Chapter 82 – 82. How a Disciple Apologizes to a Master
“Whoah… I’m sleepy.”
It was very early, when the sun was not rising. Called by Master early in the morning, I secretly moved to the instructor-only dormitory, yawning due to lack of sleep.
In fact, considering my physical abilities, I shouldn’t be sleepy, but it was because I was recovering less because I quickly exhausted too much energy trying to subdue Kang Chul in a short time.
If I had tried to deal with him with minimal waste, it would have taken more time, and then others would have felt uncomfortable, so the answer was to ignorantly infuse my inner energy to strengthen the power and overwhelmingly suppress it.
Sua-suna also knew that I was a regressor and her male-female relationship with her teacher, so I moved without hesitation.
I, the dean, moved to the entire academy branch, paying attention only to not to be caught in the wind and others, and before I knew it, I came to the door of Master and Sua’s sister, and I knocked hard enough to wake up even sleeping people.
“Master. I’m here-“
It was before I could even speak.
Jump. Warak.
I almost threw my hands out at the moment, but when I recognized that the one holding me was Master, I consciously gave my strength to stop.
Thanks to that, I was helplessly caught.
“Town?”
The door opened abruptly, and Master pulled me up by the tail, threw me on the bed in the room, and closed the door.
Before I was taken aback by the sudden kidnapping-like treatment, I discovered that noona Sua was not in the bed next to me, and I wondered, ‘Why is there no sister?’
Click.
“…Master?”
“Unah.”
Master calls my name in a low voice.
But gloomy, low-key, or the gooey lust that roamed deep within it baffled me before.
Since there will be more women in the future, I tried to strengthen my stamina with snake magic, but Master alone was enough to handle the night shift.
It should have been.
‘By the way…’
Why doesn’t his intuition that appeals to anxiety not turn off the alarm?
‘Something’s wrong.’
While she was frozen like that, Master approached the bed and took off her clothes one by one, spilling them on the floor like insects leaving their skin behind.
Shuk. Seruk.
It is only now that I realize that the sound of a high-quality cheongsam brushing against the skin as smooth and soft as a baby’s skin is so erotic.
The room was dark because it was early in the morning when the sun didn’t rise, and in a situation where my eyesight became dull and my hearing became sensitive, the phenomenon that I should have been used to felt only unfamiliar.
It wasn’t that it was bad at all. Rather, it makes you feel comfortable and comfortable as you get used to it, but this small change made it more attractive because the fresh seasoning was added.
When I unbuttoned the button in the middle of my shorts, the bottoms flowed down my cute, plump legs that didn’t give the impression of being fat at all.
After that, when I unfastened the small underwear that was fastened by tying the strings on both sides, the black crayfish fluttered away from Master.
As I was swallowing my saliva at Master’s figure, who had passed away in the beginning, I found that my pants were also tearing.
“This master is really concerned about our luck.”
“…What are you so worried about?”
Master came up on the bed, walked on his hands and feet, approached me with animal-like movements like a fox, and put his head on my chest. Rather than trying to hit me, I was gently crushed by the feeling of being pushed, and as I lay completely down on the bed, I untied the knot on my waist strap with sensual hand movements along with a look of satisfaction.
Tuung.
As soon as the pressure cloth disappeared, a fully erect cock immediately popped out and asserted itself.
Master, who smiled lightly at his disciple and his lover’s healthy lower body, got on top of me. To be precise, the shaft of his cock was gently wrapped around the cracked cunt mound and pressed against it.
Master, who occupied me like that, looks down at me with a mixture of lust and worry. Seeing those eyes, I couldn’t even budge.
I couldn’t believe it was an inspection on my cheeks and neck.
“Unah. This master is upset about being away from our pupils for several days. It’s not enough that even if things go wrong, he doesn’t come right away and somehow makes the master call.”
“Ah, Kang-cheol was stronger than I thought, so I put a lot of effort into handling it quickly, so I stopped… I was short-tempered. I’m sorry, Master.”
“Still, it’s good to see you immediately beg for forgiveness.”
It was rather apologetic to see the corner of his mouth set up as if he had already felt better.
There is a one step difference between Hwagyeong’s extreme definition and Hyungyeong’s entry, but the difference in inaction is huge. I don’t have to worry too much because I know my skills well, but there’s no such thing between lovers. I couldn’t be considerate of Master’s concerns, saying that if Master was hurt even slightly due to some unknown situation, I would be upset and hurt.
However, I am grateful and sorry for showing you how to be released like that with just this one word of forgiveness.
“But that alone doesn’t make this teacher’s anxiety go away. I’m worried that this core anxiety will continue to build up and become a psychic spirit.”
Master, who smiles smirkingly and says so. I realized what he was saying because he wanted to see his appearance, which seemed so harmless for mentioning Simma.
I wish I could just be honest with you. Although she is a lover, at the same time, as a teacher, was it a bit embarrassing to openly and frankly demand it from a student?
For Master’s majesty, and for his beloved Jeongin, he even set the rhythm.
He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Master’s slim waist, then hugged him and rested his chin on the top of his head.
With her chin resting on the crown of her head, the two sides whispered incessantly into the cute fox’s ears as if urging her to hurry up and ask.
“Then, what can the disciple do to make the anxiety go away? I don’t know this stupid disciple, so please teach me.”
“… Ugly thing. Did you mean to make this teacher speak for himself? He thinks for himself and learns to do it for himself, isn’t it?”
Tsufuuk.
