Chapter 669 – 669. Source of Popularity
The only sound inside the isolation room was the sound of spit mixing and Monsieur’s excited breathing.
Jang Jo-jun, who had been kissing the poisonous snake king for a long time, who soon became an idiot, took off the lab coat she was wearing, saying that he would tell her something more pleasant.
When Jang Jo-jun’s hand took off the thin white lab coat that was secured with three strings, Monsieur’s pale skin hidden underneath was revealed.
Scars engraved here and there. Deep wounds filled her body.
Monsieur has forgotten the function of a snake. If she remembers the power of Get Out Again, her scars will all disappear.
Through shedding, not only the wounds on the body but also physical defects can be completely healed.
“Um, um… I’m taking everything off. “I’m kind of embarrassed.”
Monsieur says he is embarrassed, but his eyes widen as if he is excited about being completely naked in front of someone.
Jang Jojun smiled kindly and hugged Monsieur. Don’t be ashamed of being naked. He took off the doctor’s gown he was also wearing.
“It is said that all living things are born naked, without anything to wear. There is nothing to be ashamed of. “Because this is the most natural state for a living being.”
“Aha.”
Monsieur couldn’t take his eyes off Zhang Zhaojun’s muscle-filled body. Unbelievable wildness. A beauty so perfect that it makes you drool just by looking at it.
Jang Jo-jun’s body was like a utopia for women. Regardless of his twisted personality, if we look at his body alone, no man in the abyss would dare compare to Jang Jo-jun.
Of course. Because it is a body sculpted by goddesses.
“Come on, Monsieur. Then raise your arms.”
“Like this.?”
“That’s right.”
One of Jang Jojun’s favorite things to do is suck a woman’s breast.
In particular, he enjoyed lifting a woman’s arms and tying her up so that she could not move, and then sucking on her nipples until they were loose.
From the sense of superiority that comes from capturing and dominating an opponent, to the comfort that can be gained by sucking a woman’s breast.
“Haha. I like this.”
“Jjooob.”
Monsieur Hushu was held against the wall by Jang Jo-jun, holding both of his wrists, and had to suckle.
She twisted her body as Jang Jo-jun’s tongue delicately licked and persistently sucked her breast.
A pleasure I never imagined before. The large man sucking both nipples alternately looked somewhat like a child.
It’s something that comes naturally to motherhood just by sucking one’s breasts.
However, as time passed, the stimulation grew more and more, and soon Monsieur Hushu was unable to think at all and was only moaning as he was fascinated by the act of being sucked.
10 minutes.
It was still okay up to this point.
30 minutes.
All the attention was focused on her nipples, and it was becoming unbearable.
1 hour.
At this point, the development of Monsieur Houchou’s nipples was completely completed.
Monsieur Hushu has now reached a point where his body trembles with just the slightest touch.
Monsieur Hushu seemed to be going out of his mind at the sight of her nipples, which seemed to be slightly stretched from how much he had been sucking on her small breasts.
“How do you feel? “It’s not bad, right?”
“Hehe. Hehe. Hehe…”
Monsieur gasps as she stands with her eyes open and her tongue sticking out.
Jang Jo-jun smiled at Mushui, who couldn’t even answer properly, and placed his hand on her panties.
“Okay then, let’s do some more. Shall we feel a little better?”
“Yes.? W, more here…?”
“Okay. This is actually the main one.”
Monsieur Hushu slowly became afraid.
For the first time she felt the warmth of a hug.
She then found out that she was happy with the kiss.
From there she went even further and got her nipples developed to the point where she was crazy.
How about this time?
The area that Jang Jo-jun is gently stroking.
The clitoris has suddenly become convex.
My back trembles every time her fingertips touch it. This kind of pleasure was very unfamiliar and extremely stimulating to her, who was confined in her laboratory.
She is afraid and anxious that she will lose her original self.
The supreme pleasure that lies beyond and the self-destructive desire to be ruined.
The longer a person suffers, the more despair and desire for self-destruction they become.
The brain that is consumed with pain and suffering eventually sublimates the pain into pleasure.
Monsieur nodded her head.
What lies ahead? She couldn’t bear to think deeply.
Just throws her body. Freely. I hope to reach the pleasure that lies far away.
Monsieur Hushu, who had been reset as white as a sheet of paper, jumped towards her pitch-black paint.
“Kyaaaaah!!!!”
Jang Jo-Jun’s middle finger pressed on Monsieur’s clit and rubbed it mercilessly.
Perfectly controlled pressure. A hand gesture designed to plunge the other person into a swamp of orgasm and make them brain-dead.
Is this what it feels like to have your brain shaking?
Monsieur lost consciousness at the total amount of pleasure that was clearly different from before, and when he opened his eyes again, Jang Jo-jun’s tongue had entered his vagina.
