Chapter 11 – Episode 11
It felt completely different from the soft and enchanting kiss I shared with my older sister Mi-hee, but it also had its own charm.
In Yeonjo’s awkward but desperate tongue, I could feel how deeply and powerfully he wanted me.
I practiced against Mihee noona many times, so I was able to hit it with the kissing technique, but the heart of the performance that lasted for me was admirable.
With the heart of a good-natured veteran catcher who accepts the ball from a rookie pitcher with a fastball one-tool, I generously accepted Yeon-joo’s kiss her.
Uh~~ Yes~~ Nice kiss!!
It’s okay! It’s okay! You’re throwing well!
It’s okay to learn something like a breaking ball later… !!
– Tsuk. Chew. Zhong. Continue.
“Hmm… Mandible… Hehe…”
It was clear that Yeonjoo had entrusted herself to her instincts. Otherwise, the shy guy couldn’t have been this active.
Even though he did n’t stop kissing him as if he could n’t rest even for a second, Yeon-ju kept pushing his body her toward me.
However, since I was sitting at the table, my body and the body of the performer could not be completely attached no matter how awkwardly the performer leaned in from the side.
Yeon-joo didn’t like that, so he moved boldly and sat down on my thighs, then wrapped his legs around my waist and hugged me.
“Hmm… Hmm…”
Sitting on top of him with his knees together, the musician climbed on top of him, and his cock his, which was standing close to him, was crushed by the musician’s ass and sank violently.
Besides, Yeonjoo squeezed my waist with both legs as if she did n’t want to leave my body at all, and twitched her hips and pressed her body her to me endlessly, so my cock under Yeonju’s ass her kept getting swept away.
‘Kuhh…’
On the skinned glans, I could feel the tactile sensation of the chubby thighs and buttocks of the musician. In addition, the stimulation was so intense that the cock was constantly being swept away by the lewd pelvic movement of the performance.
But I couldn’t grow. It seemed like it would hurt my pride if I groaned at the innocent movements of the performance, which seemed to have no idea what masturbation was, let alone sex.
Speaking of myself, I was a veteran daughter-in-law who had been steadily maintaining one daughter a day since the day I first hit my daughter, and a while ago, I was a clear sex experience who organized even Ada. I don’t know if he’s a sex master, but at least he couldn’t lose to Yeonjoo.
Feeling the need to counterattack, I put my hands under Yeon-joo’s white sweater and gently grabbed Yeon-joo’s breasts over her bra.
Aaaaa-.
“Huh… !! Uh huh…!!!”
I was expecting Yeon Joo to shout loudly, so I swallowed Yeon Joo’s lips with my lips.
After covering the performance’s mouth tightly so that Yeon-joo’s groans could not escape, he squeezed Yeon-joo’s breasts out of her.
Kwok-. Kuwook-.
“Hmm..!! Oooh..!!”
From the breasts surrounded by the bra to the upper breasts protruding above the bra, it was a small size that could be grasped with one hand, but it was not disappointing at all.
Although Yeonju’s breasts were a little small in size, the texture and density were excellent.
When you hold a breast, it is lumpy at first, but the harder you hold it, the more the breast meat gathers and becomes tangled.
“Huh… !!! Hehe!! That… Sorry… Haha!!! Stop… Stop it… Please!!”
As I held the firm milk in my hand, squeezed it, opened it, and touched it, I could not stand it.
No matter how good the room was, the soundproofing couldn’t be perfect. I should have stopped right now to avoid getting caught by the police, but I continued to massage Yeon-joo’s breasts.
The timid musician, who can’t even refute a single word properly while eating a lot of swearing, and this situation where he can’t stand my touch and shouts lewd shouts in a restaurant where you don’t know how many others are listening , was so hot that I couldn’t stop it.
-Fetish. Fetish. Fetish.
“Huh!! Huh… Mr. Min Joon… Alas… I… No more… Hehe!!!”
The performer still wrapped his legs around my waist, leaned completely on my shoulder, and spit out a hot chant.
It was so good that I was addicted to the feeling of groaning in my ears as if I could not stand it, but in the end, I couldn’t stand it and spit it out.
