Chapter 83 – Keeping My Girl (1)
“Haha…”
Mi-kyung, pouring out a bunch of pleasure, is gasping for her breath. Her voluptuous breasts sway up and down her body with each breath she exhales. The juices she squirted out of her were puddles on her bed sheets.
“Wow… Fuck…”
An exclamation of admiration escapes from the vocal cords. I never thought I would actually see the scene of the fountain exploding that I only saw in porn. Her vocal cords slam her crotch, mesmerized by the wondrous scene.
The scene of her spouting fountain is captured on the camera screen of her cell phone. Soon after, her body trembled, and at the end of her pleasure, other scenes were recorded intact.
“Look at this. It’s great.”
Vocal cords scream at her gasping Mi-kyung. He was actually quite reminded of the fountain he had never seen before.
“Haha…”
Mi-kyung is enjoying the afterglow of her sex without answering her voice. She, too, had not yet come to her senses from the pleasure she had felt for the first time in her life.
“Did you like it?”
“Haha… I don’t know… Don’t ask.”
Mi-kyung covers her face with her hands as if embarrassed by the question about her vocal chords. Her love juices from her exhalation were still pooling on the bed sheets.
Bitch bitch…
It’s not enough to feel the climax of her vocal cords, and I hate her for bursting into her fountain for some reason. Anyone could see that she felt more joy in her relationship with her vocal cords than in her relationship with me.
For some reason, I felt resentful as if something I owned was taken away.
Fuck you… Let’s see.
Even if it was Mi-kyung, she couldn’t be deprived of the girl I loved. There will come a day when the vocal cords grab my legs and beat me to the ground begging. Thinking of her beloved, her, her, brought a smile to her lips.
“But I’m not done yet.”
“What?”
His vocal cords were still upright against the ceiling. The stem of his cock was dripping with the juices from Mi-kyung’s girlfriend.
“Oh, no!”
Her vocal cords rise above her body, which is still lying in pleasure. She then places her own ugly object between her skinny legs.
“Huh…!”
“Haha!”
A hot moan erupted from the vocal cords and from her mouth as the thick phallus of her vocal cords dug into her cunt.
“Ah… Don’t!”
Mi-kyung tried to push her vocal chords away, but she couldn’t do it. Her vocal cords clamp her own cock shaft between her legs with a more violent gesture than before.
“Haagh…!”
The stiff vocal cords dig deep into her red-hot vagina. The entrance to her vagina, which was still wet with love juice, was wide open.
“Stop…!”
“Fuck… Hang on.”
“Huh…!”
Seongdae lightly ignored Mi-kyung’s pleas. To him, Mi-kyung was nothing more than a source of semen for her to satisfy her lust.
Puck… Puck… Puck… Puck…!
Tickle… Tickle…
The thick prick of her vocal cords penetrated deep into Mi-kyung’s pink flesh. She turns her head to the side and lets out a deep moan at the prick of her vocal cords.
“Ha!”
“Ha… Go back.”
The vocal cords pull out the prick shaft, which is deeply embedded in Mi-kyung’s pussy. His thick cock slipped and bounced.
“Haha…”
Mi-kyung’s body trembled at the excitement that came over him again. Her vocal cords force her body inside out by putting her hand on her hip.
“Whoa…”
Her voluptuous ass comes right into the field of vision of her vocal cords. The flesh of her pubic hair, already reddened, was swaying appetizingly.
“Omg…!”
Mikyung takes the prick of her vocal chord, her voluptuous breasts pouring forward. Her vocal chords hardened as more blood rushed to the cock as she licked her back.
Puck… Puck… Puck…!
The shaft of her vocal cords, driven deep into her cunt, made a strange grinding noise.
“Ha… Fuck…”
“Haha…!”
With her voluptuous thighs and buttocks soaring to the limit, the sensation of ejaculation quickly rushes to the prick of the vocal cords in her strange figure.
Puck… Puck… Puck…!
Slap!
The vocal cords begin to imprint her palms on the voluptuous Mi-kyung’s ass.
“Haha!”
Mi-kyung’s moans turn into screams each time her vocal chords hit Mi-kyung’s ass. Her white buttocks are left with handprints.
Slap!
Puck…! Puck…! Puck!
The vocal cords drive the cock shaft deeper into the flesh of her cunt. With the faster piston, Mi-kyung’s pussy is mercilessly pierced.
Slap! Slap!
“It hurts…! Stop!”
The palms of her vocal chords left her buttocks red with bar marks. Clearly, the palm prints of her vocal chords are engraved on her voluptuous buttocks.
