Chapter 150 – #150. Dead Drunkenness
What can I do as a boyfriend?
It was a reassurance that she did the right thing for her.
“Haaaaang! Whoa! Brother…”
Naeun’s waist vibrated as she thrust her cock into her pussy dripping with luster as hard as she could.
“I’m sure it’s been a while since the tightening has improved?”
Creaking creaking
It shook so strongly that the large bed was shaken.
“Ha ha… Ha… It’s okay, you motherfucker.”
Her body was already exhausted from her fitness, but I scolded her, coveting Naeun’s body even more violently.
Naeun confessed to her family that she was a masochist.
I diagnosed that it would be better to let my body realize that it was a necessary process than to give me condescending comfort.
“Good… Good… Oppa…♥”
Perhaps it was because it hadn’t been sex in a while, Naeun rolled her eyes and groaned under me.
“Haa… Haa… More… More… Say something bad… Oppa… ♥”
Slap slap
Naeun’s pussy was bursting with cum, making a dirty sound.
The clean bedspread was stained with water, creating a large map.
“It was nice that my younger sister found out that I was a pervert.”
I knew she couldn’t have been realistic, but I still repeated her question in a low voice in my ear as if I was brainwashing her.
“It was nice that you were caught being a bitch.”
“No… No haaaaa!”
Naeun, who was unable to move under my weight, tried hard to deny my words.
“Hannah. It felt good to confess that you were a bitch who gave your life to the cock head.”
Even as I spoke, I thought she was harsh, but I was sure that this was what she needed.
Of course, it never stopped.
It was because he had not completely destroyed the string of her reason that had not yet been severed in her head.
“No… It’s not like that…”
Seeing that he still denies that it is not, the taste of the fuck is lacking.
I, who had been pressing her down with her weight on her one-sidedly, raised her slender waist and made her ride on top of my lower body.
His cock, big enough to reach her navel, was glistening with her cunt juice.
“What are you doing. Don’t put it in.”
As she stared blankly at me with her unfocused eyes, I slapped Naeun’s butt hard enough to make her slap.
Only then did Naeun, holding her waist, spread her labia with her index and middle fingers and began to put my things in her.
Lying down and watching the joint between her cock and her cunt was always a chore to see with both eyes.
And when I’m not moving, it feels twice as good.
Naeun placed her arms on my chest and shook her waist with all her heart.
Her luscious ass seemed to be there to swallow her prick, and her lower lip carefully ran through my veins.
Haha. After… Ha… Hang…”
As expected, it must have been difficult to move on top of Naeun, who seemed to get tired quickly.
For her, I moved her waist rhythmically to her rhythm.
Puck Puck Puck Puck Puck Puck Puck
Naeun’s clenched hands began to gain more and more strength, and the moment her cunt reached the root of my prick, Naeun’s waist bent behind her.
“Ahhhhh…!”
“Ruler. Naeun. Do you think it was a good thing to tell her brother?”
“Yes…”
A tear flowed down Naeun’s cheek, not knowing whether it was because she was happy or sad.
* * *
The drinking party started at 7 o’clock, but I left the house in advance and sat in a cafe in a daze.
I wanted to call a friend, but I put my phone down because I thought not to use others as emotional trash cans.
And it was a story that I couldn’t even tell honestly.
My sister is a porn addict and a masochist…
I remembered the inside of the room where my sister and her brother hid.
It was hard for me to imagine what might have happened inside.
[I imprisoned her]
A novel that my sister cherishes enough to be angry with me.
I accidentally accessed the installed Novell World app and clicked the first episode, which was free.
I had already read it in a paper book, but what I clicked on was the comment box.
There were numerous comments, but I went all the way down to the floor and eagerly rolled my eyes to see if there was [White Snowflake], Her sister’s nickname.
And there…
[I’m so excited. Author. I hope to write more diligently in the future. -White snowflake-]
This was a very old comment.
Comments posted almost the same as the date they were uploaded.
Even if I clicked the next episode or the next episode, my sister’s support did not end.
[I found it very interesting. I wonder how Kang Soo-yeon will be eaten, and my mouth will drool…]
Sometimes standard praise.
