Chapter 124 – 124. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bo-Mi (15) as Owners. As a Slave.
“Stop. It will be full now.”
Bomi, who had been masturbating with a bottle of soju, frantically moving her buttocks, stopped her waist at Sungjae’s words and straightened her wobbly thighs.
-Tseueueuppap!
Seongjae looked at the soju bottle full of love juice placed under Bomi’s cunt, which was still dripping with sticky liquid, and grabbed Jiyoung’s buttock, still suffering from climax.
“Hey! Whoops!”
Jiyoung, who felt a violent hand gripping her buttocks in her foggy mind, burst out of her mouth, and Sungjae, who confirmed that Jiyoung’s spirit had returned, pulled out her cock from her chewy cunt. Opened the mouth of
“The slave even took the punishment for you, so you don’t think you’re going to hand over the cleaning to her, right?”
“Huh… I-I’ll clean it up. Master…”
Jiyoung answered, regretting that the satisfaction her cock had given her, which had been lodged deep in her cunt, stuck out her tongue at the pool of juice on her mirror.
“Lord, Master?! Now, wait a minute!!!”
Bomi, who was sitting on her mirror and catching her breath, saw Jiyoung licking her juices and shouted in a hurry, but her tongue didn’t stop.
– Grandpa!
Moving her tongue without stopping despite Bomi’s restraint, Jiyoung scooped up a bit of the viscous liquid that had pooled on her mirror and put it into her mouth.
‘Ha ha… The taste of a sister…’
Feeling the slightly sour taste spreading in her mouth, Jiyoung swallowed her juice and stuck out her tongue again.
“I-I will do it! I-I’ll clean it all up!”
Bomi, who couldn’t help but watch Ji-young, who had already suffered enough, swallow her love juice and see her sticking out tongue again, cried out in a loud voice, and then put her mouth on the mirror without hesitation.
-Chuuuuu!!!
She didn’t just lick it like zinc, but Bomi put her lips to the mirror and started sucking her juice, and he swallowed her own juice she had never tasted in her life.
‘Oh, no. My sister who worked hard again… I, I have to do more.’
Seeing Bomi sucking her juices in front of her, Ji-young also fell in love with him, so she pressed her lips to her mirror and began to suck her juices.
-Chuu-eup!!!
Seongjae, who wiped himself with a wet tissue and a towel while watching the master and slave sucking the juice as if they were competing with each other, by the time Seongjae got all dressed up, the remaining love juice on the mirror had disappeared without a trace.
“The mandible… Cleaning… I’m done. Master… I’m sorry…”
Seongjae, who looked at Jiyoung, who was reporting to herself while her panting, pointed at one of hers with a strange smile.
“I think there’s one left over there?”
She slowly shifted her gaze to Ji-young, who looked at where Seong-jae was pointing, and saw a soju bottle full of love liquid fixed on the mirror.
“Huh… That, that’s…”
And even in her Bomi’s eyes, the soju bottle filled with her own love liquid, which her Seongjae was pointing at, entered.
‘This crazy bastard can’t believe it!’
She couldn’t believe it, she wanted to ask her to drink the liquid from the soju bottle, but Bomi, who had felt over and over again that her Seongjae would be enough, hurriedly before her Seongjae opened her mouth to give her orders. Shouted
“I-I’ll throw it away!”
Seongjae looked at Bomi who was tearing off the soju bottle fixed on the mirror and said coldly.
“If you want to fill another bottle, go ahead.”
‘Pup!’
Bomi, who tried to raise her body with a soju bottle full of her love juice, stopped her movement, cursing at her Sungjae inside her.
Seongjae pointed at the bottle of soju Bomi was holding with her chin and said.
“Drink. It was prepared by a slave. It’s a drink full of slave love. Is not it?”
“Haha… Yes. Master…”
Ji-young, who responded with a trembling voice to Seong-jae, who seemed to be laughing happily, reached out and grabbed the soju bottle that Bomi was holding.
“Lord, Master… This, this…”
“Heheh… Gwa, it’s okay… Anything from Bomi is fine… Haha…”
As if she couldn’t give it to her, she clutched the soju bottle tightly and looked at herself with trembling eyes while shaking her head. Soothing Bomi, Ji-young snatched the green glass bottle from which the lukewarm liquid dripped.
-Gulp.
“Ahhhhh… Lord, Master… Then… Eh, I’ll drink…”
Reported by her trembling voice, Jiyoung brought the spout of her soju bottle to her mouth.
