Chapter 244 – #9. Mummy and the Worker (8)
Mira, with her straight hair hanging down, may have released the brakes while undoing her hair…
“Heh, heh, honey. How is it?”
From that point on, it became quite bold.
Probably the biggest factor was that I left her on her and went to her bathroom.
Leaving her seat was just an excuse, and it was practically the same as throwing her mummy to the worker.
Thinking about it, I went a little too hard, but I wonder if I got angry.
“It’s really pretty.”
This time, Mira came out wearing a crop top and a short H-line skirt.
It was like a picture of a model in a shopping mall. Of course, it looks prettier.
To evaluate it, the unrealistic beauty and body were very good…
The nonsensical pervert taste in it was also great, and it fit well with me like pieces of a puzzle that fit together.
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”
“No. Waiting is fun.”
“Huh, yeah…?”
It’s never a lie.
It took Mira almost 10 minutes each time to change her clothes, but I was able to happily wait several times.
That’s why… Well, it’s obvious
Mira snorted and narrowed her eyes, perhaps showing that I was enjoying myself more than usual.
“Transformation.”
“Hmm.”
I can’t deny it.
But our mask play isn’t over yet.
Mira adds her afterword.
“You keep dressing your girlfriend in dirty clothes.”
“No?”
“Well, well… Aside from me, do you mind if other people stare at me?”
Looking down at the exposed area of the mummy, she said.
A white and slender waist, a tight skirt that exposes the entire silence followed line, and even thighs that draw beautiful curves.
It was an admirable body that attracted her attention regardless of man or woman.
“I’m rather good. It’s clothes that no one can wear. Your real face is much prettier than the photos of online shopping mall models who even edited it. It makes me want to brag about it.”
“Okay?”
Even if it’s a mummy who always attracts people’s attention and receives admiration and compliments for being pretty several times a day, sincere compliments from her lover seem to make her feel good.
Mira can’t control the rising of the corners of her mouth. Her face is also slightly flushed.
“Hmmmm, good. Keep praising me from now on.”
She smiles, showing her white teeth as she crosses her arms to see if she’s really in a good mood.
“Now…”
– Ugh!
The moment Mira, feeling better, tried to immerse herself in ‘dating’, a vibration broke her flow and rang on her phone.
Like me, who has been constantly receiving text messages, photos, and videos about her mummy, Mira also always pays attention to notifications on her cell phone.
Of course. From the moment she first spread her legs to her work man, she has always been in touch with him.
Even now, it’s real-time communication, so it’s hard to ignore the phone’s vibration as if you care about me.
“Did you see something coming?”
There I float one more drink. Like pushing your back.
For reference, the reason why Mira hesitantly looks at her while paying attention to her message is simple.
Because I have the phone.
I was carrying her handbag along with the shopping bag.
She had in effect taken it away under the pretense of carrying her luggage so that she could comfortably enter the fitting room.
“Ruler.”
“Ugh. Thank you…”
No matter how much she got used to pretending not to know, it seems that she is not immune to receiving another man’s chat in front of her lover.
Mira, whose face was getting redder, checked the message in front of me.
And then…
“Hmm, honey?”
“Why?”
“I’m going to go to the bathroom.”
“…Okay.”
Contrary to earlier, she says she will leave me.
Even though she had only guessed that this would happen, her heart skipped a beat when she heard it.
“See you later.”
“Way to go.”
She didn’t ask for anything, so her bag and phone were still in my hands.
… I suddenly feel empty.
…
The situation is… It looks like I took her things, but in reality I was taken.
Her only means of communication with her.
“…Flaw.”
Now I have no way of knowing the news of Mira.
Mira’s phone is with me, so how can I communicate with her?
Of course, if the worker sends me a message, I can find out about Mira’s situation.
But what if you don’t send a message on the contrary?
What if the rough-and-tumble workman ostracizes me and takes Meera to her motel?
If you think about it with common sense, of course Mira will come back to me to find her and her luggage…
Aren’t you in the middle of a ‘play’ that’s really far from common sense right now?