It was so good that I would never regret it even if I was reported to the police for disorderly conduct and drunkenness.
But when the atmosphere was heating up for a while, the phone rang on Yeon-ju’s cell phone that was in Yeon-ju’s jeans.
-Tiririling. Tiri-ring.
‘Fuck, that kills the timing.’
Startle.
Hearing the phone ring, Yeon Joo’s body trembled.
It was too much for me to keep touching my breasts without paying attention, so I swallowed my regret and slipped my hand inside the sweater of the performance.
“For now… Pick up the phone. Mr. Yeonju.”
“Yes… Yes… Mr. Minjun… Thanks… Maybe… Mama must be…”
Yeon-joo nodded his head, feeling extremely embarrassed as if he had guessed what the word ‘for now’ meant.
Yeon-su lifted his head, which was leaning on my shoulder his, and released his arms that were wrapped around my chest.
Then, just as I was about to pull my leg out, I tightly wrapped my arms around Yeon-ju’s waist to prevent him from escaping.
“Huh… Min… Mr. Minjun?”
“Just take it as it is.”
“Yes?! That…Then…!”
“I don’t want to fall with Yeon-joo, so just accept it as it is. Even if you do this, you can answer the phone.”
“Ha ha… Ugh… That… That’s…”
“Come on. I’m going to hang up.”
“… Yes… I know… “
It was the first mischievous request to Yeonjoo, but Yeonjoo couldn’t protest much and took out the phone while sitting with his butt on my thigh.
It was a situation that clearly showed how firmly the relationship between me and Yeonju was established, and it was a good opportunity to leave that out.
‘The words Jeong-hye spat at the cafe really bothered me… ‘
When Jeong-hye blows Yeon-joo her pad lip, she must have said that Yeon-joo’s mother introduced her Yeon-joo as an retard.
No sane mother would say such a thing to her daughter her, so these were just two cases.
Either Jeong-hye made a nonsensical statement, or Yeon-joo’s mother was an asshole.
I was expecting it to be the latter, listening to the voice of the performance who was exceptionally depressed when I was hit by a pad lip.
However, watching the reaction of Yeon-joo, who shuddered at the phone call that was expected to be her mother’s and instantly hardened her expression her, which had been relaxed, she was now almost certain.
Yeonju’s mother was probably, an enormous bitch.
‘No matter how much a mother is, she shouldn’t cross the line.’
Playing was no different from mine. No matter how much she was a mother, if she treated Yeon-joo carelessly, she had to be punished.
If I bully you, I bully you, I didn’t want to see others bullying me even if I died.
So I deliberately placed the instrument on my thigh and made him talk on the phone. I really wanted to hear the contents of the phone call between Yeonju’s mother and Yeonju.
“… Hello?”
-Where are you? You haven’t come home until now, where are you and what are you doing?
“With someone I know… We are having dinner together.”
-Is that person next to you now?
The musician looked at me to see if he knew I was listening. I shook my head.
It was a gesture to say no, Yeon-joo hesitated a little, and then she nodded her head.
“No. Come out for a moment now…”
– Crazy bitch. You’ve made up your mind to disgrace the family.
“… “
As soon as I heard that no one was there, the voice from the phone became cold as ice.
Until then, I felt like a mother talking to her daughter her, even formally, but now I just felt like a crazy bitch.
As I expected, Yeon-ju’s mother was right.
-Are you rebelling because I ordered you to work part-time? Would you have told me to come home right after work?
“No… It’s not like that…”
– Didn’t you say that a lacking child like you shouldn’t go outside? Why do I keep running out when I only cause accidents and disgrace my family? You’re not really rebelling against your mother, are you?
“I’m sorry. Rebel… It’s not like that.”
-If you know you’re sorry, go home quickly… Wait, aren’t you having dinner with a guy?
“That… That’s it… Mom…”
It would have been enough to say that he was eating with a woman in moderation, but Yeon-joo couldn’t even lie so easily.
It was frustrating for me to see, but on the other hand, I also felt sorry for her, wondering how much she had been harassed by her mother her, and how the performance had become like this.
