Chapter 89 – The Sisters Who Killed Their Father (1)
Crying.
White foam poured out of her smooth mother’s pussy. She pushed her already hardened cock deep into her roots.
Sizzling…
“Ah…!”
A mother trembling her ass as she let out her rough breath. With her head tilted back, her mother’s face seemed to come close to her father’s groin.
“Haha!”
I quickly grabbed my mother’s hair.
Look carefully.
He was about to imprint it clearly in her father’s eyes, who were bloodied.
The half-eyed mother stared at her father. Her white and innocent face was also stained red with sweat. The chaste and elegant father’s wife was no more.
Because it’s mine
A slightly different type of pleasure from the pleasure that comes up from the lower part of my pussy wrapped around my body. The primitive joy of stealing and eating someone else’s woman, things like joy.
Puck… Puck… Puck…!
He grabbed her mother’s slim waist and pushed her in the crotch even harder. The blunt tip of her glans pressed down on the chewy flesh of her cunt, splashing her mother’s cunt juice in all directions.
Clink… Clink…!
The more daddy fucked her mom the more she freaked out. The iron handcuffs on her hands clatter and resound.
Wriggling…
“Huh…!”
Mom squeezed her pussy even more. The cunt juice dripping down her skinny thighs, and the quivering movements of her mother made it feel like my cock was about to pour.
“Huh…!”
“Ahh…!”
The prick that filled her crimson cunt jerked vigorously.
Pleasure rising from the groin through the prostate.
“Town…!”
She let out a thrilling breath, pouring thick cum into her mother’s cunt.
Crying… Knock-tteok…
“Ahhhhh!”
Did you feel the tingling in the cockpit? Her mother’s cunt contracted even more. A feeling of whitening in her head. I grabbed my mother’s hair and burst my sperm inside her cunt.
“Huh…!”
Faced with the father, the mother eventually can’t stand her moaning. She must have felt a tingling sensation in her cunt. Seeing her tight thighs and buttocks quiver and tremble, her mother must have felt it too.
Crying… Crying…
Poured several times in her mother’s cunt. As much as I want. So deep that not a single drop of semen leaked out.
“Ha.. Huh…”
I put my strength on my cock shaft and sprayed the last blow into my vagina.
Please, I hope she conceives my child.
“Huh… !”
Both her legs and mine were released at the same time.
All of us sat down and let out a hot breath without saying anything.
In front of Dad, we held each other in our arms. I spread my mother’s legs apart. Her mother’s cunt was exposed through the red-hot white crotch.
Crying… Screaming.
Milky semen poured out from within the thick crimson flesh. No matter how much it was packed, the white broth squeezed through her flesh and flowed down her anus.
Do you see
The image of a wife spewing her son’s cum. The gagged dad groaned and let out his anger. The look in his eyes that would kill me, and the father struggling, were so desperate.
Asshole… Anyway, to no avail…
Support position…
Cheekyung…!
Cheekyung…!
Crackle..! Whoa… Uh!
Uh…?
Mr… Fuck. What!
“Aww…!”
My mother’s screams pierce my ears. I couldn’t believe my eyes
It was a moment, really a moment.
With the sound of a crack in the wall, Dad, who was clinging to his iron handcuffs, fell forward.
Did you say that if you are desperate, it will come true? Or did I provoke him too much?
It was the father who pulled the iron handcuffs while struggling dozens of times, no, hundreds of times. Since it was a bunker that had been built a long time ago, the walls could not handle the weight with only his manpower.
He was the one who poured superhuman strength into my stimulation. Heavy metal handcuffs hung around his wrists and ankles, and he stared at us gasping for breath.
Slither…
Freed from his restraints, Dad was the first to throw off the gag from his mouth.
“Whoa…”
A man taking a deep breath.
He turned his stiff shoulders and stared at me. Deep wrinkles around the eyes and sparkling eyes. His thick, straight face was a distinctly handsome man.
It was only then that I was able to face the face of my father who had set his feet on the ground. Dad, who couldn’t even eat the skin, was quite skinny.
Nevertheless, it was a body that was tightly held by muscles, despite its height, broad shoulders, and how well it managed its body despite its age.
“These fucking bastards…”
First time. I heard my father’s voice for the first time.
A sound that cuts through anger. There was resentment in his deep, low-pitched voice that trembled.
“Haa… Song Minju… How dare you…”
One step… One step.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he approached us as we backtracked.
Joe… Fucked.
My mom and I were literally in a panic.