… Her heart is pounding. So much that it hurts.
Imagination was a really good seasoning.
Until then, until the worker contacted me, I was engulfed in anxiety and delusion brought on by my imagination.
…
[Hee, hee, ha…]
[Hold her ass more.]
Jahak through wireless earphones! The sound of slapping flesh echoes.
My lover, on-screen, was being slapped on the butt by another man.
For not straightening her posture.
[Ugh, sorry, I do… !]
And my woman apologizes with her moans of pleasure.
It was a soggy voice that reminded me of the expression wet.
[The waist is also moving straight.]
[Yeah…]
She responds with her tongue twisted in her pronunciation.
Mira was uncharacteristically absorbed in her pleasure, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen.
The reason why I like it so much is because I was treated mainly for petting rather than watching the show throughout the shopping, so it got quite hot.
But. In the beginning of shopping, he seemed to be quite relaxed, but in the second half, he showed signs of restlessness.
Especially after loosening her hair to cover her kiss marks, she couldn’t hide her anticipation in her eyes whenever she entered the fitting room where the working man was.
…
The place where they are now is an underground parking lot, inside a car that seems to belong to a working man.
The two of them are having a secret meeting in a corner where even the lighting is dim, downstairs, where there are few cars in the parking lot.
Mira, who had waved her hand to me to go to the bathroom, was now lying on her back like a dog in the back seat of the working man’s car, holding her butt up.
All of this situation, presumably from the point of view of the video, was being transmitted to me in real time through a camera installed on the dashboard.
In my mind, I wanted to go there myself and watch the heavily tinted cars parked in the dark shake with violent movements.
But it can’t be…
In the current play, everyone’s movements were carefully designed.
First of all, since I’m playing the role of being deceived, I should avoid situations where steam leaks out due to sudden actions.
I also liked the fact that it was a situation I had no control over.
Since it was a poor filming without any lighting, it was regrettable that the interior of the dark car could not be seen properly, but it had a sense of reality as well.
There was no particular complaint, thanks to the white skin that stood out even in the dark screen, Mira’s appearance was on the side.
…
For a while, the sound of chuck, chuck, chuck and flesh crashing continued.
For a few minutes, the two mingled without saying anything.
Only the sound of heavy breathing and flesh quietly lingered in the car where the tryst was taking place.
Moisture starts to mix with the sound of their flesh hitting each other, and finally it becomes sticky enough to be described as ‘chop-chok-chok’ rather than ‘chop-chok-chook’.
[Sigh! Heh, black!]
Mira, who had been holding back her moaning, began to let out a high, sharp groan, as if the thrill of her thrill had reached the bottom of her chin.
Because of the composition of her backseat in front of her, I couldn’t see much of Mira’s face while watching her video, but she’s probably holding her head up with her eyes closed and her mouth open.
Because the mummy I knew always did.
And there must be a guy who gets used to her like that.
Unlike me, he would feel ecstatic at the feeling of her inner flesh as he began to bite her hole more and more as he dug into her hole.
If she forcibly lowers her head as she rises to her pleasure, a superb view of the obscene mummy’s back, her waist, and her silence followed and hips all at once spread out in front of her.
Besides, Mira had straight hair, which is rare, so you could see her soft hair fluttering on the piston.
“Flaw.”
But I thought it might be trivial to him.
Unlike me, for her, Mira is a woman he has just met.
It’s just that the girl who often wears a ponytail has her hair undone, if she goes over with it…
“…”
I really regret having sex with straight-haired Mira because it was covered by the seat in front of her… I thought it might not be a big deal for some people.
She felt something hot in her chest.
Sometimes, there are times when damage comes from this part rather than sexual.
That she, whom I cherish like her life, is just her sex partner for someone to enjoy.
My woman’s rare special appearance is just a scene that is not very inspirational to someone.
Just when she felt that bitter arousal, the guy who was only engrossed in her sex leaned over her and whispered to Mira.
[The fuck bitch is so damn tight. Do you know what Now I’m shaking her ass like a fucking slut.]
