Chapter 77 – Master – 9
A cozy kitchen that isn’t very spacious.
The cold blue light emitted by the cheap lights was not enough to fill even this narrow space. In addition, there were some areas around the sink where light did not enter, so it was not the best place to cook from late afternoon.
Tap, tap, tap, tap
“Umm… What should I put in the sauce? “
But Si-hyeon didn’t care about that environment at all. With a rather happy and excited expression, he cut up the meat and put it into a pot half hidden in the shadows on the gas stove.
A small, warm cloud rose from the pot, incongruous with the cold and dark atmosphere of the kitchen.
Soon the pleasant, devilish smell of oil spread throughout the kitchen.
“… Let’s boil it a little more.”
After checking the state of the food in the pot, Si-hyeon turned his head and looked at the couple’s bedroom.
“I hope honey likes my new dish.”
In the bedroom he looked at, only a large pink curtain was visible, and his beloved Da-hye was nowhere to be seen.
“… “
Originally, he could check the entire inside of the bedroom from the kitchen, but since the owner, Woojin, installed curtains around the bed, Sihyeon has been unable to see Dahye on the bed.
“Honey.”
Even now, Dahye and Woojin are probably spending time alone, leaving Sihyeon, who is cooking, alone. Sihyeon’s heart felt numb, but there was nothing he could do since this was what he wanted.
All I can do now is make Da-hye the most delicious dinner possible.
When she eats delicious food, she seems really happy and her lips tremble and she can’t control her laughter.
Si-hyeon recalled Da-hye’s face smiling happily after she was eating the food he had prepared. The corners of his mouth her naturally opened.
The small thread attached to the lower body she could not make Da-hye happy, but it was Si-hyeon’s wish to make her feel good in some way.
Of course, not being able to have sex with Da-hye is exciting, but it’s also painful. However, she was just happy that her beloved did not abandon her as useless as a male.
Byurrrr! Byurreut, byeureuut…
“Ugh!… Ugh. Love you! Sister! “You’re mine now!”
“Jjook ♡. Churrup… Ahhhhh… ♡.Ugh ♡”
In their private space behind the curtain, Woo-jin faced Da-hye, who was lying on the bed, and poured his semen several times into her pure white genitals, which Si-hyeon could no longer see. Woojin’s strong semen bounced in various directions around Dahye’s pussy her.
He wanted to make Da-hye pregnant and make her completely, so that Da-hye would no longer think of Si-hyeon as her man.
“Tskcha.”
Woo-jin lifted Da-hye’s waist and carefully pulled out his genitals that had been inserted between Da-hye’s crotches. Sticky secretions draped out in long threads along his magnificent cock.
“Yes… ♡. Ugh… ♡.”
Squirt, squirm…
Dahye’s lower body her her, soaked in pleasure, began to spasm between her her crotches her her, and the pure white seeds that Woojin had poured in from her her gaping pussy hole her continued to flow out in lumps, dripping onto the sheets.
There was so much ejaculation that some of it may have already seen into Da-hye’s vaginal walls of hers.
“Whoa… ” Whoa… Min Woojin: You. Tell them to do it in moderation… Ugh?!”
Woojin put his dick, covered in semen and love juice, into the mouth of Dahye, who was staring at him. Then he grabbed Dahye’s head with his strong hands her her her her.
“Ah. Sorry. Sister. But I also wanted to receive something like this at least once. That… Was it a cleaning fella?”
Dahye raised her head and glared at Woojin for a moment. She seemed to reject his slightly rough request for a moment, but she soon turned her gaze to Woojin’s large cock and began to use her tongue to lick cleanly all the way to the tip of her glans and the urethral hole her.
“Umm… ♡. Ugh… ♡.Jjook. ♡. Sjoooook… ♡.Churrrrp… “
“Oh… Oh my… Okay! Ugh. This is it. This… Hehe.”
A pleasant smile appeared on Woojin’s lips.
After the act was over, the two people began to put on their clothes one by one on the bed without opening the curtains.
However, perhaps because they were still a little curious about each other’s bodies, they seemed to intentionally put on their underwear later.
“Hmm… “
Da-hye stared at Woo-jin’s cock, which was still erect even after sexual intercourse, and waved it back and forth against her.
“… Why? “What’s wrong, sister?”
“Hmm… As expected, it’s a big one.”
Da-hye’s serious eyes revealed not only her satisfaction with Woo-jin’s excellent genitals, but also her curiosity about them.
“That… Is it? Mine isn’t that big either.”
“No. “This is really good.”
To be honest, I’ve seen quite a few people with dicks as big as Woojin’s, but I still couldn’t believe that Han Si-hyun’s small penis, which was less than 10cm long, and this big, dark red dick both belonged. . To men.
Swoosh Swoosh
Da-hye’s zeal for exploration (?) Made her keep touching Woo-jin’s cock.
Woojin, who stood up on the bed, proudly straightened his back in response to Dahye’s praise her, looked down at her slightly red face and started talking with a playful expression.
“What a adventure! Sister. Be happy that you will be pregnant with my baby. Because through these superior genes of mine, a baby boy with an equally big dick will be born. Then he won’t have the woman stolen from him.”
“Kkkk. Is it really related to genes? “I’m curious.”
A small smile escaped Dahye’s lips as she looked up at Woojin.
Although it was a bit of a joke, the two didn’t find each other’s second-generation plans too awkward.
