Chapter 14 – The Surviving Husband (2)
The wet wife’s panties look even more bizarre in the light. My beloved wife’s thighs began to twist.
I slowly unzip my pants. The shaft of my prick, which made my pants dance swell, was groaning as if I wanted to get it out immediately.
Fuck. I’m so excited.
The stiffly inflated prick shaft caught in the zipper slightly. How long has it been since you had this feeling of being caught on your dick when you lowered your pants? I felt new for nothing at the erection of the cock that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
“Huh…”
Jang Woo slowly steps onto the body of my beloved wife. As her long body rises, her plump breasts sway slightly, revealing stiff pink nipples. Underneath, her soft skin and smooth waist and silence followed lines are revealed.
And the palm-sized panties barely covering her voluptuous buttocks would stimulate his gaze even more. Her pubic hair slightly sticking out of the panties and the center of the panties stained with moist love juice would be clearly visible to his eyes.
“You are very beautiful.”
An exclamation of admiration escaped Jangwoo’s mouth. His words were 100% sincere. Even in his eyes, who would have coveted the bodies of many women, the body of my beloved wife would be the most bizarre among them.
“I’m ashamed…”
As my beloved wife covers her own vagina with both her hands, Jang-woo grabs her arms and gently puts them down to the sides of her body.
“Don’t be shy. It is so beautiful.”
“I’m still too shy…”
“I’m so envious of Seungyeon’s husband.”
Jang Woo jokes with her again when she is nervous. A slight smile forms on her already reddened face.
The dog is … Where is it?
A sense of betrayal rises even for her, who laughs at Jang-woo’s jokes, which are not even hers. She didn’t understand why she would give him a massage, exposing her own breasts and even her panties, but contrary to her mind, her cock shaft was so tight that it looked like it would pierce through her panties.
I slowly grab my prick, which is tucked in my pants.
Ah…
How much do you feel I can’t even guess how long it’s been since I grabbed the erect prick. I almost cried at the feeling of the stiff prick shaft I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I need to show this dick to my loving wife…
Her now her darling, she was laying beneath her trainer, showing off her raging muscles, exposing her own titties.
“I will begin now.”
Reassuring her with her soft voice, Jangwoo slowly places her hand around her waist. In his hand, my wife’s soft skin will be intact.
“Hmm…”
A soft moan leaked out of her mouth as Jangwoo’s hand brushed her waist. It feels like her vagina is trembling as she wets her own panties.
“It’s good to stimulate from the waist down to the silence followed line like this.”
Jangwoo’s hand passed her smooth waistline and started exploring the widened silence followed line. She can be called a silence followed beauty, and she boasts a narrow waistline and a silence followed that is clearly different.
Jang Woo’s hands begin to massage slowly around her Calvin Klein panty band. Now, in his gaze, her wet panties and protruding black pubic hair would be clearly captured.
“Whoa…”
Her Jang-woo also stimulates her by blowing out her hot breath, as if it was difficult for her to bear it. Then he presses her fingers just above her vagina.
“Haha…”
As Jangwoo’s hand gradually began to control her lower body, she closed her eyes and let her moan go. Before she knew it, her legs were slowly opening and she felt as she opened and closed her toes.
Fuck… Seungyoun, are you really feeling it?
It was only during my relationship that she opened and closed her toes. It was also the habit of a wife who got excited when she reached her climax or caressed for a while. However, before Jang Woo’s touch, she was repeatedly opening and closing her toes as if she felt her excitement.
“Huh…”
The head of her cock hardened as she watched her excited. I start stroking my cock shaft in my panties, going over her toes, face, and Jang-woo’s hands.
“Huh…”
A small amount of slippery pre-cum was already leaking from my glans. A light moan leaked out of my mouth as I gently stroked the erect prick.
“And this is important. You need to apply acupressure to this area so that the thigh muscles do not get together.”
Jang Woo began to press hard on the inside of her thigh just below her vagina. She grips both sides of her thighs tightly and presses her thumbs on the inside of her thighs, her hands grabbing Jang Woo’s arms.
“Haa… That’s strange.”
“Sick?”
“No… It feels strange.”
“Um… I guess it’s because of my mood. Stay for a little while.”
Whether Jang-Woo knows it or not, she ignores her words and presses harder on the inside of her thigh.
“Haha…”
A deep moan leaked out of her mouth as Jangwoo began to massage the inside of her thigh. Jangwoo was slowly caressing the inside of his thigh.
