Chapter 62 – Episode 62. The ‘Older Sister’ Who Pinches Her Nipples. … So What About Your Sister?
Dami Yang stopped leaving her house and turned her steps.
He strode toward me and Yang Da-hee and opened his eyes.
“Ha, why is it so hot!?”
It was a slap in the face.
Bare-breasted sister in front of her sister and her brother.
I was startled by the sudden action and my mouth was wide open.
‘What are you doing? Why are you like that too?’
I glanced sideways.
Yang Da-hee’s large breasts were visible.
‘My sister seems to be okay.’
Even though her sister is naked, she only rolls her shoulders.
She is the ‘older sister’ who is undressed as usual.
‘Yang Dami, are you following Dahee?’
My obsession did rise.
He even looks at my hand.
I also looked at them alternately.
“… “
Older sister sitting and waiting and younger sister standing next to her.
I quietly reached out and grabbed ‘sister’ by the shoulder.
“Yes…”
Yang Da-hee let out a low moan.
Meanwhile, only the wind blew from the side.
“Joy.”
Dami Yang turned her head away.
It passes me and goes to the back.
“What the.”
He sits leaning against the wall and grumbles.
It seems that she is dissatisfied with only rubbing her older sister.
It would be okay to be honest, but you’re just sticking out your mouth.
I said while kneading Yang Da-hee with my younger sister behind her.
“Sister, her shoulders are very tight.”
“Okay? Whoops, whoops…”
Yang Da-hee shrugged her shoulders, but she didn’t avoid it.
He was only looking at the monitor, but I took advantage of that opportunity to glance behind me.
Tadadak.
Dami Yang is obsessed with her cell phone without even knowing that I am watching.
At an angle, the chest is clearly visible.
You won’t even know I’m seeing it.
Hehe.’
I swallowed a laugh and glanced at her sister.
*
De, climb… !
Dami Yang secretly bit her lip.
She was staring desperately at her phone while holding her breath.
‘Yang Da-joon, are you crazy!?’
It’s almost like your ears are burning with the wind that shoots your gaze once in a while.
Her own brother looking back while kneading her sister…
Yang Dami felt her breasts itching.
“Ah…”
Occasionally, a moan of unknown origin leaks out.
Her heart pounds so much that even her eyes pop out.
He jumps so much that even his nipples tingle.
Dami Yang felt the tip of her nose tingle.
‘De, asshole… Don’t keep looking…’
It was something I did out of anger.
Yang Da-joon fawns only on her older sister.
I canceled the appointment because it was expensive.
I broke my chin in front of the two of them.
“Ha, why is it so hot!?”
She was showing her breasts in front of her brother.
My head was dizzy from the pouring gaze.
“Joy.”
Yangdami creaked and ran away.
She grumbled for nothing as she sat down.
“Tea, really.”
It was something I said to myself.
Although there is less sexual connotation in her breasts, because it is somehow embarrassing.
So Dami Yang recklessly tapped her phone.
It was a blank screen.
Dajun Yang looked at himself.
‘… So absurd?’
You’ll just have to pay attention to your unnie as you always do, but you’re just giving your eyes away.
‘Yang Da-joon, are you flirting with me?’
I thought you wouldn’t get caught.
Dami Yang didn’t cover her breasts.
She didn’t even stay away.
She was testing her ‘big brother’.
‘Oh, how long are you going to see me? It’s really absurd.’
Apparently, the climb is right.
She seems to reveal a woman without even knowing it.
In Yang Dami’s mind, Yang Dajun had to do that.
‘Dude, you’re not looking at me because I’m your sister. I guess it’s just revealing the woman.’
An ‘oppa’ who always clings only to his older sister.
Dami Yang glanced at the two of them sneakily.
I see Yang Da-joon rubbing it.
“Ah…”
Her sister is sick
“That, stop it.”
He shrugged her shoulders and tried to avoid her hand.
“Sister, stay still.”
“No, don’t go there. Wow…”
No matter how much it hurts, even her voice trembles.
Yang Da-joon doesn’t even know that and keeps kneading.
‘That asshole, he’s so ignorant!’
Dami Yang eventually bit her lip.
She thought her sister was so nice that she was patient.
She’s thinking about whether she should intervene.
“Sister.”
“Huh… Why…”
“Are you tired of working?”
Dajun Yang hugged her sister.
It was to put her arms behind her.
A soft moan broke out.
Haha…”
Yang Da-hee struggled to continue her words.
“Don’t worry… Whoa…”
It was a very wet voice.
The distance between the two is particularly close, but it is hard to see from behind.
He lifted her butt slightly and stuck out his head.
‘Uh?’
His eyes widen.
Dajun Yang was to put her arm around her sister.
It looks like he is kneading something with his hand between his armpits.
Yang Dami let out a loud voice.
“Hey, Dajun Yang!”
*
I was startled by Yang Dami’s voice and looked behind him.
