Chapter 14 – My Secret Partner (5)
She’s finally lying next to her in bed with her. Her heart was beating fast as her heart was beating. She turned her body towards me and faced me and her face.
Her graceful and neat face appears before my eyes. Even with her light makeup, she had smooth skin that was unsuitable for her age, and her big eyes had small tears in her eyes. The warm warmth she exuded with each breath leaked from between her red lips. I wanted to lick her lips with my tongue right away.
“Thank you…”
She looked at me and said, slowly calming her cries.
“Come over here a little longer…”
I pulled her body closer towards her as she cut her arm inside her. The distance from her face was less than 10 cm.
“It’s okay… Think about it slowly.”
Said, patting her on the shoulder to reassure her as best she could in her sweet tone. It was just before the tears burst out of her eyes again.
Her tight chest was in front of me. I could feel her bra not fully covering her full breasts under the thin T-shirt. If I took off that bra, I felt like I could lick her standing nipples.
The first thing I did was to calm her down because she was sad, but my body didn’t react that way. Her seductive figure and the scent of shampoo wafting from her hair only irritated me more.
I lay on my side with an erection and pushed my butt back as far as I could. If I pushed my butt forward just a little, I could feel my stuff standing tight against her bare thighs.
Ah, my cock, stiff from the continued excitement, was raging. It felt like some liquid was leaking from the glans area and soaking my panties.
Lying in bed with her, I couldn’t help but comfort her. Because of her, I was in a situation where I needed comfort more than ever.
“Do not cry…”
I lifted her hand and slowly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards me. I held her slim waistline in my hand. Then, slowly, with force, he began to pull it toward me.
There was a strange tension between the two of us. The cold air wafting through the room felt like it was heating up for a moment. When my hand on her waist didn’t respond, I began to muster up a little more courage.
“Huh…”
A soft moan escaped her mouth as I pulled her back toward me with strength in my hand. I felt like I was going to lose my mind at the raunchy sounds that came out of my white face and red lips.
She, too, turned her body over and moved her head slowly into my arm, as if she didn’t want to come toward me. Encouraged, my hand circled around her waist and hips and slowly began to caress her.
Then I pulled my lower body forward and laid it slowly over her thighs. We were facing each other as I had one of her legs completely wrapped around her.
“Oh…”
The tip of my prick swelled up against her thighs. I could feel the feel of her tight thighs under the jean skirt, clearly on my left leg and on my middle cock. The hard erected glans was pressing gently against the inner area of her white thighs.
I’m sure she feels it too. She must have known that this feeling was her son’s friend’s big dick, no, not her friend’s son, but a male who was excited to see herself.
For a while, my stuff was touching her thighs. My excitement level had already risen to the extreme, and I wanted to take off my clothes right now.
Uncomfortable, she tossed and turned her body slightly. Then her thin T-shirt went up slightly over her belly. My hand, which was wandering around her waist, touched her bare skin. Slowly, I began to caress the band of her jean skirt and the waistline.
Her soft skin was transmitted to my fingertips. I pressed the area around her waist slowly, like tapping a piano key. The feel of her firm skin was repelling my hand.
“Sigh…”
From her red lips came a sound that I couldn’t tell whether it was breathing or moaning. Unlike her slightly parted lips, her eyes were closed.
My hand was slowly moving up into her thin tee. As if brushing against a soft surface, my hand gently caressed her back. I wanted to focus my attention on the tips of my fingers and stimulate even the soft hairs on her smooth skin.
She closed her eyes and stayed still. Her lips seemed to quiver slightly, but then her lips were pursed. When I touched her, her brow seemed to frown a little.
“Whoa…”
As I stroked her back, breath leaked out of her mouth involuntarily. Perhaps she too is feeling my rough breathing. My rapidly beating heart was telling me to be more courageous.
I stroked her back and now my hands were completely inside her clothes. I felt her soft skin on my hand.
Oh.
I felt something unusual in my hand. My hand reached the top of her bra strap.
“Huh…”
As my hand touched her underwear, her brow furrowed and a sigh leaked out of her mouth. She seemed deeply troubled, as if it hadn’t come this far. She had no idea what was going on in her head right now.
Should I stop here? How did I get to this place… Yes, 1 step back for 2 steps forward.
I slowly removed her hand from behind her back so she wouldn’t notice her. Then he slowly moved her hand around her buttocks and down the side of her thigh.
The place that went down the side of her hip was a strategic point. You absolutely must attack this place!
I grabbed her quivering heart and looked at her. Her eyes were still closed and her expression showed a little anxiety.
Her normally short jean skirt was slightly up her thighs. My hand moved in a slow circle from the side of her thigh.
“Huh…”
She was holding her exhaled breath. She seemed to wonder how far her hand would go.
I could feel her smooth thighs riding in my hand. My first impression of touching her thighs was firmness. The effect of her daily home training and grooming her own body was reflected in these thighs.
It made me want to rub my cock shaft against her thighs, which were not only firm but also firm.
As my hand moved to the inside of her thigh, I could feel her thighs pressing against each other. The flesh of her inner thighs was folded between the tight blue skirt. It was the first time I knew that you could feel extreme excitement in these folds of flesh.
“Huh…”
My hand slowly began to caress between her jean skirt and her thighs. A warm feeling could be felt between her thighs. When I touched her cold hand, she seemed to flinch a little too.
He slowly pressed her fingers down the inside of her thighs and smoothed her skin. My hand was stroking freely at her folded thighs, which stretched out under her blue skirt.
“Huh…Um…!”
A little further, it was towards her groin. I remembered her black silk knickers wrapped around my prick shaft in the bathroom. I wonder if she’s wearing silk panties today too. My hand became bolder as I thought of her erotic panties with holes in them.
The notice was now visible. I slowly moved my hand inside her thigh. In order to squeeze into the area covered by her thigh meat, I concentrated on the tip of my finger and brought it to the groin entrance.
How many centimeters Now, if I put my hand a little more, I’ll feel her pussy as it is. I wondered how much of her pubic hair might be. My cock shaft was twitching as if breathing, thinking of her moderately charred pubic hair.
“That… Stop… Ha…”
As I tried to open her inner thighs and slide my hand into her crotch, a voice leaked out of her mouth.
“Stop…Do it…Dongho…”
Her closed eyes opened. There were still faint tear marks around her eyes. You’re so pretty even when you cry I wanted to stop time and admire her face endlessly.
“Whoa…”
Instead of answering, I let out a deep sigh. How do you say stop here? I wanted to ask if you can’t feel my spouting stuff right now. The tip of my cock was already dripping with pre-cum, moistening my panties.
“We can’t do this…”
She got her words out with difficulty. She looked at me and said her words, but she also seemed to be talking to herself. I was curious about her sincerity.
I stared into her eyes. Her dark eyes were shining in front of my eyes. A red blush floated over her smooth skin. A warm glow had already spread from her face.
She didn’t avert my eyes. There was only silence in the room where the two of them were alone. The work of the vocal cords has long been forgotten by me. In this moment, my connection with her, her true friend and her partner, was all that mattered.
I thought I couldn’t miss this moment. If one day I look back on my life, I will regret this moment of not doing anything right now.
Looking at her face, I decided to keep her face now in her memory. I had to comfort her lovely face, her grieving her. A moment of silence passed, and I slowly brought my lips to her face.
Her eyes slowly began to close.
