Chapter 210 – 30. Roots Go Deeper (5)
30. Roots go deeper (5)
Yi-yul, now naked, grabbed Yoon-jung by her waist and tried to kiss her. But Yoon Jeong-eun, knowing that she was at a disadvantage, turned her head and avoided his lips. It was her instinctive reaction and the only resistance she could do now. Here, if Yi-yul forcibly held her face and insisted on kissing her, she would have no choice but to deny it once was the only rejection she could do.
Fortunately, Lee Yul wasn’t so obsessed with kissing her. Instead, he massaged Yoon-jung’s bottom a few times over her pajamas, then climbed onto her bed and lay down. His erect erect cock stands tall on the flat bed surface. Yoon-jung hated everything about him, but at least he had to admit that the cock was amazing. Standing upright, it was almost like a stick.
Even though hesitantly, Yunjeong approached it and gently held the pillar of her cock in her hand. Then Lee Yul deliberately strained his cock and flicked the object in her hand. The moment she felt her pulsating power, Professor Yeo blushed and looked away from her. She seemed to be doing something embarrassing. Neither he nor she could look straight at his cock.
However, she started moving her hand slowly because she couldn’t just hold onto his. As I started to shake it from top to bottom, Yiyul let out a low groan as if satisfied.
“Apply some saliva.”
At his spell, Yoon-jung lifted her upper body and pointed her head over her cock. I collect my saliva in her mouth and pour it over her cheekbones, her glans. As her hands and Lee Yul’s genitals got wet, her goddaughter accelerated even more. Her hand, which had only shaken her pole, borrowed the power of the liquid and began to reciprocate greatly from her root to the tip of her glans. Seriously, why is it so long? There is no inferiority in thickness and hardness. Neither Myungjin, Jekyun, nor Junhyung, nor any other man she had met had such a long, hard, and wonderful object. How could this be hanging from the bottom of such a frivolous and unpleasant man? Even the sky is indifferent
“Mouth.”
Yi-yul, who couldn’t have heard the lamentation in her heart, gave a short order. It’s really unpleasant to act like a real customer who spits unflattering words at a hamburger shop employee, but what can Yoon-jung do? Now he and she are in the position of A and B. Even if she serves the truth more than the guest, she has no way to do it.
The rounded thumb and forefinger move back and forth only from the base of the pillar to the middle, and above that, they start sucking on the glans dipped in their saliva. The thought of making it cheap by volunteering and finishing it quickly disappears and you become immersed in Fella before you know it. This cock had such power. The kind of power that brings out female instincts when you come in contact with a woman in any way. How many women have you made cry with this? Yoon Jung-eun knew instinctively that this young male student who had never served in the military must have had more sexual experience than herself.
Fella, which lasted for several minutes, was unexpectedly ended by the interruption of the interest rate. Yoon-jung, who tried to avoid sex by ejaculating him in her mouth, felt sorry for the interrupted fella, but could not clearly say what the reason for that regret was. Instead, Lee Yul made Yoon-jung stand over him, then spread his legs over his face and make him kneel. With her head lifted just a little higher, he commanded the female professor in his class, within reach of her cunt.
“Why don’t you give me sex education? You are a professor.”
“What are you talking about.”
Lee Yul laughed and said.
“You don’t know sex education, sex education? How the pussy is made. Professor Kang Yoon-jung, ask me to explain to you where you touch and masturbate and where you feel the most.”
It is a disgraceful order. Even lovers who dedicate their bodies and villages to love will not grant such a request. Isn’t this a request that a woman with a decent self-esteem wouldn’t do in the first place?
“No. Why should I do that!”
Yi-yul laughs at her single-single as she sees Yoon-jung putting her face between her legs and resisting.
“Okay? Don’t like it I’ve been really into sex education since the old days. While watching the sex education my professor gives, if I cheat on my daughter, I might end up not having sex.”
“…This…”
Her Yoon-jung endured her swearing. She said it back, but wasn’t it a very blatant threat? But you have to be patient. There’s nothing she can do about it. It is an urgent task to return this rugged man who has invaded the house. If the price of this shame really was to keep her chastity, she was willing to close her eyes and accept it.
In fact, it’s funny that she’s chastity. She is not a virtuous woman of the Joseon Dynasty, who she is and what chastity she protects. Is she chastity toward Jun-hyung, who insists that she loves her? First of all, he has another woman. She claims to be a concubine, but what kind of chastity is chastity? Then, what about Yoon-jung herself? On the subject of crying and clinging to Jun-hyung not to abandon her, she had a skinship with her ex. Didn’t she have sex with her handsome ex-boyfriend’s junior the same day she first met? Chastity is perhaps the most useless word in modern times.
