Chapter 171 – White Cocks and Black Cocks (2)
Sandy Beach, who was extremely nervous, and the crowd following him. It looked like a regular meeting with buyers, but it was different for us.
My wife holding my hand. Anxiety flickered in his big eyes. Her legs, stretched out under her wife’s skirt, were drawn inward.
A group of foreigners following the beach.
Among them, a dark-skinned black man looked around the hotel lobby in wonder. She was a foreigner, so she was unrecognizable at first sight, but she looked the youngest of them all.
In an instant, the black man checked on me and his wife and winked. And the man who looked at her wife, pursed her lips and whistled.
Her wife turned a blind eye and turned away from his gaze.
Today, wearing a dress neatly, she looked very elegant. She chose a sophisticated black color from top to bottom and gave points with gold all over the top and bottom.
Even at a glance, hundreds of high-end dresses. It’s probably more expensive than the ones I’ve gifted in the past.
The wife managed to pull the skirt down over her thighs. But the more she did it, the more the skirt hung on her bouncy hips seemed like it would keep going up.
“Are you okay…?”
If it’s hard… You can run away now. I wanted to say But my wife held her hand tightly and was pensive, with only a slight nod of her head.
Really last…
If Baeksajang kept its promise, the two of us could escape our fear of Lee Hwa-soo.
How long has it been?
Wheein… Wheein…
Finally, the cell phone rang. The name floating on the screen is, of course, Baeksajang. I carefully answered the phone.
“After… Somewhere.”
The voice of the white sandy beach that lay low. Meeting with them didn’t seem so easy.
“This is the lobby. I was waiting.”
“Hmm… I’m not in a good mood right now…”
The White Sander blurted out his words.
“I think you should come up.”
“…”
“Keep that in mind. It’s really important. If things don’t work out… You know?”
Sandy Beach was half a favor, half a threat. The scenario Baeksajang had told me in advance, I couldn’t easily answer his suggestion.
“Come up in five minutes.”
Pop…
His phone hung up and I grabbed my head. I’ve drawn scenarios in my head a few times, but it’s a picture that doesn’t come to mind easily.
In an instant, strength was in her wife’s hands. She rather looked at me and nodded her head, her eyes twinkling as if she was ready.
“I’m sorry, Seungyoun…”
What is the use of an apology now, but I am also a human being. If I could stand in her place, she would do it a hundred times.
“Let’s go…”
A dry sound came from her wife’s mouth. She looked in the mirror for a moment and corrected her makeup. The image of her applying lip on her plump lips, her visit to her shop, was like watching her wedding studio shoot.
Beautiful.
My wife, but she was so pretty. To the point where I don’t know how I am her husband.
Again… Again…
To the place where the sandy beach calls. My wife and I are heavy on our steps. She grabs the skirt that keeps going up over her hips and pulls it down on her.
Again… Again…
31st floor. Suite.
I swallowed a sweet saliva in front of the door. Finally, he holds her wife’s hand tightly and strokes her face.
My love…
Clap. Awesome…
Even her short time with her did not wait for the sandy beach. The door opened, revealing his figure with his tie loosened before he knew it. His face flushed red, and he looked like he had already had a few of his drinks.
“Huh… Don’t be nervous. Just do what you prepared. Only as ordered. Okay?”
Baeksajang frowns and accepts the promise. For a moment, I was startled to think that his big hand was gripping his fist.
“Seungyeon-ssi too… Make sure to do your best today.”
“…”
In response to his secret words, his wife cautiously nodded her head.
Awesome…
When Sandy Beach opened the door, a light breath escaped from his wife’s mouth.
In a dark room, a place that looks like a room for at least 4 people. Two rooms. Only scarlet light was pouring from the living room nightstand.
And various wines and sake glasses placed on the table.
However…
Something strange caught my eye. A tool that must have been seen somewhere.
Syringe…?
Syringes strewn across the table. Next to it, there were rubber bands and white powdered medicine.
Syringes that had already been used were scattered here and there, and the foreigners I saw earlier were seated across from them.
“Oh shit!”
Seeing us, the black man from earlier let out a big exclamation. No, to be precise, seeing my wife’s image, not me.
His white shirt contrasting with his dark skin was rolled up to his forearms, and he too had needle marks on his arms.