Knock knock, knock, knock
After finishing cooking, Si-hyeon quietly sat down on a chair at the dining table, looked at the clock, and waited tirelessly for the owners, Woo-jin and Da-hye, to come out.
“… “Honey.”
The new soup dish that I covered with the pot lid was still warm, but I was a little anxious that the two of us might come out before it cooled down.
However, since Si-hyeon cannot even check the inside of the curtain, all he can do is wait for the two.
“Kiiiiing…” ” “
Ver, next to the chair he was sitting on, looked up at Si-hyeon and chimed in as much as he could to show that he was a pitiful being. It was obvious to anyone who could see that Ber was aiming for the food in the pot.
“What is it, Ber? No. Stop.”
Sihyeon raised his hand and took a ‘stop’ stance, casually ignoring Ber’s cuteness(?).
In some ways, the body of Ber, a large dog mixed with Doberman blood, is stronger than Sihyeon. Of course, Ber’s pity didn’t work for him at all.
Grumbling
Chararalalak
At that time, the curtain that had not moved for a long time opened, and Da-hye and Woo-jin, covered in sweat, walked out from inside. Naturally, the two people were neatly dressed.
“Female… Honey… “Master.”
“Uh. Babe. Didn’t I tell you to cook dinner earlier? Are you done?”
Dahye looked at her vision with a calm expression. After asking Si-hyeon to cook some time ago, she started having sex with Woo-jin again.
“Water… Of course. I also added a lot of meat, which my wife likes. Lol… “
Si-hyeon trembled and answered Da-hye’s question happily. The sight of her next to the tall and handsome manly Woojin somehow made Sihyeon nervous.
“… “
Woojin just looked down at Sihyeon sitting at her table with a slightly cold face, and she didn’t say anything. In fact, he was jealous of the fact that Da-hye was eating the food that Si-hyeon made.
Sihyeon carefully brought the pot, which had not cooled down yet, and placed it on the table. Then he opened the lid and proudly showed it to Dahye.
The appetizing smell of red pepper paste stew mixed with meat oil spread throughout the kitchen.
“Uh… How are you, honey? This time I added some new ingredients… “
“Hmm. Okay?… What? “I’m looking forward to it.”
Hearing Si-hyeon’s excited voice, Da-hye slowly approached the pot. She stirred the stew in her pot a few times with her ladle, then quietly opened her mouth.
“Baby.”
“Eww… Huh?”
Dahye’s voice her became slightly cold. She looked at Sihyeon with sharp eyes.
“Don’t you know I don’t like shrimp?”
“Uh… Huh?”
Da-hye put down her ladle and then used her handle to quietly push her pot towards Si-hyeon. Grumble. The sound of the pot hitting the table resonated loudly in Sihyeon’s head.
“That… Sorry. Honey. I’m so excited, stop… Boiling again… “
“Are you okay. You must have worked hard to make this. Just eat this with yourself and Berg. Ah. Woojin, do you want to eat this too?”
Da-hye’s pure white fingers pointed towards the pot containing her Si-hyeon’s dish her her her. Woojin shook her head.
“I’m okay too. Sigh… “I also don’t like red pepper paste stew.”
As soon as she saw Da-hye refusing Si-hyeon’s food, a smile escaped her lips. Woojin didn’t even try to hide it.
Sihyeon spoke carefully to Dahye.
“No. You can boil it again in no time. It’s for my beloved sister… “
“Ah. Right. Sihyeon Han. From now on, you must not call Dahye sister ‘sister’. “She’s older sister because that’s the title I use.”
“Yes?… Yes. All right… Honey? You can boil it again. Do it faster than you think! Huh?”
“It’s done. “You eat it all.”
“That… Then. Who… “Honey, what are you going to do for dinner?”
“I’ll take care of it.”
“But… “
“My. Go. Egg. Ah. West. Will do. Crab.”
Dahye’s voice became hard. Sihyeon looked at her for a moment and then lowered her head.
“… Okay.”
Da-hye couldn’t understand why she treated Si-hyeon so coldly, even though she only had one shrimp.
Why am I doing this?
I just didn’t like the sight of Si-hyeon being downcast over something like this, which was unmanly. But I’m sure something like this has happened before…
Dahye’s face turned slightly gloomy.
There was silence in the kitchen for a moment.
It was Woojin who broke the silence between the two. His complexion was not bright, but it was not dark either.
Woo-jin held Da-hye’s hand and began to speak in a light tone, as if to comfort her.
“Sister? Would you like to go out and eat out with me? “I know this delicious pizza place.”
“I guess so.”
“Good! Let’s go! Let’s go! “I’ll make you feel better, sister!”
“… “I’m not angry?”
Woojin quickly pushed Dahye’s back so she could leave the kitchen.
Da-hye quietly avoided Si-hyeon’s eyes and passed by the kitchen with her tall friend Woo-jin. Woojin and Dahye took their coats, turned off the living room light, and headed toward the entrance.
“Ah. Sihyeon, of course you have to stay at home? This is the master’s order.”
“… “
“Sihyeon?”
“… I understand.”
When Woojin’s voice became slightly harsh, Sihyeon answered right away. It rattled. Not long after, I heard the front door opening.
I’m sorry. Bang.
Inside the house where Woo-jin and Da-hye left, only the cheap blue light in the kitchen shone.
“… “
Sihyeon looked down at the red pepper paste stew that was slowly starting to cool in the pot on the table.