With a dazed mind, I saw the tentacles wriggling.
Tentacles that wrap around the entire body, rubbing and licking all areas considered erogenous.
Jang Jo-jun’s other hands.
The suction cups attached to the hands were sucked onto the nipples and the clit was sucked in.
Monsieur shed tears and clenched his teeth.
It’s coming. Something is pushing up. From that deep womb.
“Heuuuuu!!!!!”
Monsieur stands with her legs stretched out and curls her toes as if she can’t stand it.
A tide spurted out from her urethra.
As she was about to be completely destroyed by the pleasure that made her body tremble and her body squirt, her husband held her.
“Come on, Monsieur. Then this is the final step. Hold on. “If only I could endure it.”
Because you will experience the pleasure of ascending to heaven.
Jang Jojun stuck a huge cock in.
As if it were natural, the abdomen was deformed, and a large dick penetrated the vagina, ravaging the inside of the vagina, as if pressing down on the uterus.
Monsieur opens her eyes and looks down the line.
“What is this? What is it…!!!”
“It’s called copulation. This is what a man and woman do when they love each other.”
“This… This… Cheeeeent…!”
I couldn’t continue speaking properly. When Zhang Zhaojun moved her waist once, Monsieur couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
Zhang Zhaojun hugged her tightly, lifted her up, and fucked her without thinking.
No matter how ignorant or foolish he may seem, Monsieur Houch is a Nagaraja.
Although it has the body of a woman, it is actually like a murder weapon. A monster with specs that can wipe out hundreds of awakened people in one struggle.
“Well, that’s it.!!”
Such a monster could not even resist properly and was grabbed by Jang Jo-jun’s arms and had its vagina opened.
What can I do? Because the opponent is a real monster who shakes off such monsters like eating food.
Absolutely.!
Monsieur is struggling and Jang Jo-jun is oppressing him and punishing him. Because of these two people, the outer wall of the research building cracked. This is crazy. Naturally, a state of emergency was declared, and some researchers were allowed to observe the inside of the isolation room.
“Well, like that…”
“Wow…”
“No, you’re going to bust that monster?”
Researchers gaped at the crazy copulation.
And there were some who showed subtle jealousy among them. They are people who are fascinated by Jang Jo-jun.
Jang Jo-jun’s biggest weapon at the moment is none other than his appearance. His eyes, which were gloomy at the beginning of the disaster, have now become a symbol of decadence, and his body, which had almost no muscles, has become solid and muscular, like a sculpture.
Even with his enormous height and perfect balance, everyone who saw him couldn’t help but gape, regardless of age or gender.
They create followers based solely on their appearance and earn huge points based on first impressions.
With such a superhuman appearance, Jang Jo-jun, who approaches Mushu without knowing anything and steals her virginity, was seen as a very wild man…
Several researchers in the research building shed tears of blood when they saw this.
“Ugh… My apostle…”
“That… That damn bitch…”
“Ugh. “I will kill you.”
Some of the female researchers in the research building who admired Monsieur Hushu watched the scene of him kissing and copulating with Monsieur Hushu on the CCTV in his detention facility, and their hands trembled.
How dare you kiss Jang Jo-jun, the subject of your experiment and the object of your worship? They are even mating!
That idiot is an idiot who doesn’t know anything. He probably doesn’t know how happy and envious he is in the situation he is in. When I thought about that, I got even more excited.
“I’m jealous. I’m jealous. “I’m jealous.”
“I will kill you during the next experiment.”
“I can never… Never forgive…”
Gradually, my jealousy grew. They couldn’t even say a word to Jang Jo-jun, but it was shocking to think that she was receiving so much affection just because she was stupid and pretty.
With a dark heart, they decided to torment Monsieur more severely in the next experiment. Of course, since they fell into the hands of Jang Jojun, they can no longer harass Monsieur.
“Haha.”
“Well, how do you feel?”
“This. This. This. Joe, I think it’s good…”
“Right? It’s usually a little painful at first. It makes me feel better in the end.”
“I really think so.”
Monsieur felt a sense of security as he received a creampie from Jang Jojun.
The sense of stability that comes from having someone who can accept everything he does.
Also, the comfort of knowing that you will be protected no matter what happens.
Mushu built a wall with the world as he watched researchers dying at the slightest prank.
However, if the opponent is Jang Jo-jun. It seemed like he could accept any prank he did with charm.
That’s right, because Jang Jojun is strong. This is why Jang Jo-Jun is especially popular among transcendentalists.
Beyond just being handsome, he absolutely covers it no matter what position he is in or how he is shaking his waist.
There was no other man as strong as this for transcendentalists to freely unleash their sexual desires.
A man who doesn’t break even if he hangs on all day.
That was one of the reasons Jang Jojun was loved.