“Uh, why?”
“What are you doing! Your sister is hurting!”
The ‘younger sister’ who is glaring at her with the momentum to come running right away.
I asked Dahee Yang, narrowing her eyes.
“Sister, are you sick?”
“No?”
He shakes his head vigorously, but his face is red.
Yang Da-hee glanced at me with trembling eyes.
Then he looked back, but Yang Dami still had a doubtful look on his face.
“Sister, then what is moaning?”
“Ah…”
Hesitate to answer
The nipples were held by me.
‘Dahee, I have to answer quickly.’
I took my hands off my sister’s nipples and patted her breasts.
“Ah…”
“Speak, sister.”
“Poem, because it’s cool.”
“You said that because it was cool?”
“Uh… Try asking for a hug too. Hehe.”
A younger sister who is invited to massage her nipples by her older sister.
Both will think I’m an innocent boy.
‘It’s not just about rubbing, but this isn’t incest.’
There is no doubt that he is a man.
Beauty Trusts Me And Gives Her Breasts
I was so proud of it that I moved my hand again.
“Ah… !”
Yang Da-hee let out her moans again.
I didn’t avoid the touch.
Rather, it makes space for movement by slightly lifting the back, and thanks to that, I was able to massage my big breasts to my heart’s content.
“Nuna, aren’t you cool?”
“Huh…”
“I will give you an answer.”
“Chi, cool. Wow… !”
Every time I sleep, Yang Da-hee falls forward.
Then I grab my sister’s chest and pull her back.
“Sister, sit upright.”
“Ugh, okay. Ahhh… !”
I pushed my head out and looked at my sister’s body.
My arm came out between the armpits and it was slightly shiny.
My sister’s body smelled like a female.
‘Sister, you are so nice. Thanks i’m good I hope you never allow it to another man.’
I don’t like being involved with other men, even in my family.
I want you to remain as my own older sister.
I pinched the tight nipples.
Dahee Yang screamed.
“Hyaaaaa… !”
A voice came from behind.
“Ugh…”
Yang Dami was groaning.
‘Dami, you seem very disapproving.’
It was quiet until now.
Yang Da-hee said that she was cool, so she leaned against the wall again and bowed her head.
And then I hear a voice from somewhere.
“Huh…”
The more she massaged Yang Da-hee, the louder the voice.
It was as if he could see his face without looking back.
‘He wants to say something to me, but he must be holding back.’
It did soften a lot.
It was after being slapped.
‘No, was it after he stroked his hair?’
I’m not sure, but I know this.
You can’t look back now.
If I look at you, it’s like I’m provoking Yang Dami.
If he sees me in the midst of losing his temper alone, he will jump out in anger.
‘I should never look at you.’
I gulped and fixed my eyes in front of me.
Yang Da-hee with fine hair sticking out from her ponytail.
The sweat dripping down her neck was ‘sister’, but it was erotic.
*
“Oh…”
A groan broke out.
Legs shriveled up.
The taste of blood lingered in his mouth.
“Huh…”
It was lip biting.
In front, Dajun Yang is massaging his older sister.
Yang Dami’s sunken nipples were hot.
“Huh…”
Grows little by little
Every time you touch it, it tries to jump out.
While Dajun Yang was distracted by her sister, Dami Yang grabbed her own nipple.
‘De, asshole… Just look back.’
I scratched it with her fingernail.
I pinched it between her fingers.
He glared at Dajun Yang and twisted her left and right.
“Haha…”
A groan broke out.
I covered her mouth, but it burst out again.
“Hey ugh…”
It belonged to her sister.
While being massaged by Yang Da-jun, she spat out a tender voice, but Yang Dami was buried there.
‘Oh… Just listen…’
I held my breath and exhaled at the right time for her.
The more you do, the more your heart beats.
My breathing slowed down my thoughts.
Yang Dami’s ears tingled as if she had been drinking water.
“Sister, sit upright.”
“Ugh, okay. Ahhh… !”
Yang Da-joon and her older sister whisper to each other while staying close.
The distance is closer than usual.
Dami Yang lowered his head, but the tip of his nose twitched.
‘Wow, how long are you going to do it?’
She should have intervened sooner.
As usual, she had to yell at Dajun Yang and scold him.
But I couldn’t.
‘Chi…’
Dami Yang’s cheeks tingled for no reason, and her eyes blushed.
The top of her head was empty.
She misses the feeling of being pushed and pushed.
“Oh…”
Dami Yang, her eyes reddened, unconsciously took her hand.
One hand on top of her head, the other between her legs.
She was petting herself.
‘Assholes, real assholes…’
She soaked wet.
She bit her lip, leaving a tingling sensation everywhere.
Dami Yang’s breasts tingled as much as her flushed cheeks.
“Black…”
In line with her sister, she carefully let her moan go.
She wouldn’t even look back like Dajun Yang, anyway.
I should have.
“Damiya?”
Someone called my name
