Chapter 158 – #6. Mummy’s Journey (34)
T-ri-rik, beep-beep-beep-beep, t-ri-rik.
Kik, thump…
Jungwoo was taken aback by the sound of a door lock and door opening outside. However, Mira smiled brightly and came over and took his hand.
“Shall we go out soon?”
The shower had ended a long time ago, and while being hit by the water pouring from the shower head, the two were having intense skinship, which is not an exaggeration to say that they caressed each other. After enjoying the touch of each other’s skin moderately, Mira, whose whole body was moistened with water, asked as she ran her hand through her wet blonde hair. Her appearance made her feel like a water fairy in a painting that was both innocent and sexy.
Jung-woo reacted to the figure showing off both beauty and sexuality at the same time, and once again set up a peak.
“Kuhm.”
I had pulled out several shots already, but as I directly enjoyed Mira’s face and body along with the pleasant feeling of the skin where they touched, my cock was revived again. When she was in middle school, even when she was in heat, she had never done anything like this. Jung-woo secretly admired his own stamina that set a new record, but wanted Mira again. I really didn’t get tired of it. It was new every time.
Jeong-woo, who kept drawing her spirit out of her body, was great, but Mi-ra was also not average. Ordinary women, after having multiple orgasms, are satisfied and fall away, and even if a man wants it, they will push it away, but Mira seems to have no satisfaction. Gave it It was clear that there was something really different about her than normal women.
Of course, she wasn’t normal without a change in the color of her face. Traces of her intense sex and pleasure left red marks all over her body, and her eyes were certainly more dim than the first. Seeing her slightly loosened green eyes, Jung-woo took a step closer to Mi-ra, feeling a sense of beauty.
A situation in which two men and women full of sexual desire are now wanting each other again after having a leisurely recovery time. Mi-ra smiled and clung to Jung-woo, lifted her tiptoe and kissed her. It was a deep kiss, sucking the inside of each other’s lips. As Mira pressed on, her breasts were naturally crushed by Jungwoo’s firm breasts, and her Jungwoo’s cock also stood upright, moving back and forth between her Mira’s navel and the pit of the stomach. When the mood was subtly good, Jungwoo deliberately rubbed the glans.
“Shall we leave?”
Jungwoo asked first. She wanted to fuck her right away, but she had to go out to have sex because Mira hadn’t allowed her to come. Mira couldn’t put off the uncomfortable first meeting with her boyfriend forever, so she took the first step in order not to waste precious time in many ways. At Jungwoo’s words, Mira smiled and nodded her head.
After wiping off the water with a towel and leaving, I saw a man taking off his coat and clothes from the back of the room.
‘Did you say you were the studio president?’
Jungwoo remembered the business card he had picked up in the afternoon. Come to think of it, there are several cameras stored on the desk side, as well as a dual monitor computer.
Mira followed her, wrapped her wet hair in her towel, and headed towards him.
“You’re here~?”
A voice full of blatant loveliness. Jung-woo felt strange when he heard her for the first time. Of course, this side is a one-night stand and the other side of her is her real lover, but seeing her in a different way in front of her with her lust for her boiling…
As the secret jealousy and possessiveness welled up in his heart, Jungwoo was taken aback. What he should be boiling over is the boyfriend over there. Rather, it was a position to thank him for. Nevertheless… After all, I wondered if human beings were cunning and selfish. But even so, a glance at Mira makes her stomach burn again and her heart boils.
While the guy agonized internally between conscience and instinct, Mi-ra lost her smile and suddenly took off her clothes and hugged Han Ji-woo, who was wearing her panties, from behind. As if familiar, Jiwoo turned her head and smiled at Mira.
“What is he? Did he grab someone again and hit him?”
“Yeah, we had sex from a while ago. He’s strong and energetic, so I felt it a lot!”
“Somehow. The bed was flooded with water and the room was filled with the smell of rice cakes.”
“Lol.”
There was no specific script, but the direction of the conversation was decided, so the two naturally talked.
Jungwoo, unaware that the two of them were arguing, seemed strange to Mi-ra, who proudly talked about her having an affair with another man, and Jung-woo, who accepted it as if it were nothing special.
