Chapter 73 – Empty House (2)
“It’s nothing. Just… besides when I have to take care of business, I spend all day with your things inside me.”
…Is that really nothing?
24-hour insertion? What kind of production is this? Are you trying to surpass the times, my lord!
Hong Yeon-hwa continued with a detailed explanation without any hesitation, with an idea that I couldn’t even imagine.
“Just because I said I insert it all day doesn’t mean I want you to shake your hips all day. Even you would get tired if you did that.”
“Well, that’s true.”
Even if it’s somehow possible, it might be my turn to be philosophical all day long.
“Actually, the real action starts after the sun sets. Until then, you can just spend your normal daily life.”
Hong Yeon-hwa said that and gave me a sly smile, with her eyes curved like a crescent moon.
“Of course… if you can’t wait any longer, it’s fine with me. You can pour your desire into me anytime you want.”
Hong Yeon-hwa started to undress on my lap, swaying her body gently.
The waistband fell silently. The collar, which had nothing to hold it in place, naturally spread out, revealing her large breasts that were bigger than her head.
Snap.
Without realizing it, I swallowed my saliva as Hong Yeon-hwa put her hand inside her loosened clothes, smiling bashfully.
Hong Yeon-hwa took off her underwear, revealing only the top that hung on her nipples, which were now half-covered.
“Don’t rush. Isn’t it unfair that only I’m taking off my clothes?”
Saying that, Hong Yeon-hwa slowly reached out to me. Her unique scent, which was strong and refreshing, came with inevitable intimacy.
Before I could get used to it, her slender fingers, which were suitable for the phrase “pearls on a string,” dug into my chest.
Hong Yeon-hwa, who was very familiar with undoing her clothes, undid my shirt with ease.
However, even though I waited for a long time, Hong Yeon-hwa only stroked my collarbone and didn’t take off her own clothes.
When I looked at her expectantly, she gathered her arms slightly and pushed me back.
“Should I take it off for you?”
“Uh…”
As if possessed by something, I reached out my hand, and Hong Yeon-hwa hesitated for a moment before shrugging her shoulders to make it easier for me to undress her.
Swish.
Soon, the sound of her shirt falling to the ground was followed by the sight of Hong Yeon-hwa’s breasts fully exposed.
I couldn’t understand how they could be so big and yet so pretty.
For a moment, I stared blankly, and then Hong Yeon-hwa shook her breasts left and right and said in a playful tone.
“Are you just going to stare?”
“Of course not.”
Chapter 73 – Empty House (2)
My heart is already happy just by looking at her breasts, but that’s such a waste.
I carefully lift her breasts from underneath, feeling their weight, grabbing her nipples and lifting them up before letting them fall and enjoying the way they jiggle.
I enjoy the rough feeling of kneading them in my hands, teasing her nipples in my mouth, burying my face in her cleavage and taking deep breaths.
After playing with her breasts in various ways for a while, I notice that Hong Yeon-hwa’s breath is getting rougher, her nipples are erect, and there’s moisture starting to form in her lower body.
Clear evidence of arousal.
I whisper into Hong Yeon-hwa’s ear, which has become hazy and unfocused.
“Now it’s time to take off your bottom.”
“Hmm…!”
Hong Yeon-hwa trembles lightly just from that.
“Why are you so sensitive?”
“W-Well, what can I do? Lately, I’ve been taking care of it myself or only doing it once, so I’ve gotten used to feeling it quickly!”
“That’s a desirable habit.”
“Mm…!”
Hong Yeon-hwa, who had become slightly pouty, stood up and turned around.
I wondered if something had gone wrong, but she just seemed to be trying to take off her pants.
This time, she quickly took off her pants without any hesitation, revealing her plump buttocks that jiggled as she moved.
Her plump buttocks give off a sexy vibe, but for some reason, Hong Yeon-hwa looks cute.
I take a look at what she’s doing and see that she’s halfway through taking off her slightly wet underwear.
Is today just Hong Yeon-hwa’s day, where she won’t even masturbate?
I try my best to move carefully so as not to touch her vagina, but it seems like it’s inevitable that it gets wet.
When our eyes meet, Pungsoso just pouts without making a sound.
“Don’t. Mind. Me.”
…How can I not mind when you’re doing that right next to me?
Suddenly, Hong Yeon-hwa starts to turn, and I forget about Pungsoso and focus on her.
I was so focused on her that I forgot about Pungsoso, but it seems like that was for the best.
