Chapter 202 – #202. Honeymoon Night
How long have you been patient?
When I remembered those days when I had to hit her daughter with her teeth right in front of me, and I had to blow sperm into the hall of Ona, the foundationless psychology of compensation made me move even more fiercely.
“Haa… Naeun…”
He licked her face around like a dog in heat.
Her pink lips were glistening with saliva, and thick saliva soaked the fine skin between Naeun’s dress.
“Brother…”
When she removed her lips, her cheeks flushed reddish with excitement.
“Aren’t you saying honey?”
Normally, I could have told him to call me master, but that wasn’t the title I wanted to hear today.
For today, there was a title that was more legitimate than Master’s, but also more cheesy.
“Honey♥”
I couldn’t stand it and pushed Na-eun, and she threw herself onto the soft bed without any resistance.
That she is my only woman.
Wanting to imprint that I am my own seedling, I bit Naeun’s neck hard like a vampire.
“Huh…!”
A sound that sounded like she was holding back came out of Naeun’s mouth, as if it was slightly painful, but I didn’t care and caressed her body here and there using her body as drawing paper.
The white skin turns bright red.
“Haa… Oppa… I can’t go outside tomorrow…”
Are you still conscious of the people around you?
This was my negligence for not immersing myself in sex.
Jjaak
Naeun Chizan trembled as she lowered her hand over her dress, where her nipples were exposed.
“I told you to say honey.”
“Mi… I’m sorry. Honey.”
To apologize while stuttering with anxious eyes at me…
Oh I’m really going crazy
I wanted to enjoy a little more foreplay, but now I couldn’t stand it.
I pushed the already standing cock in front of Naeun.
My fine features are distorted by my prick.
It always filled me with an inexplicable satisfaction to see my big nose get crushed by a cock.
I thought it would be an absolutely impossible task for her normal new bride, but Naeun rubbed her face against my stupid object without changing her expression.
“Ha… Can I wash it? Honey?”
I felt myself becoming more and more sadistic as her hot breath touched her balls on her knees.
“…Did you marry me without even judging it on your own?”
“Sorry. Honey. I will do well.”
After showing an openly indifferent reaction, Naeun began to carefully grease her pillars as if she was more excited about this side.
My wife still liked being sold.
Churp churup churup churrup
Having been bitten by Naeun in a prostitute-like dress, I looked down with a satisfied expression.
In particular, what I liked about her was that she kept moving her gaze upward to make eye contact with her, as if she wanted to actively appeal that she was looking at me.
“Haha… How are you? Are you okay?”
Naeun’s cock was evenly glistened with Naeun’s saliva, as if it had been coated with something.
“I think it lacks stimulation a bit.”
Wanting to use my throat properly, I grabbed Naeun’s hair with my right hand.
Naeun looked up at me and opened her mouth wide.
Her pink mouth and white teeth were showing off as if they were there to receive my prick.
“Please use it”
Naeun, who expressed her intentions to me at her dentist’s office, as if talking to her with her mouth open.
There was no way the saliva in her mouth would go down her throat.
She poked her mouth mercilessly.
It was obviously not sex aimed at her pussy, but I grabbed Naeun’s head and shook her waist with similar strength.
“Ugh…! Whoa…! Ugh!”
The feeling of the glans touching her throat was simply the best.
And Naeun’s expression, which is a mixture of excitement and pain, can also be affirmed to be the best.
“Haa… Haa… Haa… Uhh…”
As she pulled out her cock, Naeun spewed her hardened breath toward her floor.
“Are you okay?”
Still, she hadn’t forgotten that she was her pregnant woman, so when I immediately asked her a question in a friendly tone, she was the one who turned cold this time.
“…Do I have to sound like that to break the mood?”
Naeun. But you’re pregnant
When she made an expression that she was interrupted by something she was immersed in for a long time, it was me who became rather embarrassed.
But that didn’t mean his dick was going to subside or anything like that.
It was because she did not know that the aftermath of Naeun’s excitement in her service and outfit would still go away.
