Chapter 169 – Your Breast Milk in My Mouth (1)
“Ahhhhh!”
“Ha… Kinda. Please be quiet!”
In the late morning, the sound of a baby’s cry, never heard before, broke through the master bedroom and into the living room.
Was the baby’s cry that loud?
I don’t know how many times today. A child who is not even 100 days old has come into our house. Something unimaginable was happening.
“Oops… Is my baby awake again?”
I couldn’t stand it any longer and went into the living room to say something, but Mi-kyung was up first.
“Eh! Aww! Aww! Ah yes!”
“Oooh. Oh goo. My baby, let’s ask this first. Slow right Slowly… Ha…”
Mi-kyung, who was halfway off her bra, reacted surprisingly quickly. As her child began to cry, she took the large breast out of her bra and held it against her child’s mouth.
The nipples protruding above the white skin looked 1.5 times larger than usual. Her baby’s tight lips took hold of her nipple and began to suck on it.
And…
“Haa… That’s right. Eat slowly so you don’t get upset…”
Mi-kyung’s voice, still awake, was sexy and low. She felt a tingling sensation in her belly as she nursed her baby, brushing her long straight hair behind her.
Ahh… I can’t write like this.
The child, who had been sucking on her side with her big straw sucking, fell asleep again in her arms before she knew it.
Soon after, Mi-kyung noticed that I was looking at her and smiled.
That… That foxy bitch!
“Is Dong-ho really the father of this child…?”
Before I knew it, the girl I loved pushed right next to me and was asking Mi-kyung. Unlike her, whose face had gone white, Mi-kyung had her legs crossed and a smile on her lips.
“Then I came all this way because I am a child. Look at the face Eyes, nose, mouth, every finger and toe, there’s nothing that doesn’t look alike. It doesn’t look like you.”
Mi-kyung was slowly lifting her child, who was still sleeping soundly, and checking on her.
“Don’t believe me. This is all shit. No matter where you look, he is my child.”
Unbeknownst to me, an urgent voice came out. It was a big deal for Jung-a to know this, but it was also a big problem for her to believe Mi-gyeong’s words straight away.
“Ha… Dongho… Is this for real? Are you really my child?”
“Ah! Because it is not!”
Contrary to my excuse, water was moistly forming around her eyes. Her shock must have been greater because she was preparing for her new beginning with me after her divorce.
“Haa… How about this…”
As Mi-kyung looked at Jung-ah, who was crying with her head down, the corner of her mouth grinned.
That’s how Mi-kyung and her father’s unknown child’s amazing cohabitation began.
Fuck. Does this make sense
To be a father of a child at my age and not even enlisted in the military yet. Even with a child whose seed he was, he was not sure if the father of the child was the real me.
“For now, just for a while. I’ll stay until I’m 100 years old. Otherwise I have nowhere to go. Really.”
At the end, Mi-kyung also appealed for her pity. No matter how beautiful she was like a fox, it was impossible for her to take her child alone and let her go down the street.
In the end, Mi-kyung had no choice but to unpack her things at our house. Since she had to sleep with her child, I had no choice but to give her the main room, and I had to lay her down on the sofa in the living room.
Fuck. It’s mine!
He thought that after 100 days, Mi-kyung would expel the bitch. The hidden child of her who had her marriage right in front of her nose. I just laughed at the setting like a morning drama.
The problem wasn’t the child.
“Dongho. I have cooked rice. Eat before it gets cold.”
Every evening when she returns from school, Mi-kyung prepares her own dinner. For some reason, she was serving a variety of dishes, and every day, she was putting out a dinner table that was burdensome and bent.
“Oh, don’t wear it.”
“Why? I’m wearing it because I want to wear it. I’m also from this family, shouldn’t I do something?”
My family sucks…
“I will wash first. Eat and soak the bowl.”
Mi-kyung’s aegyo mixed with her snoring made her irritated, but when she saw the food she had prepared, she couldn’t complain easily.
Galbi-jjim, side dishes with various herbs, soybean paste stew, and sometimes chicken soup. She prepared things that would help her nourishment and even took care of my nutrition.
Mistress… It’s burdensome.
A bigger problem occurred at night.