I nod my head slightly and look back in front of me, only to find that Hong Yeon-hwa has already finished undressing completely and is now sitting on my lap.
“Heuheutcha.”
Hong Yeon-hwa is light, but thanks to my martial arts training, my bones and muscles have become strong enough that it doesn’t hurt much.
Knowing this, Hong Yeon-hwa probably stepped on my thigh.
Hong Yeon-hwa, who has pushed her dripping wet vagina against my face, doesn’t hesitate to put her hand down.
Spread wide open.
Hong Yeon-hwa shows me the inside of her vagina, which is already moist and quivering.
“Do you see it? The lady who once reached the pinnacle of power, flipping the entire Jungwon upside down, is now shamelessly spreading her legs, wet with desire just from a whisper, and longing to spend a day soaked in a man’s essence… It’s all because of you.”
Hong Yeon-hwa’s moans continue to pour out like she’s trying to squeeze something out of herself.
Hearing her words, I can’t help but think… the intense image of her demonic presence from the Yongbongji Society overlaps with her current moaning and groaning, making it insanely erotic.
Hong Yeon-hwa giggles as she stares at my cock, which she’s stroking like she’s protesting for it to be put inside her right now.
“That’s why you should take responsibility.”
“…Responsibility? How?”
When I tilt my head, Hong Yeon-hwa gets off my lap and starts stroking my cock with her foot.
“Daddy.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t you have a position where you lift me up and carry me? It’s called ‘deulbak,’ right?”
Hong Yeon-hwa puts her hands on her hips and puffs out her chest, declaring confidently.
“Today, I won’t take a single step on the ground. I’ll stick to you like a cicada, so you better know that!”
“What?”
“Waaah! I’m your baby demon! Lift me up!”
After saying that, Hong Yeon-hwa jumps up and naturally wraps herself around my upper body.
Her smooth movements are like a drawing, without any particular shock. It just reminds me that her unique softness and warmth have become a close position.
However, I’m more concerned about Hong Yeon-hwa’s voice, which is whining and clinging to me rather than her seductive movements.
“Why isn’t it coming off…?”
She tried to take off my pants by wiggling her toes, but it didn’t work as she expected, and Hong Yeon-hwa is now pouting.
“Well, you didn’t untie the knot. Just wait a moment.”
Rubbing her back a few times, I finally manage to take off my pants as she smiles in satisfaction.
“Now, everything that’s bothering us is gone! Hurry up and put it in!”
I grab Hong Yeon-hwa’s hips, which keep rubbing against my belly, tightly.
“Hmph!”
“I got it, so just stay still for a bit.”
Then, I estimate the angle that I’m now familiar with and push my hips forward.
The feeling of penetrating her tightly closed vagina, spreading it open to fit my cock, and the sensation of the soft yet firm touch on the tip of my glans.
“Ah…!”
As soon as I insert myself deeply enough to touch her cervix, Hong Yeon-hwa’s body trembles.
The second light climax I’ve experienced today.
Hong Yeon-hwa’s wet insides squirm and add more moisture, making me feel good.
“Ah…uhh…”
Hong Yeon-hwa wraps her arms around my neck and lets out a satisfied moan.
“I always think this, but your thing is a bit too big for me.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. It feels good to be filled up down there, but if I stay like this all day, my pussy might not return to its original shape and might end up looking like yours.”
“……”
What’s going on? Wasn’t Hong Yeon-hwa supposed to be a self-proclaimed demon, not a self-proclaimed genius? No matter how much I think about it, it seems right?
Although she didn’t seem to intend to say anything erotic, her words ended up being incredibly vulgar.
As I briefly reflect on her behavior up until now, Hong Yeon-hwa opens her mouth and starts blowing on my balls while rubbing hers against my cheeks.
“Hey, what are you thinking about so much?”
“To be honest, I’m thinking that Yeon-hwa might be a genius at pissing off cocks.”
“What?”
While Hong Yeon-hwa is still confused, I come to a conclusion.
My head isn’t working properly, so I’ll just finish this and think about it later.
Squish.
“Ah…!”
As I start shaking her butt in earnest, Hong Yeon-hwa begins to feel the sensitivity that is undoubtedly true.
Seeing her like this, Paeng So-so can’t take it anymore and rushes out of the room, shouting, “I-I’ll be preparing dinner!”
With each step Paeng So-so takes, sticky cum drips down.
Come to think of it, the weather has been quite warm lately, and it’s already become a full-fledged spring day.
Could that be considered spring rain?
…Never mind.
