Milkfucker 143

Chapter 129 – Is it Warm? (2)

For now, it seemed like she wasn’t going to argue anymore given the emergency situation, but I was worried about what would happen when the weather cleared up.

“Um, about what happened…”

“If you’re going to say you’re sorry, it’s useless. I get it, you’re a reckless guy who touches any woman!”

“No, that’s not it…uh, could you wipe your butt…”

Due to the influence of the thigh job, Mong-ah’s butt was covered in cum.

I tried to prevent it from getting on the blanket by reaching out with my hand, but as a result, Mong-ah’s butt was covered in cum that dripped from my palm.

“Ugh…”

As Mong-ah’s hand went to her lower back, the sensation of her breasts against my chest became more pronounced.

I could have made it go down if I had used all my strength, but in this situation, it seemed difficult.

“What kind of beast are you…!”

Mong-ah trembled as she spoke, carefully collecting the cum without touching my cock and throwing it outside the blanket.

I might see the cum frozen solid when I wake up later.

“Now, don’t do anything else and just stay still.”

It would be less annoying if she just kept me locked up somewhere and said that, instead of pushing her erotic body against me and telling me to stay still. What was she thinking, doing this kind of thing…

It was me who suggested it. It was me who hugged her like this and even put her on top of my belly.

The only sounds in the darkness were our breathing and the sound of the wind outside, and it seemed like we had to endure for a few more hours until the day broke.

‘Since it’s already dark, I might have to wait until it gets bright.’

It was almost unbearable to endure while the only warm thing, a woman’s body, was touching me.

‘Huh?’

As I was wriggling my body, something touched my leg. A stick? No…

‘A bead?’

I remembered. It was the wooden bead that came out of Mong-ah’s luggage. It seemed like it was used for making charcoal.

I reached out my arm to pick up the item, thinking I should put it away.

The wooden bead was close to my face. The end of the beads that I carelessly brought close to my nose hit my nose.

But something…smelled weird?

Sniff sniff

I was right. The smell was coming from this bead. It was a smell that was stronger and more pungent than the smell of flesh…?

“Get it away from me!”

Reflexively, I raised my hand to avoid Mong-ah’s hand.