Slap!
“Haha…! It hurts… Please… Stop!”
“Heo-euk… Hee-euk…”
The sound of Mi-kyung’s pleading moaning causes blood to rush to the prick in her vocal cords.
“Ha!”
“Ha ha… Ha ha!”
After a few pistons, the body of the vocal cords begins to tremble. A thick layer of jism dripped from her vocal chords into her cunt.
“Haaaaa…!”
A hot moan escapes from Mi-kyung’s mouth, and her red-hot buttock shakes up and down.
Hands on her vocal chords gripped her silence followed, pushing the prick shaft deeper.
Honey cake… Honey rice cake…
The thick vocal cords of the phallus twitched, pouring copious amounts of dense semen into Mi-kyung’s pussy.
“Ha…”
“Fuck…”
When the ejaculation of the vocal cords filling Mi-kyung’s pussy is over, her vocal cords bend forward toward Mi-kyung.
“Haha…”
Mi-kyung and her vocal chords begin to fill the room with hot moans. His vocal cords inserted the cock shaft into Mi-kyung’s cunt and felt her breath.
“Did you like it?”
“It hurts…”
Mi-kyung closes her eyes, holding her breath, as if she has no energy to answer. Inside her cunt, thick semen from her vocal cords flowed down her thighs.
–
– Clap.
Vocal cords exit the motel. I leave the closet and walk next to Mi-kyung in a white gown. I had been locked in a closet for so long that my legs were numb.
“Are you okay?”
“…”
When asked how she was doing, Mi-kyung did not answer.
“That bastard took a picture of my face… What if the video goes viral?”
Mikyung said with a worried face. It seemed that her vocal cords were referring to a sex video she had filmed a while ago. Her vocal cords held a video of her being driven into the prick shaft, and of her moaning as she burst into her fountain.
She seemed worried that someone would see the video of her own humiliating moment.
“If only the internet came up…”
That’s your fault… I wanted to say, but I needed the video for my beloved girl.
“I will bring it.”
“What?”
“I’ll take that video from you.”
“Really? Is it possible?”
At my enthusiastic words, her expression brightens a little.
Although I was a little offended that she was more excited about sex with her vocal cords than with me, she was what I needed now. Until the girl I love becomes completely mine, she will have to support me by my side.
“Please…”
There was sincerity in her big eyes.
“Please contact me.”
–
I was anxiously waiting for the right time. My dear, I am watching her timing, waiting for the moment when she is alone in her house.
[Can I go today?]
[No… Today the uncle came. Shall I go up?]
I could have called my dear girl to my house, but now is the time for her to take her one-of-a-kind.
Unfortunately, I had no choice but to promise the next one.
[I want to meet her at her house.]
[Um… This weekend?]
[What about the vocal cords and the uncle?]
[Vocal cord said she was coming to sleep over at her friend’s house, and the uncle said he was going fishing…]
The opportunity has come. This weekend would be her golden opportunity to make her wholly mine.
[Then I will go this weekend.]
[Okay.]
Yes!
I entered D-DAY on my calendar. There are only a few days left to make her wholly mine.
Her breakup with her, which was difficult every time, is now over.
– Wiingwiing
The ringing of the cell phone interrupts my delusion that is running the circuit of hope. An unwelcome name floated on the screen.
Fuck…
Heo Soo-yeon.
Again why!?
I carefully press the call button.
[Hello…]
[Don’t you answer the phone quickly?]
As expected, it was Kusari from the beginning of the call.
[What are you doing…]
[Not interested. Pick up when the phone rings three times. Okay?]
Fuck year…
[This weekend. Leave the promise
[What!?]
[Don’t make me say it twice. It’s booked for this weekend, so leave it empty.]
It was like a thunderclap. She had just finished her appointment with her beloved, her, and her. She couldn’t just root her out and go to her sex part-time job.
[Oh, I’m having a hard time this weekend…]
[Don’t be late.]
Pop…
Ah… Fuck… REALLY!!!!
Su-yeon didn’t listen to me and hung up on her.
– Kakao Talk!
Another message rings out to me who is angry.
[You know how to do nonsense, right?]
Heo Su-yeon tramples on my will until the end. She was an excellent manager. To be precise, she is a ‘virtuous manager’.
I’m leaving…
My mind goes blank. This weekend was a great opportunity to get all the cards in my hands.
However, due to Heo Soo-yeon, everything is in danger of being ruined. In the end, it was a race against time.
Impatient, I think of a slightly more risky plan.
Fuck… Let’s see who wins. Bitch