– Crazy bitch. Dirty slut. Come home right now
“… “
-Should I lock this bitch up from tomorrow….
Pop.
At the end of the goosebumps talk to himself, the phone call suddenly hung up.
Naturally, I thought she would cry, but Yeon-joo naturally put her cell phone in her pocket and looked at me awkwardly, as if she was used to things like this.
That innocent look on his face made me feel sad for some reason.
The awkwardly hanging smile on his lips clearly contained deep resignation and self-condemnation.
“I’m sorry. Mr. Min Joon. My mom is a bit peculiar… She thought she’d get caught anyway… She got caught so quickly…”
“… “
“But sometimes… Please be kind. He must have been very angry because I didn’t go home without saying anything today… “
I looked at the performance without answering.
Yeon-joo seemed to be burdened with eye contact with me, so she kept avoiding my gaze and told me. At once, the performance returned to normal. No, she looked worse than usual.
I was so excited that I tried so hard to make him run at me, but at once, everything was a joke.
“I was really thankful for today. Mr. Min Joon. You have no idea how moved I was when you said things that I would never have heard in my life… Come to think of it, the same goes for cafes… I think Minjun is really good at talking…”
I didn’t really like the performance that kept changing the atmosphere without my permission, but I thought I’d listen to the performance until the end.
Of course, I would have done it if I had bitten my tongue and committed suicide, but I never intended to send the performance home in such a smashed atmosphere.
Even so, the reason I listened to the performance until the end was because I wanted to respect the performance, at least in this part.
I had the intention of dominating the performance, but I had no intention of degrading the performance or insulting it personally, like the idiot who is now strongly dominating the performance.
It might be possible to be rude when having sex, but I really didn’t mean to blaspheme.
I was confident that I could make the performance my own without having to cut it down, and that was the difference in status as a ruler between me and this bitch.
I was thinking of ruling the performance, but making the performance happy in my arms.
I opened my mouth, staring at the performance that was avoiding my gaze.
“I am not good at talking. That’s just what you think. Everything I said to you was sincere.”
“Look… Even now… Mr. Minjun… You talk so well… It’s so sweet… It’s so warm… Therefore… So I just want to lean… I don’t even know my subject…”
“Then you can lean on it.”
“How is it? For someone like Min-jun… How… What can a stupid, stupid woman like me count on? Man… She makes mistakes all the time, and gets scolded by her mother and the people around her. Word… I can’t speak properly. I… I’m a complete idiot… If you’re next to me… It will only cause trouble to Minjun….”
As he spoke, Yeon Joo’s face gradually descended toward my shoulder.
But Yeonjoo never buried his face in my shoulder.
He just lowered his head and sobbed weakly, so softly that it was almost faint even if he heard it in his ears.
I didn’t like this scene. I didn’t like Shinpa and I didn’t like romance. I was only erotic. Or even porn at all.
Maybe that’s why I did n’t like Yeon Joo’s sobbing cry, the short distance of only a few centimeters between my shoulder and Yeon Joo’s face his.
Being sad and sad was definitely not my taste.
“I’m sorry. Mr. Min Joon. I looked ugly again. If you think about it … I think Min-joon keeps showing only his ugly side of him. I’m sorry….”
Yeon-joo stopped crying too quickly for the sadness he felt, and slowly lifted his head and said,
It seemed like he was already thinking about breaking up when he tried to talk calmly. More farewells, not just today.
As if he wanted to keep a little more of my face that he hadn’t seen face to face so much, Yeonju finally looked at me clearly.
“Thank you so much for today…… I guess I should just go home…… “
The performance and expression on his face showed how much he wanted to be with me more.
The performer was really stupid. If it kept coming out like this, I couldn’t send the performance all the more.
Even if it wasn’t me, there was no man in this world who would send a woman with that expression back home. It was a eunuch, not a man.
“You don’t have to be sorry. Yeon Yeon-ssi, I won’t be able to go home today.”
“Yes…? Whoops…!!”
Without hesitation, he planted a kiss on Yeon Joo’s lips.
