Chapter 306 – 306. Jiyoung Kim & Bomi Kwak (29) Breath Control
“What are you doing? “Do you think he will be satisfied with moving like that?”
“Sigh… Yes, yes. Master… Ugh… Sigh…”
Jiyoung, who was gently penetrating Bomi’s vagina as usual, gasped at the stimulation of the dildo probing her vagina and anus every time she moved her hips, quickened her movements in response to Sungjae’s words.
‘Oh!?! Lord, master?!’
“Woooook?!?! Oh, oh oh!!!”
After Seongjae, who was talking nonsense about marriage and pregnancy, began to move his waist in earnest, Bomi was squirming, suffering from the pain piercing her throat that she had never gotten used to and the pleasure of the dildo scratching her vaginal wall and pressing against her cervix. When she began to move her hips and thrust her pussy more roughly than usual, she let out a cry and instinctively wrapped her slim legs around her slim waist.
Seongjae, with a satisfied expression on his face, looked satisfied at Bomi, who was trembling as she grabbed Jiyoung’s waist and tightened it as if she was going to crush Jiyoung’s waist, as if she was going to tear the bed cover, and looked at Jiyoung, who was shaking her voluptuous hips with her saliva dripping from between her open mouth. Said
“Okay. That’s all he has to do to be satisfied. Oh, and try to tighten his neck. The neckband isn’t bad, but it seems a little tight.”
“Ha… Yes. Master…”
Jiyoung, who knows how hard it is when her throat is tightened when her throat is eaten, and how dizzying pleasure comes when the difficulty passes, and she approaches the limit, answers her Seongjae’s command and places her beautiful hand on the outline of the cock. I took it to the clearly visible neck.
‘Well, still… If it’s what you, Lord, are doing…’
Bomi, who has no way of knowing such pleasure and does not want to know about it, was feeling relieved, thinking that it would be better than being treated by Sungjae even as her consciousness was gradually fading due to poor oxygen supply, when a thin and pretty finger touched her long, pretty neck. I wrapped my arms around it.
“Haa…”
A hand grasping her neck. In particular, Jiyoung let out a shallow moan at the powerful pulsation felt from her thumb passing over her bulge, and carefully strangled Bomi.
‘Keek?!’
The moment the pretty hand grabbed her throat, the flow of oxygen was completely blocked and Bomi, unable to even scream or moan, opened her eyes.
‘Su, breath! Breathe!!!’
Unlike before, when he was able to breathe for a moment when the dick slipped out, Bomi’s consciousness was fading at a rapid rate as he was unable to replenish even a little oxygen, and even in the meantime, Jiyoung and Sungjae’s continued pistoning made the speed even faster. I did it.
The body complaining of lack of oxygen began to wriggle wildly, crying out for survival, and the hand that was tearing the bed cover moved to remove the hand strangling it.
However, Seongjae grabbed the hand that was shaking and moving pitifully.
‘Oh, no! Soo, my breath!!! Breathe!!!’
Bomi tried her best to pull her hand out of Seongjae’s grasp, but her body, which had already begun to lose strength, did not move as he wanted.
Seongjae, who had suppressed such a small resistance, pinched Jiyoung’s neck, enjoying the tightness of the mucous membrane that was wriggling frantically and the subtle feeling of Jiyoung’s grip.
-Tsk! Squeak! Jjilkkeok!
‘Ah… Lord, I’m dying… Ah… Lord, you are my master… Love…’
In her fading mind, Bomi struggles for her survival, unable to distinguish whether she is feeling pleasure or pain, right before her consciousness is cut off.
-Tzuuuuu!
Seongjae, who realized that the tightness of her mucous membrane had subtly changed and that Bomi had reached her limit, pulled out almost all the cock he had shoved deep into her throat, and Jiyoung’s hand was frantically shaking her hips and tightening Bomi’s neck.
At that moment, Bomi, whose breathing space was freed, frantically inhaled her breath.
-Hmph! Breathe! Hmm!!!
‘Aaaaah!’
When Bomi, feeling the strange coolness of the oxygen spreading throughout her body and the indescribable pleasure that followed, let out her heartfelt moans.
“Oh…?”
She was excited by the situation of fucking another slave with her master, something no one had ever done before. Jiyoung was shaking her waist frantically, wrapped around her strong legs, and saw Seongjae holding her hand with her stupid expression.
“Why? Kill me? “I’ll have to wait and see the reaction.”
Only then did Jiyoung realize what mistake she had made and urgently called out to Bomi, who was writhing around her body.
“Bo, it’s Bomi?! Bomi?!”
However, Bomi, whose brain had already melted from the rush of dopamine and endorphins, was unable to respond to Jiyoung’s call.
‘Ah! ‘Aaaaah!’