Culture shock.
Our country, which has grown up all our lives… Were you this free of sexism? He stood there with a blank face, feeling even confusion.
…
Her regular favorite, Jung-woo, was still clumsy even in the middle of her confusion, and she still stood there holding on to her simple and honest heart of wanting to hit her with her.
In some ways, I felt rather fortunate. If Mira and one of her boyfriends were less weird, there would be no chance to fuck this dazzling blonde goddess. Because they are strange, the opportunity came to this side, so I am in a position to be grateful for the taste of that couple.
Yes, let’s think positively. You are a grateful person.
…
Jung-woo, who had not heard the conversation between the two because he was thinking about other things while his body was a bit tired, was startled when their eyes turned to him.
“Jungwoo, come here.”
Mi-ra, half-dry and her damp straight hair hanging down, beckoned to Jung-woo. Meera, in her nakedness, had her arms crossed over her boyfriend, her breasts on that side of her being pressed against her side, prettily crushed into her half-moon shape. Jungwoo hesitated as he headed toward Mira, thinking that both of them looked really ugly, whether they looked normal or crushed.
“Hehe, it’s awkward between two men, so I’ll be in the middle.”
Mira pulled Jungwoo with her remaining hand and crossed her arms. Her breasts were pressed together by the arms of two different men, causing her nipples to converge. Clad beside the two men who were distracted by the feel of her breasts, Mira looked back and forth between them, she says.
“Baby, this is Kim Jeong-woo. You know that because I’m going to burn with him tonight?”
“Huh.”
Jiwoo’s answer was so cool that Jungwoo doubted his ears. Did you listen to Mira? I wanted to ask. After hearing Ji-woo’s answer, Mi-ra immediately spoke to Jung-woo, who opened her eyes wide.
“Jungwoo, this is my boyfriend. You can call him hyung, whatever you like. Um, I don’t know if we should call each other.”
“Yes.”
Jungwoo stuttered and answered.
“By the way, Jungwoo. We have a bit of an unusual taste. My hobby is filming videos. Can you hang out with me?”
“Video?”
“Um… Well, to put it simply, it’s pornography. I and I personally watch it, and we cover our faces and post it on the site. He said it’s nice to see other men look at me and look at me. Thanks to my boyfriend’s hobby, you can do it with me too. I was able to. Anyway, I’ll cover the face, so let’s take a picture together. Huh? You don’t like it?”
Jung-woo, who was uncomfortable with something, but thought that this was something that women were reluctant to do, wondered if appearing in a pornography was a big deal. Even if I sold my face, I wondered if I would be envious if I took a picture with such an amazing woman. Because the world of men and the world of women are completely different.
And most of all, Mira was anxious because if she didn’t match this unusual hobby, Mira would leave without any regrets. On the surface, he pretended to be asking, but in reality, it was a subtle coercion with no option to refuse. However, if it was this kind of pressure, I would be happy even if I received it a hundred or a thousand times.
I didn’t even have time to think about it. The answer was decided from the beginning, and Jungwoo spat out a formal acceptance.
“Yes. I will.”
“Hehe, I’m not even hesitating. Oh, you’re pretty.”
Mi-ra untied Ji-woo’s arms and hugged Jung-wu, and kissed her on the cheek in succession. Somehow plucked up, Jungwoo hugged her head and opened her mouth to kiss her.
Click.
While the two of them were doing this, Han Ji-woo, wearing panties, took a picture of the two of them right before they kissed with a camera. When Jung-woo, feeling embarrassed at the thought of being filmed, hesitated, this time Mira pulled Jung-woo and kissed her on the lips.
“Don’t worry about selling your face. We take care of these things with certainty. Even if a face appears, only I will appear, so don’t worry… You’re kind, right?”
At Mira’s words, Jungwoo thought about this and that, but soon stopped thinking. Reason and instinct both judged that to be the best.
“Hehe, it’s the second game. Let’s do our best.”
Mira’s support. Jungwoo didn’t think of anything else. He focused only on her mummy and pushed her down on her bed.
“I’m sorry…”
Two men rushed at Meera, who was lying on her bed.
