## Chapter 130 – Daughter or Affair Partner?
Whispering sweet nothings while lavishing her with pure, devoted foreplay and gentle insertion.
Followed by a relentless, brutal pounding, thrust after thrust!
That was impossible.
Yujin could wake up at any moment.
But even so, it didn’t matter.
She was just a horny bitch, a worthless cunt.
Unable to bear it any longer, I watched Yujeong, who had her arms raised high in a gesture of surrender, approach the bed where I lay. She rubbed her pussy against my toes, which peeked out from under the covers, lost to all shame and reason, indulging in a pathetic self-pleasuring session.
“Ooooh! Ooooh! Oooo— oh?”
Reaching climax from a man’s toes stimulating her pussy.
There’s a limit to how pathetic one can be. Stop it.
I lifted my leg and beckoned Yujeong over.
Denied just before reaching the peak again, Yujeong wore a sulky expression, but at my single gesture, she transformed back into a horny bitch, grinning as she leaped onto the bed.
“Haaah, haaah.”
Yujeong panted. Drool from her mouth landed on my glans. Her pussy was just as soaked, dripping its juices onto my stomach.
Then, unable to restrain herself, Yujeong sank down, ready to devour my erect cock with her pussy, so I forcefully pushed her away with my foot against her stomach.
Yujeong fell over. I hadn’t pushed her backward, but sideways, so her head didn’t hit the hard floor beside the bed. However, with each rejection, Yujeong’s pride seemed to have reached its limit. Instead of immediately rushing back at me like before, she lay face down, burying her head in the blanket.
Meanwhile, I finished setting up my headset to endlessly loop my voice recordings on my phone.
Only after completing all the final preparations to completely conquer both Yujeong and Yujin did I approach Yujeong.
“…Aren’t you being too cruel to me?”
Clinging desperately to some semblance of older-woman pride, Yujeong seemed on the verge of bursting into tears.
To hold back her sobs, Yujeong avoided looking at me, burying her face deeper into the blanket. As a result, her ass rose higher and higher, now aligning her pussy with my face as I sat there.
I wanted to grab her beautiful ass with both hands and devour her beautiful pussy with my tongue, giving Yujeong a taste of ecstasy, but now was not the time.
My purpose had to take precedence over my desires.
I had used the whip enough; now it was time for the carrot.
“You’re not treating my daughter this violently too, are you?”
“Of course not. I always treat Yujin with care. Just now, I was gently pounding her in missionary position. I kept telling her I loved her, that she was beautiful, while pounding her without stopping until she passed out.”
I answered immediately, without hesitation.
“…Then why are you doing this to me!”
Finally unable to hold back, Yujeong lifted her face from the bed and shouted at me.
Pretending not to hear Yujeong, I described in detail the sweet moments I had just shared with Yujin, and then even mentioned what Yujeong was blatantly begging for with her body and pussy, even though she wasn’t saying it with her mouth.
“I even sucked her pussy raw before she came.”
“P-pussy sucking? That dirty place? You, you, you— you don’t do that to me! …Why only me? Is it because I’m an Ajumma’s pussy? It doesn’t smell, and the color is pretty….”
From a mother worried about her daughter, Yujeong had transformed back into a female desperately craving my cock.
Yujeong was wavering.
Just a little more push, and she would completely tip over to one side.
“I see… I understand. So, to you, an old Ajumma like me is just a toy to be treated roughly? Like those adult toys that kids use… what was it called again? The name is….”
“Yuna Hole.”
“I know, Yuna Hole! Don’t underestimate me just because I’m an Ajumma! I know that too! …Anyway, so to you, I’m just like a Yuna Hole toy, right? Then… then… then fine. Go ahead and use me as much as you want.”
Yujeong finished speaking and immediately lifted only her ass up from the prone position.
The so-called cowgirl position.
I stared intently at Yujeong’s ass.
I could see her pussy, gushing with juices, and her white skin, covered in goosebumps as if anticipating a spanking from me.
Sluuuuurp!
Unlike what I had told Yujeong to make her jealous, I meticulously gave the Ajumma’s pussy a deep, heartfelt tongue-lashing that I hadn’t even given to Yujin.
Yujeong’s beautiful pussy clenched and released repeatedly.
Just as this Ajumma’s worthless pussy seemed about to reach its peak, I immediately pulled my tongue away.
“Hng.”
Yujeong lowered her ass, turned around, and lay straight on the bed, reaching out her arms toward me. She wanted me to hug her tightly, like holding a child.
I did as Yujeong wished.
“I love you, Yujeong.”
Following the hug, I whispered the words she craved even more than being pounded hard by my cock.
“W-what? Why are you suddenly saying that? Weren’t you just after my body? Just go back to hitting me roughly and pounding me like you were doing before….”
“I love you, Yujeong.”
“You! You must be mistaking me for someone else! I’m not your beloved daughter Yujin, but Yujeong, who’s become an Ajumma…♥”
Putting on airs when she likes it.
“I really do love you, Yujeong.”
I hugged Yujeong tightly again.
“Eh? Eheh… Ehehehe…. Ehehehehe….”
As we hugged, I felt my lower abdomen becoming sticky. It was so wet that I wondered if I had peed myself, but when I looked down, it wasn’t me.
Psh, psh, pit pit.
Ah, goddamn it.
This goddamn worthless pussy Ajumma came just from a hug. I had put in so much effort to make her frustrated and unable to come, but now this.
Still, it didn’t seem to be a complete disaster. Looking at Yujeong’s face, she was still frustrated.