[Wow… The author doesn’t mean to stop here… Really…]
Sometimes a lament of regret.
[I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥ I love you writer♥]
Sometimes it’s a bit dizzyingly long papered love confession.
Checking Hanhwa Hanhwa unnie’s comments felt like secretly peeping at her unnie’s diary.
Ha…
But why, of all the novels, is it an obscene story?
If it was a romance novel or a fantasy novel, I would have just skipped over it.
After checking all the free minutes, I started to feel sorry for crumpling her sister’s book.
You’re so sincere that you’re so angry.
I’m sorry… But even if you cheer me on…
I, who wanted to follow her sister’s trail to the end, was at a crossroads whether to pay for it or not.
It costs about 30,000 won to purchase all of them up to the latest version.
It wasn’t an impossible amount to pay, but it was actually a waste of money.
That was enough money to buy a decent t-shirt.
After thinking about it for a while, I just calmly pressed the pay button.
It wasn’t that I wasn’t curious about the story behind it, and it was because I wanted to read more of her comments.
I passed the whistle to see how far I had seen it with a paper book, and I began to read the story after that.
Looking at the total number of episodes, the first part of the play was read as a paper book. I could see that I was still far from seeing the end.
So I sat down and started running straight ahead.
I bit my nails while reading the contents, and checked my sister’s comments.
I was seized by a strange feeling of seeing it with an older sister who seemed not to be here.
After reading it for an hour or two, I could tell that the novel had passed halfway through and entered the second half.
My eyes felt sore from constantly reading the letters on the small screen.
Still, there were still 15 minutes left, so I pressed the next episode button in the hope that I would see about 3 or 4 more episodes…
[Hannah (1)]
I rubbed my eyes to see if I was seeing it wrong and looked at the screen again.
The subtitle that I thought was in vain because my eyes were tired was Han. Me. Silver. It contained three letters of my sister’s name intact.
…Is it a coincidence?
It wasn’t a name that couldn’t exist, but I thought it was a difficult name to have the same last name.
So I gulped and turned to the next page.
* * *
“Nayeon. You said you were sleeping at my house today. Aren’t you going to sleep?”
“It’s okay! I’m going home!”
My head is dizzy.
It wasn’t the first time I’d drank alcohol, but it was the first time I’d had this much.
“You look like you’re drunk… Just sleeping over at my house…”
“Hey… Are you ignoring me too? Are you ignoring me too? I have to say something to my sister.”
After arriving at the drinking party, everyone played drinking games and chatted hahahoho, but I didn’t fit in well.
I was distracted by the panic that had been going on since daytime, so I drank a glass of soju in succession, hoping that drinking would make me feel better.
My new freshman friends, who didn’t know how much I was drinking yet, liked me, saying that I was drinking well, and the friend who was trying to take care of me next to me had a troubled expression.
“Ah… Taxi… Taxi… I have to get on…”
Her lesser friend picked me up and dragged me outside, then she called a taxi and pushed me into her back seat.
“Go in and chat. Hannah.”
“Hey… Ok… I’m coming…”
Taking out her cell phone and reciting the address her sister had sent to the driver, I thought I should say something harsh to her.
“Jeong-sil is Nam Ga-yeon… What about Ryu So-yeon…”
However, it was not too far away, so it took less than 20 minutes to get home.
After taking the card, she arrived at the entrance of the villa where her sister and her brother live.
Holding on to the railing, I grabbed my dizzy head and struggled up to the third floor.
Ding dong ding dong
Ding dong ding dong
Ding dong ding dong
He rang the bell several times, but no one came out.
Stomp
Knocking on the door was useless.
I wondered if she had left without me, so I took out my phone again and opened the door by entering the password my sister had left just in case.
Tirori loli.
Living room with lights on.
It doesn’t look like you went out…
The bedroom door was open, but there was no sign of anyone inside.
There are no toilets…
Throwing my coat over the table chair, I took one last look at the last unchecked space in the house.
Is it over there The two…
Swallowing a gulp, I put my hand on the doorknob.
