaging emotions.
“Think good. That’s why, there’s an old saying like that, right? If it is the same servant, the servant of the Daegam family is better.”
This is a truth without any lies.
As long as I don’t catch a decent amount of big fish, I’d rather live in my cockhouse in many ways, right?
“Then I will wait for your call.”
I was very curious.
The life of a house full of sweet pleasures and luxury goods, and the life of an ordinary human being who masturbates saying that he only saved his dignity and kept his pride.
Which of the two would you choose?