What is this…
Fuck…
A chill ran down his spine. Used syringes, rubber bands tied to arms… Scenes I’ve seen on the news.
Next to the black man were two foreigners who looked like they were already asleep. They were breathing lightly with their heads tilted back as if they were drugged or drunk.
“Gentleman, thank you for waiting. Hey is my food land! Jinwoo, and Seungyeon!”
Baeksajang, slightly tongue-twisted, introduced us with a forced smile.
Then a large white man and a black man clapped and blew whistles. Unlike the relatively quiet white man, the young black man was scanning his wife’s body.
“What are you doing!? Not saying goodbye.”
The white sand master muttered lowly. Hotol immediately flew at my awkward standing.
“Ah… Heh… Hello. My Name is Jinwoo…”
“Huh… Speak Korean. I’ll do the translation.”
The white sandy beach stopped my body as if it was stuffy at the awkwardly bursting English.
“Start right away… Buyers are running out of time.”
“…Yes.”
I took her hand and stood in front of them. Hands shaking and trembling, her wife tried to pull down the skirt that went up over her hips.
“Whoa…”
Sweet saliva ran down the back of his neck.
Despite memorizing the script that Baeksajang gave me several times, words did not come out easily.
With my mouth…
“I… I am Jinwoo. Seungyeon and I are married.”
“Um… I’m Jinwoo, here is my wife. Okay?”
As soon as I started talking, Sajang Baek started simultaneous interpretation. I had heard rumors that he had traveled to many foreign countries on trade days in his youth. Although he was not fluent, he began to communicate my words using his hand gestures and foot gestures.
“She is the wife I love the most. How is it so beautiful?”
As soon as I finished my words, the black man burst into cheers. One hand was running over his groin.
“I heard from Mr. Baek that you came to Korea for the first time today… Thank you for your hard work in coming from a long distance by plane. That’s why I… I wanted to… Give you a small gift.”
“A present?”
“Yes… Present. Jagoro Korea has a culture of welcoming guests from far away. Dear guests from afar…”
I gulped.
I couldn’t say anything, so I grabbed the glass in front of me and drank it. In an instant, I felt the glare of the sandy beach behind my back.
Fuck…
Are you okay with this?
The white and black men in front of me looked at me with slightly expectant eyes. Only the black guy’s hand showed syringe marks, and the white guy’s rolled up arm was clean.
He was just sipping his wine and listening carefully to my words.
He’s… The decision maker.
I could tell intuitively. I guess it’s something I’ve learned from working for a long time.
There was something like an aura that emanated from the leader even without saying anything.
“What!?”
The black guy couldn’t stand it and made a gesture. The action of opening his arms caused the rubber bands that held his thick forearms to bounce off.
“To our distinguished guests from far away…Today…”
Whoa…
“I would like to give my wife as a gift.”
Did. Have said
Only then did Baeksajang take a short breath and quickly conveyed my words.
“Oh, my God!”
The black guy greeted them with wild cheers. He even took off his shirt and put it on as if he were going to run at his wife right away.
Underneath the white shirt, the rough muscles with muscle fibers tightly nestled were revealed.
In an instant, her wife’s hand gripped my hand tighter.
It was then.
The white guy asked Baeksajang something. Then he looked straight into my eyes.
“Seriously, do you want your wife to be eaten by us?”
Baeksajang translated without filtering.
The eyes that pierce my eyes.
In front of his face, it seemed that not even a word of lies would work.
“What are you doing… Not answering…”
The white sandy beach’s angry voice pierces your ears.
“Huh… Yes. Seriously. Please… Please fuck my wife as much as you want.”
I met his eyes directly.
Silence of the moment.
The hand that held her wife was strong.
It was then.
Knock… Knock…
The white man who was staring at me snapped his hand at his wife. Her wife’s big eyes vibrate.
Whoops…
Her wife’s hands were untied.
Again… Again…
The wife slowly approaches him.
Under the black dress, the firm buttocks were exposed.
Again…
Next to the white man, his wife, he signaled to sit on his lap.
Sigh…
His legs wide open.
Inside the suit pants, the outline of something thick is revealed.
“Ha…”
His wife slowly sits on one of his laps.
Her firm ass lands on his firm thighs.
The inside of the wife’s thighs are gradually revealed.
“Hmm…”
The white man’s hand went down his wife’s pink lap and began to slowly move to the inside of her skinny thigh.
