Chapter 55 – Chapter 55
I stayed still because the performer told me to stay still. Today was the kind of day where I wanted to be sorry for everything.
‘I’m sorry for being late for the appointment, and I’m sorry for ringing. But it was all a necessary process, a performance.’
As a finishing touch to the performance that washed my body, I gently dried my wet body with a towel and a hair dryer, and took me to bed.
‘Does this happen to me?’
It was originally my specialty to wash a woman who passed out after sex, but it didn’t feel bad when I did it the other way around.
Just as food cooked by someone else tastes the best, it felt better to do laundry by someone else.
From now on, I’ll have to ask the women to wash me often.
“Lying in bed… Lie down cleanly… It has to be clean.”
“Are you still not clean?”
“Ah… I still smell it. I need to wash.”
“… ?”
The playing washed me over for nearly thirty minutes. My lower back hurt as I sat there.
Still not enough, it’s not mysophobia.
Well, I still lay down. I was sorry and I was thinking of having sex soon anyway.
When I got into my position and lay down, the musician rode on me.
“Go… Stay still. Mr. Minjun.”
“Yes. I will stay still.”
Standing in a riding position and looking down at me, the musician said in a commanding tone.
I was going to put a cock in my pussy whenever I got tired of it, but for now, I accepted.
I wondered what the performer was trying to do.
“Wash… Going to wash cleanly. I will never be taken away by a stray cat.”
Yeon-joo said so and lowered his upper body. Then he stuck out his cute little tongue and started licking my forearm.
To put it in the words of the performance, it was the same forearm that crossed arms with ‘the thief cat’.
“Chew… Churup… It’s cold… Umm…”
“… “
I loved the feeling of the plump tongue of Yeonjo tickling my forearm.
However, no matter how much I thought about it, it was absurd to wipe my body with saliva.
Aside from industry awards, when dividing clean or dirty in a dichotomy, what the performance is doing now is clearly on the dirty side. To the extent that it couldn’t be compared to something like arming arms with a stray cat.
However, the performance with the tongue teasing was cute, and I was curious as to how far the tongue would lick it, so I left the performance alone for now.
“Chung. Chun. Chuup. Chun. Well. Chun. It’s cold.”
The feeling of Yeon-joo’s bouncy breasts being crushed and rubbed against mine, and Yeon-joo’s tongue licking my forearm with a puppy-like cheep-chop sound were enough to make a man go crazy. The cock slowly swelled up.
But I waited patiently even with my cock erect. He was the type to trust and watch until the end.
However, no matter how long I waited for the performance and the tongue wiping, there was no sign of an end. His forearm his was already covered in saliva from the performance.
“Mr. Are you not tired?”
“Chung. Chuup. Uh huh yes. It’s okay. Ah… It’s not over yet. Wait for me. I need to wash other places too.”
“Ah, yes… “
Yeon-su started sucking his forearm his, then his chest and shoulder area his. After that, I started targeting the armpits intensively, but I couldn’t stand it except for the armpits.
Not Cha Si-eun, but Yeon-joo did this to me, so I felt very strange.
“Chuuuuup. Well. Chun. Chow. Chug.”
“Kuu… ! Yeon-yeon, aren’t your armpits a bit dirty?”
“Chung… Cold… Yes, it’s dirty It smells like stray cats. I will make it clean.”
“Ugh… !”
To be honest, I was a little upset. Yeon-joo’s armpit caress was the best of all the caresses I’ve ever had.
Play. Mihyun. Poetry. Hyemi.
If these four women who had had sex so far were called the Four Heavenly Kings, Yeonju was the weakest among them.
I couldn’t even imagine that one of the most sensitive parts of the body, the armpit, would be attacked by such a weakling, and maybe that’s why I couldn’t come to my senses from Yeon-joo’s sudden caress of the armpit.
“Cold… Cold. It’s cold. It’s cold. Chug.”
“Laugh…!”
Yeon-joo meticulously licked her tongue to the creases in the armpits that formed when her arm was pressed against her body.
The feeling of his smooth tongue licking between the wrinkles in his armpit her was very irritating. His cock her was not even fully erect, so he was gurgling like crazy and slurping Cooper juice.
“Chung. Chun. Uh… Did you reach here too? Yes. Reached It smells. It’s a female cat.”