Master threw his head back and trembled at the sudden thrust of the sword. Since my cock is so big, it was difficult to insert it by moving only the waist in such close contact.
I leaned over and pressed my lips lightly against the small part of my mouth.
Side. Side.
I missed it once so I did it twice more.
After being folded, Master’s eyes become more hazy, his anxiety melts, and he sees his lust ignited.
“I’ll prove how much I love Master. I’ll tell you how much I want to be with Master. I’ve always done that, but today I’m going to engrave my existence more strongly on Master. I will. Me and Master too. Since we need each other, I will prove that I will cherish myself. That’s why, Master… Don’t faint.”
“”… Gulp.””
At the disciple’s beastly declaration, Master tensed up and swallowed saliva.
‘Yes? What?’
Why does it feel like I heard the sound of swallowing twice? Maybe I was too excited and my hearing malfunctioned.
“…”
“My, disciple. Are you saying that and then telling this master to act on his own?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I misunderstood something. I’m going to start now, yo!”
Having said that, I tightly hugged Master’s waist and started bouncing on his waist while lying down. Even though my chest isn’t small, the fox monster’s soft huge breasts are crushing and presses me comfortably.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Frown. Let’s try.
It’s not a rough insertion that fills the inside, but a reciprocating motion that quickly repeats filling in and out. While panting there, Master instinctively shook his buttocks gently and began pounding him in time with the beat.
Just in time for my thrust, he thrusts his ass in and takes the cock in a little deeper.
It wasn’t sexual intercourse as intense as copulation enough to hit the cervix as usual, but the glans was swallowed enough to touch the cervix or not, adding to the pleasure.
Myung-gi, who has dense vaginal wrinkles like an octopus sucker, drives her harder and deeper, swallowing his cock ravenously as if to inject her lust into it. Indeed, Master’s foxy pussy, the size of a six-tailed fox, looked like it would come back soon if he was even a little bit vigilant.
If the Geumgang Buddha had not been completed, its durability had increased, and it had not had enough energy due to the Geukyang delay, it would have been the first time in the history of Moorim that it would have been the Cheonsalseong that died as a fortune-teller.
“Whoop. Whoop, whoop, keuhueung… Kyaheueung. Kyahaang. My, disciple yay… Chu, chuchu, please.”
Master’s face, when she asked for cute chuchu over the elegant words of folding and kissing, was different from what she said, and it was lascivious.
Master sticking out his lips with a face full of pleasure that I can hardly believe is the expression of a swordsman. And before I could answer, I immediately reached out and kissed her on the lips.
“Chuup. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop.. Chop. Chop.”
“Um. Tseung. Side, jjook… Jureup. Chewup. Naelreum. Howum…”
I released the arms that were tying my waist. With his right hand, he gently brushed down the back and waist, and with his left hand, he gently pressed the back of his head to bring his face closer to her, creating a dense fold.
A small, slightly animal-like tongue intertwined with my offal meat. As if lovers hugging each other rejoicing at their reunion after a long time, they twisted each other’s bodies and bumped into each other, not caring about getting tangled.
Is it because I’m too excited?
Master’s mouthwatering felt strangely sweet.
From the delicious saliva of the master, to the chewy tightening of the pussy, and to enjoy the turbulent huge breasts in the bosom, the trinity is formed, so you quickly reach the limit. As soon as the male instinct to sow seeds in the woman in front of him, no, the female’s pussy, the evidence began to rise from the depths.
Zupeook! … Spuruuk!
When the sword was thrust in to its limit to the extent that it sounded like hitting, Master’s womb descended, as if the knocking effect had worked. And the softened cervix formed an indestructible diamond and was pierced by my cock, which was like a harpoon.
While the glans penetrated into the womb, the most precious body organ of women, and changed its shape by piercing the wall of the womb, I also reached the limit of the tightness peculiar to the nursery and began to vomit my lust into the teacher.
Beaurrrr view. Fuchu Woowook! Fush shush shoot! Fushuuuuu!! Wow! Beaureuk, beaureuk, beau pew uuuuu!
“Zhung. Zhhhhh…?!”
Master climaxed greatly at the feeling of the semen pouring directly into her womb, opening her mouth and tilting her head.
His eyes go up, his lower body trembles like a vibrator, and he dribbles through his open mouth.
“Oooh.”
It was the same that I was on the verge of going crazy.
I feel so good. It was as if the pleasure that ran up my spine from the root of my cock consumed my brain and gave me an electric shock.
Her head went white and her focus became unstable, her breathing became irregular and her breathing became rough, and she waited for the ejaculation to end, only aware of the reality of ‘coitating’.
When the long aftertaste came to an end, our priest exhaled a breath and took half an hour to calm down. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a satisfactory and fulfilling cervical ejaculation.
Then, when our eyes met again, our priest painted a lewd smile with a flushed face without anyone saying anything. I asked smirkingly, while rubbing Master’s huge breasts protruding from the side as he shook his body roughly.
“Master, can you still do it?”
“This master is still on active duty.”
“Is that so? Then you can endure it even if you work twice as hard?”
“Of course not… Huh?”
Did you sense something out of place? Master vomited a short question, and before expressing his refusal, I plucked a hair from my head and blew it off.
Pong.
On the bed, to be exact, another nude me appeared behind Master who was attacking me. My alter ego immediately grabbed Master’s chubby buttocks and spread them left and right.
I do anal intercourse from time to time, so the clean back hole that the master always manages.
There, the clone buried his face and stuck out his tongue.
“A disciple?!
Master’s excuse for resistance was overwhelming.
