Chapter 182 – 27. Bridge Building (5)
27. Bridge building (5)
Yoon Jeong-eun was in her own room, Je-gyun spread her mat in her study room, and Myung-jin covered the duvet on the sofa and went to sleep. When there was still a little time left before dawn, Myung-jin got up and got out of the blanket to go to the bathroom. Yunjeong’s back hurt so much that it was difficult to fall asleep, and the beer she drank in a binge made her stomach ache.
On my way to the bathroom, I suddenly stopped and looked at Yoon-jung’s door. What if he goes on like this? Will she accept herself? Will she throw out? She’d probably be the latter, but for some reason, I thought that if it was the atmosphere she felt today, she would accept it.
The door to her study across from her was also firmly closed. Inside, the eradication is probably sleeping. Thinking to see if he was really sleeping, he went and stood in front of it, then turned around again. Jekyun and Myungjin became very close not long after meeting, but since they were strangers, it was a little disturbing to sleep.
Turning around, he stopped his thoughts and hurried to the bathroom. As the sleepiness gradually went away, it felt like the urine bag was about to burst. The abdominal pain that comes with it is a bonus. He locked the bathroom door and sat on the toilet bowl. Why do I stupidly drink something I will regret while suffering so much?
“Aww!”
The moment he heard the sound of the door closing outside, Jae-gyun moved his back roughly again. Yoon-jeong, who was holding her butt while lying under him, groaned and squeezed her pillow tightly, as if she had been given a second order. The sound of Jekyun’s thighs hitting her white, round ass rang through the room.
“Ah~ Shit. Myung-jin sleeps well, he keeps hitting the bathroom and crawling. Our Gaji gets in the way of Yoon-jung enjoying her pussy.”
Yoon-jung can’t afford to respond to his praise(?) Right now. It’s already too much for her still sober head to process the pleasures flowing into her brain. Seeing her trying hard to keep her silence followed floating while accepting her pleasant cock, her Jekyun smiled and pulled Yunjeong’s hair.
“Yoon Jeong-i, however, doesn’t have the attitude of a good pussy. How should I respond if Cock-sama compliments me while fucking me?”
“Huh! What, what… Eup! Ugh!!”
He roughly put Yoonjung’s head on the pillow. Like a torture scene in a movie from the era of dictatorship, he violently violated her justice while pressing her head hard to breathe. Yoon-jung, barely breathing while relying only on the tiny amount of air coming in through the pillow, couldn’t keep her mind awake from the heavenly pleasure felt in her pussy and the hellish pain that seemed to suffocate. Jegyun, who had been following her for a long time, pulled her hair again and raised Yunjeong’s hair.
In the midst of pain and pleasure, Jae-gyun laughs as he sees Yoon-jeong covered in almost all liquids that can come out of her face, such as tears, runny nose, and saliva.
“Now, again~ Yoonjung’s pussy is so good, what do you think?”
“Haha… Haha… Go… Thank you…?”
“Ding. Bad attitude.”
“Oops!”
Je-gyun put Yoon-jung’s face on the pillow again. And the tough piston quality resumed. This abuse accompanied by pleasure was not enough to be called sexual torture. Yoon-jung struggles as she weeps through all the holes in her face. This time, Je-gyun, who had been violating her inside for not too long, managed to free her, and Yoon-jeong hurriedly replenished her oxygen and begged.
“Go.. Kuk.. Heh.. Thank you.. Yoonjung o.. Please continue to enjoy Yoonjung’s pussy…”
“Well done~ Mr. Yoon-jeong, I’m learning right away in case someone says it’s not a doctorate. Now, a reward kiss.”
After turning her head away with his hand still holding her hair, Jekyun pauses for another kiss.
“Ah, that’s dirty.”
He picked up a doll on the bed with her arm that supported her body and wiped her face with it. It wasn’t until almost all the liquid on her face had transferred to the doll that he sucked Yoonjung’s tongue again. Her mood was good, but her forced and rough sex made Yoon-jung unable to think of rebelling against him. Since she had already entered her room and laid down on her bed to sleep, and hadn’t properly locked her door, she must have had no intention of refusing the disinfection.
Whenever Myung-jin was away, the two kissed over and over again, and Yoon-jung gradually allowed him to move around her body. The hand that had been touching her breasts over her clothes had slipped into her bra before she knew it, and the hand that was holding her waist was in her panties. I couldn’t tell if his skills were good or if the two of them had a good compatibility, but anyway, whenever he touched him, Yoon-jung’s brain felt as if it were burning, and it was hard to control his body.
Even after returning to his room, his body, heated by the disinfection, did not calm down. At first, Yoon-jeong thought about locking the door, and actually locked it. However, in the middle, it was a problem that he just closed the door while going to the bathroom.
To be honest, it was true that I had guessed that Jekyun was probably sleeping, and it was also true that he wished that he would come to his room without falling asleep. Even though we met for the first time today, he was remarkably good-looking and a great male that I couldn’t find anything wrong with other than his frivolous tone. And it’s been a while since Yoon-jung hasn’t had proper sex with her.