“Where… ? Awesome!”
“Chung. Chew. Chun”
Yeon-joo licked my nipples, which stood as fast as sleeping, with her tongue her.
At this point, I wondered if the stray cat was an excuse, and in fact Yeonjoo just liked to lick my body her. She played like a puppy, so it was plausible enough.
However, watching the performance reverently moving the tongue as if conducting a sacred ceremony without any sign of excitement, I could see that the performance was serious about cleaning this tongue.
“Chung. Chun. Chug.”
“Kuh… Mr. Playing Actually, I even touched my cock earlier.”
“Cold… Yeah? Mr. Min Joon. I didn’t hear well. I’m sorry.”
“That stray cat touched my cock too.”
“… “
It was me who touched her I had touched her cunt her.
But I couldn’t wait until it was my turn.
It was just a nipple.
Judging by the attitude of the performance, it seemed that he would be satisfied only after licking the upper body, but his cock was swollen like it would burst at any moment.
But that didn’t mean I wanted to cut off the sacred ritual of playing and go straight into sex. Being actively cared for by Yeonjoo was so hot.
Also, I couldn’t ask Yeon-joo to suck his cock her just because I was fucking hot. Again, Yeonju was the weakest of the four heavenly kings. And it was a puppy.
Giving a ‘request’ rather than an order to Yeonjoo was a matter of pride as a human being before sex.
So I lied
The cock is contaminated.
Even his cock had the smell of a stray cat.
“Ah… Ah… Aaaaa… Ahhh… No!!! Why!! I do not like it!! Awesome!! No!! No!!!”
The rendition made a fuss over her, then immediately turned her body toward her cock her. It was a perfect 69 position.
In front of my eyes, I could see Yeon-joo’s thighs her with toxic flesh, and her pink pussy her, which had no feeling of use because she had only had sex once in her life.
However, the time to quietly appreciate the good things was not that long.
Yeon-joo gripped my cock firmly with both hands and began cleaning it vigorously with his tongue. I gently closed my eyes and enjoyed the special sensation of playing.
“Kuhhh… !”
“Jjong. I’m sorry. Chun. Cheek. Chow. Chow. Chop.”
It felt like I was mopping with my tongue rather than biting. The performance was widening the area of the tongue as much as possible and was wiping his cock at high speed.
Ordinary fellatio was different, and the tantalizing yet stimulating thing killed my mood.
‘Thank you. The thief cat.’
To the unknown stray cat who willingly let me touch her pussy and made the situation so that I could receive such a special fellatio from Yeon-joo. All I could say was thank you so much.
‘Okay. Just to say thank you… Can’t have sex Pretty, but… ‘
The visual score of the stray cat far exceeded the passing cutoff as a one-night partner. She seemed to have had some plastic surgery, but nothing unnatural.
Her personality was so fucking vulgar, to the point where I wondered if it would be okay to have her as her sex partner her and enjoy her sloppily when the sex was as vulgar as her Western pornography her.
‘But you can’t chew it. I’m just wondering if I’ll do a galdu too.’
But her nipples were too dark. What color was the cigarette ash?
Rather, there were people who liked worn-out Galdu and Galbo. But I liked the ping.
They preferred clean visuals with no pigmentation. Like the pussy of a performance.
“Um… Cheek. Jjaap.”
“Ugh… ! Min… Mr. Minjun! Wait! Ah… It’s not over yet… ! Oops…!! Mandible…!!”
I couldn’t help but stare at the Pingbo of Yeonju right in front of me.
While receiving the blow job, I grabbed Yeon-joo’s ass and spread it apart, then started licking Yeon-joo’s cunt.
It was the ’69’ position with the performance.
‘The acting is really crazy.’
The juice tasted like normal batteries. It was sour and stinky like a battery, so the more you suck it, the more thirsty your tongue is.
However, the love story of Yeonjoo was different. The first taste was clean and refreshing like water, but the end taste was sweet like fruit juice.
After slicing watermelon and putting it on a tray and eating it, it was the taste of the watermelon piled up on the tray later.
I greedily sucked the nectar from Yeonjo’s cunt.
“Cheuk. Cheek. Cheek. Cheek. Cheek.”
“Oh… ! Chun. Cold. Cold. Mandible…!”
