Chapter 574 – Chapter 574 Return to Warris-9
Shoot it
I turned on the water in the shower and looked around at the basement that received water in the bathtub.
As they were being dragged into the bathroom, Shirel, who had undressed without hesitation, was hesitantly covering her breasts with her arm.
The soft light of the lamp in the bathroom reveals Syrel’s naked body.
Her white skin, her modestly rising breasts, her waist, and her soft curves from her hips are alluring.
“Come on. I need to wake up.”
“…”
As her subterranean grabs and pulls, Cirelle clings to it with a staggered stride. It was a precarious walk, a mixture of shame and drunkenness.
Having adjusted the water flow in her shower to low, the basement made Cheryl stand in front of her. Sirel stood with her back in front of him as the underground led him.
Closing her eyes and hugging her waist from behind as the water stream hit her, Ji-ha closed her eyes for a moment.
As she held him in his arms and savored the warmth of her body, which pulsated with her breath, her blood rushed downward at once.
“I-over there…”
Sherrell let out a terrified voice as her ferocious body stabbed her ass. She moved her body instead of talking underground.
Jiha, who wrapped her arm around her sirell’s waist, bit her ear.
“Ah…”
Sherrel let out a faint moan as her subterranean lips touched her under the stream of water. Her basement was unhurried, and she calmly bit her earlobe and tickled it gently.
She is returning what she provoked earlier.
Cheryl tried to avoid her tickle by turning her head, but her underarm arms were clamping tightly around her waist and she couldn’t.
Even if he tried to avoid her, he was within range of the basement, but the man didn’t let go and sucked her little ear lobe, then stuck out his tongue and licked it sticky.
Syrel winced and shuddered as her wet tongue slid down her earlobe.
“Haaa…”
She gives up running away, her subterranean tongue quivering with every lick.
Licking her ears carefully, her basement grabbed her breasts again with her empty hands.
Her grippy breasts fit snugly in her hand. Cheryl’s breathing quickened as she licked her ear again, massaging her warm cake-like breasts.
“Yeah, ah… Yes.”
Jiha, who had been playing with her breasts, gently picked up the woman’s nipple with her fingertips.
As she rubbed her fingers gently with her finger on her delicate pink bumps, they quickly hardened.
As if to be touched more, to be bothered more, without even knowing the subject, her claws rubbed her bumps even more persistently.
“Ha, ha ha. Ha. Ha…”
While being hit by the stream of water at her, the beauty who was hugged by the man behind her, listened to her ears, and had her nipples attacked, was disgusted.
As if it was difficult for her to stand properly in her pleasure, she entrusted her body to her underground.
She leisurely enjoyed the feeling of the body of the woman she was holding in the basement. She was hugged from behind, but through her wall mirror, she could clearly see Syrel trembling with her pleasure.
Jiha lifted her lips from her ear and whispered in a low voice.
“Who is Sukmaek?”
“Eww…”
Cheryl was speechless with her blushing face. Jiha laughed at her reaction as she bit her lower lip and tried to hold back her moans.
She showed all her bottom line, but her bluffing was both absurd and a little cute.
Her subterranean hands, freed from her breasts, ran down the stream. Heading further down past her navel, Cheryl in her mirror made her embarrassed face.
Her subterranean caressed her Sherrel’s thigh with her deftness. She feels her tension release from her body, which she had assumed was going to her secret place.
But her subterranean hand didn’t leave, and dug into her sensitive inner thigh.
“Ah…”
As her hand played near her secret fissure, her Shirrel’s body tightened again. But the basement was in no hurry here either.
The stream of her water gently stroked her thighs as she ran, her basement grabbing her chin by the chin and making her look back.
“…”
He looked at the nervous woman in silence.
The nervous and shy beauty, with wet cheeks and flushed cheeks, had a different charm than usual.
Is this the moment when a co-worker you used to hang out with without any sense of distance seems to be a woman?
With her fingertips, she gently ripped her hair from her cheek.
Unlike the one-sided teasing he had been doing up until now, Sirel’s expression slowly relaxed at her gentle hand gestures.
“Yes.”
As her underground approached her head in silence, she now closed her eyes and slightly poked her head out in response.
Jiha, who kissed her, bit the beauty’s soft upper lip and sucked it in slowly.
Sherrel let out a light moan at the movement of her tongue as she persistently ran over and tasted her lips.
“Huh… Underground.”
Her voice loosened, and the moment she turned her full body for a more comfortable kiss, her hand resting on her thigh dug into the crack in her.
“Black… !”
Surprised at the moment she let go of her heart, Shirel froze as she sighed. The basement moved, still tasting her lips.
As her fingers dug into the hot crack, her insides reacted quickly. The inside of her, which was already wet, danced violently and tightened her fingers.
Her basement contracts even more violently as she screams as she slowly thrusts her fingers into it.
“Hey, heh. Ugh…”
Having her lips and lower lip attacked at the same time, Cirelle had no choice but to do as her subterranean did, letting out only her pained moans.
As her basement gently bit her fingers behind her, her expression of relief showed openly as if it were all over.
However, her withdrawing finger pushes in even deeper. Her body trembled with pleasure.
“Ah, ah… Ha. Ha ha.”