As she ran out of oxygen, it turned black and then brightened again. Before her eyes, Bomi had suddenly turned white. She had forgotten that she was holding Sungjae’s cock in her mouth and that her pussy was being eaten by Jiyoung. She surrendered her body to the pleasure she never wanted to know.
Of course, Seongjae, who had no intention of just watching Bomi enjoy her pleasure, started moving her waist again as soon as the rough breathing on her scrotum subsided.
-Tsk! Squeak! Squeak!
Bomi, who had been lost in her pleasure, returned to reality as her huge cock began to penetrate the mucous membrane of her esophagus again.
‘Ugh?! My, what am I doing now!?!? Did you feel pleasure?!’
As Bomi, who had been unable to acknowledge the pleasure she felt just a few seconds ago, was in shock, Sungjae opened her mouth.
“Tighten again.”
Jiyoung, who was worried that something was wrong with Bomi, heard her command to strangle her again and looked at Seongjae, who swallowed her saliva and began to thrust her throat again.
When she was so excited that she was shaking her waist frantically, Seongjae smiled calmly when he saw Jiyoung with her worried eyes.
“You heard it too. Breathing. “I gave you time to catch your breath, so tighten it again.”
“Oh, I understand. “Master.”
Jiyoung, who remembered her heavy breathing as soon as she released the hand that was squeezing her neck, answered cautiously and brought her hand to Bomi’s neck again.
‘Okay. When her master ate her pussy, when she felt like she was going to die from suffocation, Bomi must have felt the thrilling pleasure she felt as she inhaled.’
Jiyoung shakes off any remaining lingering anxiety as she remembers the pleasure she felt when she had her throat fucked, and Jiyoung twisted her tight throat into a deformed shape as the cock shuttled down her gullet. I felt her movements and pierced Bomi’s pussy.
Bomi, who was barely able to breathe in enough oxygen to catch her breath, soon felt that she was having difficulty breathing, and this time, Sungjae opened her windpipe just before she closed her eyes and fainted.
‘Hee?!’
The moment Bomi’s oxygen circulated around her body, it was an intracerebral drug that took over her brain in an instant. Her body fluttered once again in the pleasure given by the substance. Seongjae, who waited for Bomi’s breathing to subside, took control of her brain again.
After repeating her breath control with her cock and Jiyoung’s hand again and again, Seongjae stuck her cock deep inside Bomi’s throat, her mind half collapsing, and gave her what she had endured all this time.
-Beautiful! Damn! Wow! Damn!
Her sticky semen pressed against her airway and spurted from the throbbing cock, slowly flowing into her stomach, guided by the peristalsis of her writhing esophagus.
‘Oh!?! Oooooh!?!? Poetry, I hate it!!!’
Bomi, whose mind was on the verge of collapse but held on, writhed and screamed at the disgusting sensation flowing down her esophagus.
However, unlike Bomi, her body, which was on the verge of losing consciousness due to lack of oxygen and then received oxygen and repeatedly struggled with dizzying pleasure countless times, learned that dizzying pleasure awaits after suffocation. I twitched slightly, anticipating the pleasure that would follow.
However, she had already enjoyed her Bomi so much that even when her sex material indicated that her sticky mucous membrane had reached its limit, she did not take out her dick and soon her Bomi’s body went limp.
Only then did the saint pull away Jiyoung’s hand and take out his dick that was filling her throat.
-Tzuuuuu!
Her sticky thread stretched and broke between the cock that came out of her throat and her moist, shiny lips as it skimmed the sticky, stretched mucous membrane.
Seongjae noticed that Bomi, with her face and hair stained with the obscene fluid that leaked out every time she pistoned, with her head hanging down, was exhaling weakly through her open mouth and nose. Seongjae stuck the dildo into Bomi’s vagina and wondered what to do. I said this to Jiyoung, who was watching without knowing.
“That’s a well-made pussy. “I think it still needs a little more polishing, but it was a good gift.”
Jiyoung, who was worried that her Seongjae might be angry when she saw Bomi fainting without even saying thank you, would have been furious if her Bomi had been conscious.
I answered the evaluation with a bright smile.
“Ah! Thank you for liking Bomi’s shortcomings! Master! As the master said, we will strive to improve our shortcomings and provide better service! Please continue to use me and Bomi for a long time!”
‘It’s okay! Bomi seems to have fallen in love with the pleasure that the Master gives her, and the Master also likes Bomi, so as time passes, Bomi will no longer have a hard time because of me! From now on, all you have to do is be happy and be loved by your master!’
She was grateful with a voice full of joy. Jiyoung thought that everything had gone according to plan. As she was rejoicing, she noticed that Sungjae was wiping his cock with her unstained hair and the sweat running down her body. He said while wiping with a towel.
“Then get ready. “I’m going out.”