‘Haha… Uh, it was in her sister’s cunt… Sooooo…’
Remembering that the long muzzle in front of her eyes had been poking Bomi’s cunt just a little while ago, Jiyoung groaned softly and put the mouth of her soju bottle to her mouth. Then, slowly she began to inhale the liquid in the bottle.
-Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…
‘Ah… Jiyoungie… My, my…’
Bomi looked at the bottle of soju with her chin lifted slightly, her contents disappearing little by little with each movement of Jiyoung’s neck, but there was nothing she could do.
“Haah … All, you drank. Master…”
Seongjae, who watched Bo-mi sadly looking at the bottle of soju that was lifted higher and higher, smiled and asked Ji-young, who had put down the bottle of soju that had been completely emptied.
“Did it taste good?”
There was only one answer Jiyoung could give to Seongjae’s question.
“Haha… Yes. No, it was delicious… Sooooo…”
Seongjae gently stroked Jiyoung’s cheek as she answered with her eyes wide open.
“I’ll let you drink often. Rest. Ah. Don’t forget to pamper Bomi, who suffered because of you.”
After her words, Seongjae left the room, and as soon as Bomi heard the sound of the front door opening and closing, she hugged Jiyoung, who was still exhaling her breath.
“Haa… You worked hard. Master…”
Ji-young, who was chewing on Seong-jae’s words to love her Bomi, felt her soft skin against her own back and her hands wrapped around her own body, and turned her head slightly behind her and said.
“Haa… No… My sister had a hard time… Haeuk… And the owner is gone too… It’s okay if you don’t call me master…”
It would have been the case in the past, but Bomi, who had been told by Seongjae that she would hold Ji-young responsible for all the mistakes and mistakes she made, could not follow Ji-young’s words.
“No… I think it’s the right thing to do in order not to make a mistake like today. Master. So, Master, please treat me like a slave.”
“That, but…”
Bomi said, hugging the restless Jiyoung even more tightly in her arms.
“Are you okay. As long as I have my master, anything is fine. So don’t worry too much.”
Feeling the love contained in Bomi’s voice in her ears, Ji-young can’t accept her love, but she decides to let Bomi at least make her feel happy and happy. I released her arms and turned her body around.
And took her own mouth to her own mouth of her bommie, who looked at herself with her puzzled eyes.
– Chuu!
“Ooh?! Whoops!!!”
Feeling that their thick lips met and the slippery tongue protruding from between them licked her lips, Bomi looked away in bewilderment at Jiyoung’s aggressive behavior, who rarely had sexual contact except when there was a direct order from Sungjae. He rose to his feet, but soon closed his eyes and opened his mouth to accept Jiyoung’s tongue as he licked his lips.
Jiyoung’s tongue, poking between her gaping lips, writhed coquettishly in search of her Bomi’s tongue, and soon the two tongues began to intertwine in her Bomi’s mouth.
– Chew-up! Chew! Chew! Chun!
The lewd sound of the two tongues mating flowed between their lips and filled the small room in an instant.
‘Haa… Jiyoungie… Master’s tongue… Soggy… It’s delicious…’
Bomi, who began to call Ji-young ‘Master’ not only from the words she uttered out of her mouth, but also from her thoughts alone, enjoyed the pleasure of Ji-young’s tongue that came into her mouth and trampled her tongue, feeling slightly smaller than herself. Gently hugged the gentle owner’s body.
‘Huh… Sister… I’m sorry Bomi… There’s nothing I can do for you…’
Feeling a hand wrapped around her own back, Jiyoung apologized to her Bomi inwardly, and she embraced the body of her slave, her sister who had always been a source of strength to her.
‘The mandible … This is also because of what you said before the baby went, but … I like it …
‘I can’t accept your heart… But I’ll hurt you every time… Haa… But I’ll do my best so that you can feel the pleasure…”
Between the lips of Jiyoung and Bomi, who hugged each other and tasted each other’s tongues, sticky saliva leaked out little by little and flowed down their pretty jawlines. It landed on four lumps of flesh that were being crushed here and there.
‘Hasssss… Master… I love you…’
‘Haa… Bomiya…’
Feeling the saliva dripping down their chins onto their chests, the two hugged each other tighter, rubbing their lips more vigorously and mingling their tongues. For a long time even after each other’s breasts were coated with sticky saliva. Until a small puddle of saliva formed between the breasts that were crushing against each other.