She came out of her shower and started cleaning her bedroom and living room. However, her outfit was very, very light.
Wearing her ivory-colored cotton panties, no bra, and only a T-shirt, she was pushing her vacuum cleaner back and forth, twitching her big ass.
“Hey. Can’t you just wear some clothes in someone else’s house?”
She scolded her several times, but she didn’t listen to her easily because she was originally dressed like this at her house.
Under…
As she was on her cell phone in her living room, the half-naked woman caught her eye. Under her panties, his gaze kept going to the flesh of her bouncy buttocks. Whether she knew my gaze or not, her clothes were getting bolder and bolder.
Gulp…
Occasionally, on days when she took off her bra, her big straw bobbed up and down, creating a strange appearance. She was so full of breastfeeding that her huge tits swayed toward me as if they were saying hello.
“Why? Do you want to see your body?”
“Damn! What nonsense are you talking about? Hmm… Hmm…”
Sometimes I got caught looking at them and even got teased. As much as that, her life with her has a lot of new things to adapt to.
***
“Come in. Don’t stay there.”
Mi-kyung, who placed her nipple in her child’s mouth, called me out in a low voice. She, too, covered it with a blanket, as if she was ashamed to open her all-white straw.
“Didn’t you come to see the baby?”
“I miss you. I didn’t cry today, so I just came to see you.”
It was true. Why don’t you wake up and sleep well today? Rather, it was awkward because he didn’t cry.
“Chi… Or not. But how long are you going to make me call you baby?”
“Yes?”
“A person must have a name. How long have you been born and still don’t have a name?”
This year is real
“No, why are you asking me? I need to find the father of the child and ask him to give me an official name!”
“Shh! I will wake you up.”
“Sir… Really…”
The child was sleeping soundly under Mi-kyung’s breast, not even knowing that she was talking.
“Are you really going to do that all the way? Now is the time to admit it.”
“Huh… Why am I admitting it? I can’t even prepare to marry Jung-ah because of the auntie.”
“Don’t do that. Please erase the name Look how cute he is.”
Mi-kyung removed her blanket and showed her child’s face. To be honest, her red-hot white skin caught her eyes more than the child who was sleeping soundly.
Damn… That’s fucking big, really.
“Look closely. Details. Her head shakes as if she is talking in her sleep. Aren’t they so cute?”
She was talking excitedly about her child. In my eyes, they all looked the same, but Ji’s child seems to feel different.
“Breastfeeding… Will you continue breastfeeding?”
The sight of her bulging nipples piqued my curiosity. I wondered how much milk came out of that huge udder.
“Why? Would you like to eat too?”
“Yes?”
“Aren’t you asking out of curiosity?”
“What… What!”
“Taste of breast milk.”
“No…”
Mikyung lifted both of her large breasts with her hands, she said. Her voluptuous breasts swayed strangely up and down at her touch.
“Why is my husband… No, my ex-husband was very curious. Sometimes she sucked mine instead of the child.”
She was ashamed and continued to massage her tits.
In the moonlight shining through the window, her breasts appeared even whiter.
“If you’re curious… Would you like to suck it?”
“What… What?”
“Suck it. I’m serious.”
There was a tinge of color in her eyes as she looked straight into my eyes. A face that wants to attack me at any moment. It reminded me of the last time I begged my vocal cords to burst the fountain.
“It’s okay… It’s okay. Why am I sucking on the baby sucking?”
“Why? Because it’s okay. Come this way.”
A mixture of coquetry and charm came out of her mouth. Grabbing her tits, she half-raised herself and placed her white breasts in front of her face.
“Ruler. Oh, do it.”
“What are you doing really… Get away from me.”
“No way. Oh, try it.”
“Ah really… Stop it… Yup…!”
Watery…
Something like a hard bump pushed into her mouth. And the soft, chewy texture felt on her lips.
Mikyung began pushing her own right areola and nipple into her gaping mouth. The feel of her large D-cup breasts in her hand melted in her mouth.
“Eup… Huh…”
“Haa… Lick it lightly with your tongue.”
Her sweet voice tickled her ears.
Ah… I can’t do this…
The weight of her breasts pressing against my face was getting heavier.
“Haa… Open your mouth more…”
“Haa…”