“Hamm… Haa…”
You can see her panties getting wet in real time. Previously, only the upper part of her pubic area was wet, but now her sexual juices spread over a fairly wide area. And the density also seems to be cut more thickly.
“Ruler. How do you feel?”
“Haa… That’s strange.”
“Is it just weird?”
“No…”
“Sure? How is it?”
“Hmm…”
Her wife closed her eyes and seemed to think carefully, feeling his touch. She had already gotten used to the touch of Jangwoo, so she didn’t even think about covering her moist wet vagina.
“Great…”
The words of satisfaction finally come out of her mouth. Those words would be like a signal to Jang-woo. His hand moved closer and closer to the pubic area where the black pubic hair protruded.
I move my hand around the prick back and forth, in time with my wife’s strange expression and soft moans. I had never masturbated to anything other than pornography, but I felt a sense of excitement that was incomparable to pornography.
Jang-woo corrects his posture to covet her genitals more aggressively. His face comes right up to her vagina. Perhaps she could feel the hot breath from Jang-woo in her cunt.
“Ah…”
A hot moan leaked out of her mouth, and Jang-woo slowly raised her hand, which was placed on the inside of her thigh, slightly upward. His hand was now touching the bottom of her panties. If he raised his hand a little more, he would be able to touch her wet pussy.
“Ha… Stop…”
Her wife also grasped his hand with one hand, perhaps recognizing Jangwoo’s touch. It was just before Jangwoo put his hand over her wet panties.
“There… No.”
“Do you know where I’m trying to massage you?”
“Ah… No.”
“Seungyeon-ssi, aren’t you thinking a lot?”
Jangwoo was rather giving her her embarrassment by blocking her own hand. By all accounts, his hand was about to be placed on top of her panties. If he touched her wet, slippery panties, the slimy juices would cling to his fingers.
“Ah… Not really. Where are you going?”
Her wife’s cheeks heat up even more. She was taken aback by Jang-woo’s words, as if someone caught up in a strange imagination. Her voice trembles slightly.
“Wait slowly. It is not yet time.”
Jang-woo leaves a meaningful word and slowly lifts my wife’s legs. The wife’s legs, which are lying flat on the bed, are lifted in the shape of a volunteer. Her wife’s pink soles stare up at her ceiling while her butt is exposed to my eyes.
That bastard… What the hell are you doing?
“Ah… That’s strange. What posture is this?”
“Between the buttocks and the thighs, the inside of the thighs will be more deeply massaged. Only then can you say that you have a massage that completely relaxes your muscles.”
“Ha…”
She lifted her wife’s legs and slowly began to massage her lower buttocks. Out of her wife’s tiny panties, the white bottom of her ass is exposed.
It was one of her wife’s favorite positions. A cock slapped over her shoulders and driven deep into her pink pussy. She used to groan that she felt that position most deeply in her relationship with me.
“Ha ha… Ha ha…”
Jangwoo’s hand began to knead the lower part of her buttocks more roughly. My beloved wife’s lips part even more at the quick movement of his hand, moving back and forth on the inside of her thighs and buttocks.
“Huh…”
An exclamation escapes from her mouth as Jangwoo’s fingers reach just below her cheekbones.
Put your panties down… Take your panties down…
For a moment, a taboo imagination pops into my head. In his imagination, Jang Woo roughly pulls down her palm-sized panties. My beloved wife’s black pubic hair and pink pussy are exposed, and distant love juices are leaking out.
Jang-woo’s hand mercilessly penetrated her genitals and she let out a hot moan. Then, Jang-woo pulls down his pants and takes out the huge abomination he saw in his shower.
Ejaculation rushes quickly from my prick at the thought of the taboo.
“Haa… It feels strange…”
The voice of her wife’s excited moaning is heard.
In an instant, I come back to my senses as if I had been hit in the head.
…Are you crazy?
Jinwoo Kim. What the hell are you thinking? Are you out of your mind now?
As I imagined my beloved wife’s panties coming down, ejaculation rushed to my prick in an instant. This is the first time I’m experiencing this situation, and I feel both excitement and self-doubt at the same time.
Let’s wake up… Let’s not cross the line.
Now, in reality, Jangwoo was silently massaging her wife’s buttocks and thighs. She still had her eyes closed and was barely holding back her hot breath.
For a moment, Jangwoo’s hands that were massaging her thighs stopped, and he stared at her lower body.
“Why are you so wet?”
Jangwoo’s deep voice resonates throughout the room. The reddened wife opened her eyes and faced Jang-woo.
Now please… Stop…
I gripped my rigid prick even tighter, fearing that I would cross the line of no return.