Then, regardless of her virginity, Yoon-jeong would have hated falling for Yi-yul. She hates giving herself away to this guy who blatantly wants only his body without any crush on her. Honestly, what a big deal it is to have sex once. Maybe she’ll give you better sex with this big dick than she’s ever had in her entire life. It’s just my feeling, my heart, I hate this man, so I’m rejecting it like this. What is that self-esteem?
But now I’m too cornered to keep my pride. You have to put it down for a while and compromise. If I continue to lose myself in this way, I might give it away easily later, but for now, I just want to protect my body. Yoon-jung showed her open vagina and said quietly.
“Here is a woman’s genitals.”
“What is the female genital organ in other words?”
“…See. Tell me to look.”
“Then is this Professor Kang’s pussy?”
I want to step on Lee Yul’s face as he smirks and says annoying things.
“Yeah, that’s right…”
“Professor, please explain in detail.”
Yoon-jung gritted it. It was to avoid sex, but it’s too embarrassing.
“Here.. Age, labia majora. Inside it, the place with a different color is Soeumsun.”
“Professor, where do you masturbate?”
“…”
As she hesitates to answer, Lee Yul grabs her thigh. She resisted him who tried to pull, and she said Yun-jeong hastily.
“Now, wait a minute. I will answer you. The labia majora are just close to the skin, so I can’t feel them… Do it more inward.”
“Professor, show me how to masturbate.”
Lee Yul gave an order as he slapped her butt with her hand.
“Take off your clothes because this gets in the way.”
Taking off her cardigan as he told her to, Yoon-jeong hesitated a little again before gently touching her vagina with his fingers.
“Description~”
“Sir… I, here… I masturbate with my labia and clitoris…”
Watching the female professor start masturbating right in front of her nose, Lee Yul also fidgeted with his stuff. Yoon Jeong-eun had an expectation that maybe she could really end up masturbating to each other.
Yi-yul should lead him to continue masturbating alone. You need to keep him interested in watching you masturbate. Feeling the burden, Yoon-jeong touched her place quite hard for what she was forced to do, and her body was heating up due to the natural but unwanted side effects. In her head, her sexual desire, which had grown considerably, was fighting against the opposite sex. Would you rather have it sucked like this? I have to hold on somehow until he cools off, but I hate to hold on. Yoon-jung was embarrassed because she didn’t know that her own body would break down so easily, but it was hard to deny that she was excited like never before.
She already knew That Lee Yul sucks her pussy very well. That day, he felt good about being washed in a hurry in the bathroom, but how much better he would be able to enjoy it if he did it comfortably in his own home today. I keep thinking like that. Wouldn’t it be okay if I just asked him to wash it once and offered to do it himself in return? If you do that and accept the semen into his mouth, you might go home. Yeah, this is never a bad idea. It’s not because I lost to lust, it’s a choice I made with my own reasons and strategies.
Yoon-jung was so absorbed in her masturbation that she didn’t notice her because she was thinking about her in her head. That Yi-yul had already ripped off the condom and put it on his own. When he saw that Yun-jung was out of breath and did not care about her masturbation, he decided to conquer her today.
“Professor~ You look tired. Can I help you?”
“Oh! Yep? Mm, what can you help me with… Hehe…”
Lee Yul grabbed her thighs again. However, this time, Yunjeong’s resistance to hold on is weak.
“You look distressed, can I suck it up for you?”
“…Ah, no. Are you okay…”
“Really?”
Lee Yul stuck out her tongue and licked her thigh. The exhilarating thrill that spreads there wraps around Yoon-jung’s entire body.
“I’ll just give you a cool suck. Free, free.”
“…”
If you suck her pussy now, 100% will go away. I can never stand it. It probably won’t even take 5 minutes. But can it really be?
“To me, Professor, I don’t think you’ll be able to resist even if I fuck you~ Once you’re gone, won’t you be able to think a little more calmly? You’re not wrong.”
Yes. That’s not wrong. It’s true that you can’t think properly because you’re swept away by sexual desire, and once you’re gone, women have wiser time, so you can make a rational decision then. Yoon-jung didn’t even realize that thinking like this was dragging Lee Yul’s intention.
“Clean your hands.”
“…”
Without resisting her command, Yoon-jung removed her hand from touching her vagina. Lee Yul then squeezed her hips and pulled her lower half. The moment her pussy touched her wide open mouth and her sticking out tongue, Yoon-jung threw her head back behind her.
“Haha!”
I have to admit. It definitely feels good. She was Yoon-jung, who hated everything about Yi-yul, but when it came to sex, she had never seen anyone like her. She can’t help it, even if it annoys her to be toyed with by a man seven years younger. He is much better than her.
But all of a sudden, he stopped talking for a few seconds.
“Wait for a sec. I would die of pain just lying down and lifting my head. Go down there for a second, get back into position.”
“Uh? Uh… Yes…”
Yoon-jung reversed from his head to her chest and from her chest to her belly without any doubt. And it was a perfectly happy mistake.