[Heh, don’t say bad words, heh, don’t…]
[What? Bad? The bad thing is that you leave your lover and fuck with sex.]
… This is a conversation that is conscious of me, no matter who sees it.
The appearances of the two that I saw in the previous ‘Report’ were literally affair partners, in other words, they had a more romantic atmosphere.
I felt like I was receiving unexpected service.
Of course, Mi-ra, who feels humiliated by being beaten, is welcome because she has lost her temper.
[You said you were changing clothes, came over to where I was, kissed you fucking kisses and massaged your breasts, and you treated me to my goddaughter and sucked it with her mouth.]
[Huh, uhhh…]
[At the end, he chewed on me, so he kept his mouth shut and chewed. It’s a little wobbly when you wear clothes and go out.]
[That thing… !]
The guy listed what happened today and scolded Mira.
Even in the midst of this, while pushing her pussy violently from the bottom, he blocked even the refutation of Mira, who had nothing to say.
[You are good too. Look, the corner of your mouth went up even though you were swearing at me.]
[Oh, no… !]
[Yes, deny it to the end. Because that’s worse.]
It was a pity that I couldn’t see Mira’s expression.
It was a common thing for women to get pleasure from immorality, but I like it too.
Denying it with your mouth, but being honest with your body and expression, was a subject that has consistently been popular in the past and now.
After such a short conversation, both of them seemed to have reached a climax, as if the talk during sex had become a good seasoning.
As before, the sound of breathing and flesh spreads. Faster and more furiously.
…
[Whoa, whoa, slowly wraps up. Shake your back more.]
[Ugh, haaang… !]
Mira, who had no time to answer, grabbed her buttocks, and the workman who spurted her spurted her semen inside her mummy.
He inserted her all the way into Mira, who held her ass up, and squeezed his cum as close to her womb as possible.
The flinching Mira, who was already in her climax, shuddered every time her semen streaked her inner lining, wondering if her semen was so good.
Even right after the climax, the two of them, who had been enjoying the aftertaste while moving their waists moderately, loosened the lower joint, brought their faces closer, and lightly mixed their tongues a few times.
[Whoa, whoa. Mummy.]
[… Yes?]
A working man whispering something in my ear.
It was literally a whisper in my ear, so I couldn’t hear it.
Raising her body and sitting in the middle of the back seat in the so-called mermaid pose, Mira’s face comes into the camera’s view.
Mira, who heard the guy’s whisper, shook her head wildly and seemed to deny or reject it…
[Understand?]
[Ugh, ugh, that’s…]
When the workman sucked the nape of his neck and stimulated his nipples with his fingers as if snapping them, he flinched and the resistance weakened…
[Chung, Chu, Heu-yeung, ah, okay, no, think about it… Tsk… I’ll think about it. Huh…]
It seemed to be captured by the persistent kiss that followed.
Changing words from an obvious rejection to thinking about it… Because it’s not like it’s gone.
Mira always liked kissing after sex.
Residual heat from her orgasm lingered, and she looked lustful as she kissed her with her hazy eyes.
After that, the video ended with the two of them going out of the car after roughly cleaning up.
…
“I waited for a long time… Didn’t I?”
About 30 minutes passed.
Time passed quickly even though the workman and Mira did not procrastinate in their own way and were only engrossed in sex.
Mira returned to me… It was obvious that the post-processing was not done properly.
The nape of the neck with small beads of sweat, the wet hair clinging to it, the eyes half-opened with pleasure, and the slightly parted moist lips catch the eye.
… I’m really fucking pissed off
“No it’s okay.”
“Sorry…But, honey. I have something to tell you.”
“Hmm?”
After a brief apology, Mira naturally took her bag from me as she spoke her words.
For a moment, I felt something cheap and tingly.
“That…”
“Wait, can I say one thing first?”
“Huh? Umm, what is it?”
I cut off Mira’s words…
“Question, I will.”
I listened to her, swallowed her saliva, and smiled at Mira as she looked up at me.