Match!
“Hah…!”
Dad suddenly slapped Mom on the cheek.
In his large palm, her naked body fell off.
“Crazy bitch… Just wait. I’ll let you beg for your life right before you die.”
Dad spat at her mother, exposing her cunt ass.
Puck!
“Ahhh! Hehe… Eup…!”
I kicked her mother’s white stomach, as if spitting on her did not relieve her anger. My beloved mother clutched at her smooth tummy and collapsed with her hair flapping.
“Mom!”
The moment she tries to run into her.
“Town!”
“Where are you going?”
He immediately slapped her mother on the cheek, then grabbed her around the neck with a slapped hand.
“Huh…!”
“Mom is fucking … Fuck, are you my son?”
“Let go… This… Let go!”
Dad grabbed my neck with one hand and pressed it down. A thick iron smell wafted from the handcuffs hanging from his wrists. I struggled as much as I could, but I was quickly overpowered by his good body.
“Stop…! Stop!”
Crying mother. Between my mother’s legs, my still-dry semen dripped.
But mom couldn’t get her body up. Her mother’s face was contorted with pain, and her tears welled up in her large eyes. She didn’t have the power to save me.
“Ah… Mom.”
A voice that doesn’t explode even if you give it strength. Her hand reaching out to her also floundered in the air.
“This fucking baby … Dare to be in front of you.”
“Ahhhhh!”
Dad’s clumsy hands got stronger. The more I tightened my neck, the more his bloodshot eyes trembled.
Is this the end…
Damn, I thought I could die like this.
The power of his grasp made his eyes go blank. His breath caught in his throat and his chest tightened as his body began to lose all strength. My legs, which had struggled with him, also fell helplessly.
Seongtan Kim’s life… Fuck.
I barely escaped the hellish life of an orphanage…
It was a week, just a week.
In just a week, a beggar without a penny went from being a beggar with assets worth hundreds of billions of won, and a beggar without parents was able to acquire three lovely mothers and daughters.
Like that, flowers bloomed in my life…
After all, is it impossible to fix a person who is born? Is life really that unfair?
“Huh…”
“Die … This fuck!”
The pooled tears fall down.
Scenes passing by like a panorama. The life at the orphanage where every day was stained with fights, the years when I endured the sorrow without my mother and father with tears.
There was nothing special about the memories that passed by like a kaleidoscope.
In an instant, the images of my beloved mother, Jaeeun’s older sister, and her younger sister, Jaeyi, came to mind clearly.
The only women who loved my life without a ray of light, the lovely faces that were tightly held in my arms with rosy faces passed by.
The last few months were the only happy moments I will remember at the end of my life.
Okay.
Originally, it was happiness that shouldn’t exist in Kim Seong-tan’s life.
What the hell is this guy… For an orphan from an orphanage to enjoy such a nice luxury?
I wish I was as happy as this.
I resigned myself.
And I closed my unstoppable eyes.
“Ughhhhh…!”
“Die…! Die, bastard!”
Dad howled as if he had cut off his last breath and squeezed my neck.
At that time.
Puck… !
“Ugh…! Eup!”
Puck!!
“Town!”
Dump…
Suddenly, something blunt landed on my chest. At the same time, the heavy pressure on my neck was gradually released.
“Haha…”
What… What is it
The tears in my fading consciousness blurred my eyes.
Silence for a moment.
My father’s face had disappeared before my eyes. After that, someone gasped for breath. A woman standing with an iron pipe, her voluptuous breasts shaking heavily on her chest.
Is it the iron pipe I was carrying earlier?
She was naked, not wearing a single thread.
For a moment… Not one… ?
The breasts shaking in front of her eyes were not a pair. It was her ‘things’. The silhouette she thought was one was definitely two. The woman behind her was raising her collapsed mother.
Ah… Mom.
Then a sigh of relief came out.
“Huh…!”
I wanted to say something, but all I could hear was a rustle coming out of my throat.
“Christmas!”
She crouched down towards me. The heavy breasts swayed gently up and down. Her hands were so warm that they supported the back of my neck.
“Christmas…! Are you okay? Come to your senses…! Uh…? Please…!”
A warm, gentle tone, she began to weep.
I’m dying but why are you crying…
The woman’s breasts swayed up and down, revealing her pale pink nipples.
Ah… It’s obscene
In the meantime, what do you think? Me too…
That’s my last memory.
At the end of the shape of the bouncing breast, I lost consciousness.
Fuck…
Am I going to die like this?