Like the worthless pussy she was, Yujeong had just experienced a premature climax. And as a worthless pussy, her recovery was as fast as a rabbit.
She was a woman who had been hiding her insane lust, feeling unsatisfied even after coming at least ten times each session, while pretending to be elegant and strict, so this was within acceptable limits.
“You’re lying, right? You have my daughter. I’m just a side dish, an affair partner you look for when you’re bored, and the main dish, the person who’s really important to you, is my daughter, right?”
Yujeong whined, pushing my arm into her breasts and rubbing them as if my arm was my cock.
She wanted me to say it wasn’t true, but she was already wetting her pussy again, the same pussy that had just gushed with juices. She couldn’t be honest.
I flicked Yujeong’s clit hard with my finger and said,
“No, that’s not true, Yujeong. You’re better than your daughter to me.”
It wasn’t a lie. It was a statement filled with my sincerity. From the start, I hadn’t loved either Yujeong or Yujin.
To me, Yujeong and Yujin were just cogs in the machine of my revenge. And among them, I hated Yujeong, who was just a side dish, less than Yujin, who was one of the main dishes in my revenge.
To me, Yujeong was a better existence than Yujin.
Therefore, it wasn’t a lie.
It was just a half-truth, close to a wordplay.
“Hic, hic.”
However, Yujeong, completely unaware of my true feelings, was moved and tried to shower me with kisses again.
Of course, I couldn’t allow it.
Yujeong was a worthless woman who climaxed from just a hug.
I had to push Yujeong to the brink of madness with frustration.
It didn’t matter to me if Yujeong suffered because of it.
I had given her the carrot, now it was time for the whip again.
No, a flick on the forehead.
Thwack!
“Hii!”
My merciless barrage of flicks rained down on Yujeong’s clit, which had become adorably swollen with excitement.
Thwack!
“Aah!”
Thwack thwack!
“Auuuh!”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Yujeong’s clit, which had been excited by her love for me, completely died and drooped. By then, Yujeong had released my arm from her breasts and crawled on her knees to almost the end of the bed.
“What are you doing? Come here!”
“No! You’re going to hit me again! Seriously, you, I don’t understand! Suddenly being nice, then suddenly hitting me! Suddenly saying you love me, then suddenly glaring at me like you want to kill me! I don’t understand, your feelings!”
What’s there not to understand? You know it well.
That’s exactly my purpose, Yujeong.
To confuse you.
To alternate between pain and pleasure, hatred and love, so that you confuse the two. Even though I’m just ruthlessly exploiting you, to make you mistakenly believe that I love you.
That’s my purpose, Yujeong.
Yujeong shook her head wildly and shed tears. So, with the sinister heart of a kidnapper luring a child with candy, I began to seduce Yujeong, a mother with a grown child, with my lollipop.
“Come on, don’t cry. Let’s suck on it, our Yujeong baby. Come here. Let’s suck it.”
Yujeong hiccuped and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, then slowly crawled toward where my cock was.
But,
No way.
Smack!
Right away, a cock slap.
“Gah!”
“It hurts-! …Ugh, why are you doing this again!”
“Yujeong, I love you.”
“Don’t talk nonsense… Who does this to someone they love….”
I stopped hitting Yujeong’s face with my cock, which had fallen to the floor, and kissed her face again. Of course, I didn’t make it long enough for her to climax. Just enough to alleviate the pain from being hit by my cock.
“Yujeong, do you love me?”
I asked, squeezing Yujeong’s cheeks with both hands, treating her like my pet.
“…I love you.”
Yujeong, fearing my violence again, told me honestly.
Good, well done. There’s a reward for honest children.
I sucked on Yujeong’s nipple after her lips.
“Uhhng.”
Just from sucking on it once, she lay down like a submissive dog, spreading her pussy and making a slutty expression. Disappointing, Yujeong.
I took my mouth off Yujeong’s nipple. Yujeong, who had thought I would suck on her nipple and pound her, looked at me in panic.
I grabbed Yujeong’s nipple tightly again.
“Don’t, it hurts….”
Yujeong mumbled, pushing my chest away with a weak hand, no longer knowing what was going on.
I stood up on the bed. And with my foot pressing down on Yujeong’s breasts, I asked her again.
“More than Yujin?”
“What?”
“Do you love me more than Yujin?”
“…Maybe? Our daughter has many opportunities even without you, but I only have you.”
I kicked the Ajumma’s breasts.
Thwack!
Who asked about the Ajumma’s pure love story?!
“Ugh!”
“Sis…. I love Yujeong, Yujin’s mom, more than your daughter Yujin. But it doesn’t seem like you feel the same. Aren’t you being too much? How can you do this to me?”
I pressed my foot against Yujeong’s face, which was sprawled out in a starfish position from my violence, and roughly interrogated her.
Like a couple on the verge of divorce asking their child whether they like Mom or Dad more, I was forcing Yujeong to make a cruel and childish choice.
“Me or Yujin? Choose.”
I lifted my foot that had been pressing down on Yujeong’s face. Yujeong slowly got up. Then, she lifted the blanket and wiped the tears from her face, muttering in a voice so faint it was almost inaudible.
“…Why are you asking me that?”
“Just answer!”
Yujeong, having wiped away all the tears from her face, looked straight into my eyes with a mother’s pride and declared firmly.
“Of course it’s my beloved daughter Yujin. To me, you’re just an affair partner!”
You bitch, I knew you’d say that. But that ends today too.
You too, and your daughter too. It’s over.
“Spread your legs.”