Yeonjoo tried to continue cleaning his tongue with his indomitable will even though I was helping him. But the weakest was not the weakest for nothing.
Shortly after the baby tooth started, a weak sound flowed from Yeonju’s mouth.
“Oh… Mandible…Min… Mr. Minjun…!! This… If this is the case… I can clean… Hit… I’m sorry…!!”
“Jjong. Zhong. Awesome. Jjup… Well… Yeonju-san, do you really have to clean with your tongue?”
“… Yes?”
“You can wipe it with Yeonju-ssi’s pussy. It’s my bed.”
Flinch.
Yeon-joo’s body trembled at the Edison-class ingenious idea.
She must have found inspiration for her as well.
“Bobo… Min with that… Mr. Minjun’s there… Are you there?”
“Yes. My cock with Yeon-joo’s pussy.”
“Ah… Ah… If you do… Yes… I know what to do.”
Yeon-joo must have wanted to embody his inspiration right away, so he quickly changed his posture.
The musician, who was perched on my thighs, grabbed the cock that was standing tall towards the sky with both hands and stuck it to my navel.
‘… What?’
The behavior of the performance was completely different from what I expected.
The reason why I asked her to clean her cunt was, of course, because I wanted Yeonju to do it for women.
For some reason, if it was now, it seemed that Yeonjoo would be able to achieve a proper top position for women.
Yeonju-ya, he always listened to me very well, so he would ride on top of my cock whenever I told him to, but that was it.
He was very shy, and he was too busy to go away once inserted, so even if it was possible to insert it, it was hard to expect active back rotation from Yeonju.
‘Okay. It’s hard if it’s not now.’
However, the current performance of her was drunk and blinded by her stray cat. So I figured that if I asked her to clean it up, she’d just put her cock her in her cunt her and give her back around her ass her.
However, the performance moved a little differently than I thought.
“Yes. That… That that… I’ll clean it there. Mr. Minjun… There…”
Yeon-joo said that, then lifted her waist up, aimed her cunt carefully, and landed on the cock that was sticking to her lower belly like sushi.
“Oh… !”
I don’t know if the performer did it knowingly, but this was a position called ‘smata’.
It wasn’t to insert the cock into her cunt her, but to tease the man by rubbing the cock into the gap between the cracked labia minora.
It would have been perfect if she was wearing a bathing suit or a bloomer, but the bare pussies of the people were also good enough.
I could feel the smooth sound of the performance on my cock. But even if I felt it, it felt too harsh.
– Deed deed. Zuzzuzz.
“Kuu… ! Kite… Mr. Yeonjoo, wait a minute…!!”
“Ah… Ah… No. Haang… I have to wash. You have to stay still. Ha ha…”
Yeon-joo put all her weight her on her cunt her and wiped my cock.
Smata was smata, and the intensity was embarrassingly powerful.
Yeon-joo pulled his waist her back her until his ball sacs her were pushed tight, then advanced his waist her right up to the tip of the glans her.
“Kuh… !!”
“Huh… No way…Still… Hehe… Crane… Mr. Minjun… Don’t dirty it… Whew…”
It wasn’t moderately easy. There was no mercy.
From Yeonju’s point of view, it was natural because it was cleaning, not caring.
But it felt like his cock was about to burst from being cleaned like this.
‘Oh… ! I’m not a bottom girl…!’
There was a floor girl who lay down and rubbed her cock on the floor.
I put my weight on the floor and rubbed it, so the pressure on my cock was much stronger than normal masturbation, so it felt better.
But the bottom daughter was just right to hurt his cock her. The pressure was so strong that it could bend the penis or rupture the capillaries.
However, the strong pressure she felt from her bottom daughter was now being felt in Yeonju’s smarta.
The performance was putting as much weight as possible to make the pressure stronger, and giving more friction.
The movement of the performance dragged the glans shell toward the root of the cock, and the glans tightened as if it would explode.
‘Shit… !’
It was such a powerful pleasure that it hurt. No, the pain was stronger than the pleasure.
It was natural. It was as if all of his weight was on her cock while playing.
But I couldn’t stop playing. I didn’t like to dry it.
Yeonjoo was a puppy. He was the weakest.
I couldn’t ask Yeon-joo to stop because it really hurt me.
Emergency situation. There was only one way out of this crisis.
‘God… God’s dick!!’