Junhyung? Her love for him is genuine, but sex is not physical or skillful. Rate? Horrible. Obviously cocks are great, but everything about them is horrible. Myeongjin? Actually, the compatibility is a good match and we have the ability to fully satisfy each other, but now I really want to avoid getting entangled with him again. How much I regretted after masturbating with his photos and videos, maddened by lust. How shameful he felt after rubbing his cock with his hands and even receiving his cum. No matter how lonely and desperate she is for sex, I really want to avoid Myung-jin now.
But this male I met for the first time today, this handsome male seems to like himself. His judging attitude and frivolous appearance didn’t look very good, but it’s pretty good for a one-night stand. Besides, he didn’t just lock the door himself. It wasn’t that I seduced a man, and I would leave the door open in my house, but who would say anything?
And a few minutes after she returned to her room, Je-gyun, who had come to her as if it were natural, climbed straight up to her bed without any word of understanding. Yoon-jung, who at first pretended to reject Yoon-jung, who started caressing Yoon-jung’s body without saying anything, but after the cock entered her vagina, she degraded to the level of a punching bag for sex, just enduring the pleasure of sex.
“Oops, oops! Whoops!!”
Yoon Jeong-eun, who was shaking her body while lying on her face, thought to herself. That I finally went I finally went to the man’s cock. In this moment of bliss and pleasure, nothing else was needed. Although the other person was a frivolous man he didn’t even know existed until yesterday, today Yoon-jung went to his cock. She was unbearably satisfied with that fact.
Her sex was still going on because she was the only one who felt her climax. Je-gyun was considerate of her and moved her waist slowly. It wasn’t her huge big cock, but it was much better than her Jun-hyung’s or Myung-jin’s, and it pressed her into her vagina, feeling her afterglow. It felt good Yoon-jeong was ecstatic at this sensation that she could never feel when masturbating alone, and was so happy.
Je-Gyun, who had shaken her waist a few more times, grabbed Yoon-Jung by the waist and raised her up in an attempt to change her posture. He lifted her knee, lifted one leg of her face down, and tried to drive her like this, but he took out her stuff and laid her straight down.
The only thing left to say was that Je-gyun’s face, lying down and looking up, was really handsome. She wasn’t one to judge a man by her face alone, but it was the first time she had sex with a man this handsome. Lee Yool’s appearance is average or below average, as well as her delicately handsome Junhyung, compared to him, there was a difference between a normal person and a model level.
“Why am I handsome?”
Yoon-jung felt resentful and did not answer. Then, Je-gyun grinned and started shaking her waist in that state. The visual gratification of the handsome face in front of her made her sex pleasure even stronger. She seemed to understand why women said they couldn’t even get angry with their handsome boyfriends. She wanted to give all of her liver and gallbladder to Jun-hyung, who looked compliant, but she had the feeling that she would never be able to disobey this man for the rest of her life.
“Ah~ Yoon-jung’s pussy looks like it’s going to come off as a dog~”
“Ah, ah! No! That’s not allowed!”
But something happened right away that I had to reject him. He’s drunk, his body is hot and he’s passed over bluntly, but now he’s having sex on a no-con. Yoon Jeong-do, who has experience suitable for his age, has only done it once or twice as a no-con, and among them, Jilsa was a kid, and he did it once or twice in an atmosphere with Myung-jin when he didn’t know anything. Even then, I took the morning-after pill right away, and for a while, both of them had an anxious period due to menstruation.
No matter how handsome he is, no matter how pleasant it is to feel his cock climax after a long time, I have no intention of taking the risk of his pregnancy. Yoon Jeong-eun still had that level of rationality. She struggled with her body, trying to get out of the sterilization. She thought to scream if it was really dangerous. But then, she heard the bathroom door open outside her room.
“Oh, wait a minute. Myungjin hyung came out.”
Je-gyun put her hands on Yoon-jung’s hands and covered her mouth with his own. Then, after aiming properly at his waist, he began to beat him violently from top to bottom.
“Oops! Oops! Eup… Um… Hau-um… Churup…”
Every time his cock disappeared into Yoon-jung’s pussy and came out again, Yoon-jung’s moaning changed. From shouting something to saying something, from saying something to just blowing air. And even that changed to a simple moan at the end, and eventually to the sound of sucking Jegyun’s tongue and drinking saliva.
It is unknown whether Myeong-jin actually went back to the sofa. That’s why Je-gyun had no intention of releasing her. He intended to captivate his senior’s pretty girlfriend (or ex-girlfriend) with her looks, strength, and sex and do as she pleased. His bobbing up and down body moves faster and faster, and Yoon-jung’s moaning through the gap between the two of them’s gaping mouths slowly permeates the room. The moment the man’s tongue stopped in Yoon-jung’s mouth, who was frantically sucking Je-gyun’s tongue, warm liquid filled Yoon-jeong’s stomach.