Sherrel couldn’t help but let out a moan as her subterranean fingers began to pace her advance.
In the meantime, as her subterranean tongue slides into her mouth, it runs at her at random.
As her tongue withdrew, as if in a fit of rage, it leaped out of her own lips.
Eliciting this reaction, the basement bites the tongue of the leaping Sherrel with her lips.
Caught in a trap she was stuck, Syrel had no choice but to stick her tongue out. She completely ensnared Cheryl’s tongue and sucked her with her lips.
“Ugh. Haang. Under. Great…”
With her tongue, lips, and lower lip completely conquered, the woman could only cry cutely.
As her strength drained from her sirell’s tongue, her basement pushed her own tongue back into her. Her sirell’s tongue no longer jumped first, but obeyed her subterranean tongue.
Her tongue rubbed against hers, and she showed no sign of resistance to the unspoken signals to follow each other.
Even in the midst of that, the fingers of the underground were playing with the crack without rest. There was more honey coming out of it than the water from the shower was running down.
“Ugh, ugh. Huh.”
The female body, who had been subdued several times, was now completely docile and followed. Then, as her subterranean parted her lips, she finally turned her Shirel around completely.
Cirelle, who was facing her squarely, shrugged her shoulders with her face reminded of her. She glanced down her basement, then averted her gaze.
“It’s mean…”
She admitted that no matter what she did, she couldn’t match this man.
Her basement moved her sirell’s arm around her own neck instead of her words. Cheryl realized the meaning and carefully kissed her.
It was an act that had to be done with permission from the underground.
The basement let Shirel do her thing this time. It was her declaration that if she did as she did, she would give her some degree of freedom.
Cyril, who kissed her, clenched her neck tightly, and clumsily moved her tongue. However, unlike before, she was not trying to take the initiative, but to please her underground.
He quietly enjoyed his awkwardly sucking lips.
Swoop.
Sherrel’s hand, which parted his lips, caught the man in the basement.
Immediately, the hardened man wriggled in the woman’s soft hand.
Does that mean you’re going to try again? As the underground gazed at it, Sirell slightly lowered his eyes.
He didn’t mean to mess with it.
“Ha…”
The hand holding the man moved clumsily up and down.
He did it with the idea that he would entertain the underground in his own way, to make it enjoyable.
Pleasure is not great. He didn’t even know how to do it, he just held it and shook it gently.
However, I was trying to hope that the underground would feel it. With that in mind, the underground man became even hotter than before.
“…”
Sherel, who had been touching her, also looked at her with moist eyes, perhaps feeling the excitement of the underground. Her face was the joy of what she had done and the anticipation of what came next.
As if urging, the hand that naturally holds and shakes the man is strained.
‘It’s cute, but…’
The basement thought so and locked the shower. Sherrel looked apologetic as if he thought the next thing wasn’t going to happen right here.
However, the basement was intended to end here.
Underground took Cheryl’s hand and went into the bathtub she had prepared in advance.
The bathtub was steaming warm because the water had been pre-filled. When sitting down, the janitor just reached his chest, and Jiha sat cross-legged and made Syrel sit on top of it.
“…”
Cheryl’s face was a bit incomprehensible. She thought the basement would be next…
Thinking, Cheryl drew in her breath. Underground will bite the nipple with his lips.
“Ah, uh…”
As she was touched by the man, the woman’s body was already soaked up as she touched the man.
She rolled her hardened nipples with her lips and sucked with a groaning sound. Sherrel closed her eyes and let out a strange moan as she searched for something to hold on to.
“Yeah, great. Hehe…”
Cheryl’s hand, which she felt while licking her nipple, grabbed the man in the basement again. With her awkwardly clenched hands, she moves slowly, up and down.
However, Jiha did not continue immediately, and only continued to tease her breasts persistently. With her hands, she massaged her opposite breast, rolling her nipples with her fingertips.
The power drained from Cheryl’s hands as she tried to knead and scan the man in the waves of pleasure.
“Ha, ha ha. Ha. Ah…”
Cirel’s breathing quickened as her subterranean body continued to torment her chest. Trying to hold back her groans of pleasure, she looked at her basement with resentful eyes.
It was obvious that she was ignoring the underground, even though she knew she wanted her to be.
“… Why?”
Cheryl asked cautiously.
Jiha flicked her hot nipples once with the tip of her tongue, then finally removed her face from her breasts.
As her subterranean looked on coldly, Syrel was an uneasy face. She is looking to see if she has done something wrong, if she has offended the man.
“Do it yourself if you want.”
The basement calmly declared.
“…”
Syrel looked at her underground face in bewilderment. Seeing her stare, wanting to know if she was serious, she put on a grave face.
Sherrell has been unreserved about her underground.
She was also comfortable in her basement, and we could exchange concentrations with each other.
But when it comes to relationships with men and women, it’s different.
Sirel dismisses her underground as her old age, and she is a woman who used to provoke her by showing off her breasts.
She wasn’t malicious, but she was too comfortable with her.
Do not do that.
If you were going to have a relationship between a man and a woman, the underground had to rule.
She had to completely stand over and control Syrel.
Don’t let her ever think of running away again.
“Can’t you?”
If so, make it completely mine.
Forever.