“Sorry. Now…”
Laying Naeun upright, I spread her legs wide like her frog.
A thin garter belt line extending over stockings.
The piece of cloth above it had a shape that could not be called underwear.
It is standard for her buttocks to be exposed.
The inverted triangle, which should have covered the woman’s genitals, was dug only there, making it look like a gas tank.
As I silently watched her tartar with her arms crossed, Naeun opened her arms wide.
“…Now stop watching and come. Honey.”
When I heard those words, the line that existed inside me suddenly snapped.
She gently checked the condition of her pussy with her fingers, and it was in a state where there was no need for caress or gel.
It seems that the expression wet is more accurate than wet.
As she pushed the tip of her glans into her pussy, Naeun let out a strange groaning sound.
“Aww…!”
It was us who had not been inserted for two months.
The two of us, who had barely endured through masturbation, felt it as soon as each other’s genitals touched.
The fact that we are now on the verge of erasing reason.
Naeun’s pussy slowly swallows my large object deeper.
As Naeun’s arms wrapped around my neck gained strength, I began to move her waist.
“Haa… Fuck you…”
Still, this ecstatic feeling could not be expressed without insult.
And it was the same with Naeun, but she also started spitting out nasty things.
“Haa… Oppa… Pussy… I love it… Haa… Naeunie… Pussy… Pregnant sex…!”
Iron hammer iron hammer iron hammer
Sounds like playing in a puddle on a rainy day resonated from the skin-to-skin area.
Iron hammer iron hammer iron hammer
“Haa… Honey… Honey…”
A wife who diligently carries out orders for titles.
A better reward would be to move her waist one more time than to praise her directly.
As if answering her call, instead of slowing her down, she increased the intensity, and a moan flowed out of Naeun’s mouth as if she was about to run out of breath.
“Huh!”
She thought it was an insufficient scene to say that she was a dog.
The mother of two children, who was buried under me and couldn’t breathe properly while receiving my dick, couldn’t hide her lasciviousness and trembled her lower body.
“Ha… You move. Now.”
I pulled out her cock, and this time I lay down on my back, and Naeun deftly grabbed my cock and aimed it at her entrance.
“… Oops!”
As expected, Naeun’s vaginal wrinkles seemed to be felt more clearly when she performed this position.
When I succeeded in taking my cock up to her roots, Nayeon grabbed her pod and placed it on the back of her head on the back of her head.
A pose that a vulgar stripper would do.
It wasn’t getting any bigger, but my cock was raving about her performance.
“Ha ha… Ha… Honey. What scene ha ha… Is this from… Ha ha… Do you remember…?”
It’s a top female pose with a pod…
I think I wrote this scene in [Her Imprisoned Her]…
I think it was one of the ugly experiments of Lee Jin-sung, who was researching poses that gave as much shame as possible…
I don’t remember well, but I think I wrote it in the first half.
“Han Hee-jung?”
“Haha… Han Hee-jung, what… This is what So-yeon Yoo did.”
Ah. Right. It did.
I wrote it down and forgot about it.
“I don’t know. It was too long ago.”
After she answered honestly, Naeun looked down at me with reproachful eyes, and then she slightly changed the tone of her voice.
“Soyeon… Is she pretty…? Master…? Haha…”
Her breasts, swollen from her pregnancy, sway against her gravity.
“So-yeon… Worked hard… Even with such a low-quality pose… So that she could do well… Because she worked hard… Kyaaah!”
I pushed her back behind her, unable to stand by her wife playing her best friend.
“Haa… Hannah… You.”
The eyes of my wife and I meet in midair.
“…Great?”
A voice full of bitterness.
Is it love or lust in your eyes right now?
But I thought there was no point in diagnosing it accurately.
Because from the moment she first got to know her, we’d been in love far outside her normal orbit.
“Huh. Good.”
Naeun stuck out her pale pink tongue that glistened with her saliva as she showed her affirmation of her raw, unadorned pleasure.
“I love you. Honey.”
I poked Naeun’s pussy with my cock.
