Chapter 279 – 35. Keun Muk Ja Black (4)
35. Keun-Mok-Ja-Black (4)
No matter how much it was loosened and applied with love gel, half of Kieran’s cock that Sodam could accept was the limit due to his body structure. Even half of it came in, and the full belly swelled up like a carpet covered with toys. Even though it was full, Sodam felt that even breathing became difficult due to the feeling of pressure on his intestines. But more than that, she was feeling fulfilled.
Her cunt was completely full, with no gaps. Not her dildo, which she used to use in her house, nor her old man’s cock, who blamed her for her clumsy sex skills. The cock of a foreigner of her age filled her insides and made her talk like an adult. A confident woman, a pussy that plays the role of one person. Sodam has been reborn as the adult female she longed for.
At that thought, she moved slowly and the pain of the cock stabbing her inside seemed to disappear. She is not alone. Her pleasure was palpable. The fact that most of her women are gross like monsters and the fact that she takes pleasure in her cock that he could escape from might make her like a slut, but Sodam found her self-esteem there. I am a woman who really knows how to have fun. I am a woman who likes cocks and is worth fucking. The professor praised Junhee’s pussy. The owner of this house put the big cock in Jessica’s mouth. But of all the people she knew, Sodam was the first to accept a black dick as a pussy. It was nothing short of a point of pride for Sodam, her latecomer.
If she had known what she was thinking now, her Kieran would probably have laughed at her with a big laugh. The speed at which he moved his waist was much slower than she felt, and Kieran’s things, which she thought were halfway in, were barely 40%. However, Sodam’s place definitely accepted Kieran, even if it was small, and she was properly feeling pleasure. She was sleepy at heart, afraid that this little oriental girl would throw everything out while making a fuss about being sick.
Besides, the tightening of her pussy is very good. Because of her narrow stomach, the entire vagina naturally squeezed the black man’s big cock, a pleasure not easily found in her hometown. Women who were good at sex would squeeze their pussies on purpose, but it was a kind of skill, a skill that required a woman to exert herself and was impossible to do throughout sex. However, Sodam’s default itself was the same as Western women’s skills, so Kieran could taste it throughout her advances and retreats.
Sadly, despite the pleasure her cunt gave her, she couldn’t fuck it deeply or fast enough to enjoy it, so Kieran showed no signs of ejaculating. Instead, Sodam was driven to the brink of going away, giving him more pleasure than he felt while masturbating. She dragged her blanket over her mouth and tried her best to keep her moans from leaking out, and she was even a little surprised that she seemed to be going away even though she was moving so slowly. It would have been nice if he had ejaculated the other black man and left, but he didn’t seem to be cold. However, he himself is a girl who has just abandoned his virginity, and the other person is a black man with an unimaginable object. She thought that for now she would have to be content with dumping her virgin with his cock, and Sodam prepared to feel her creeping climax.
I couldn’t ruin things by inflicting pain on Kieran, who wanted to shake his waist violently like a mating dog, or a woman who had almost dropped it. If I had known how to have such a cramped sex, I would have hit my daughter first. He felt as if he had become a masculine love doll who served hard. It’s not because the little bitch snorted strongly under her with the blanket over her mouth, and she seemed in a good mood.
He felt cramped because he couldn’t pack or move the way he wanted, but Kieran suddenly pushed his waist a little harder as he felt excitedly enjoying himself. Then, as usual, Sodam’s belly, which had been protruding every time his cock came in, swelled a little more, and she expanded her eyes to a size they had never seen before. Instead of pulling her cock back, Kieran gently rolled her raging little clitoris, pinching it with her thumb and forefinger.
“Huh!”
Then, Sodam struggles as he bites the bed sheet hard enough to worry that his jaw may be bleeding. I hit her Kieran with her arms, shoved her, and scratched her, lifting her legs up and down, and then repeating. Her bouncing back and hips prevented her gripping the clit, but Sodam couldn’t escape her final climax as she couldn’t move properly because of the firmly inserted cock. In the end, she felt a grand climax on her own, and Kieran let out a small sigh as she rolled her eyes and looked at the scattered talk.
He pulled out her cock from where Sodam was dripping water and sat on her chest. After removing her condom as well, Sodam pulled her bed sheet out of her mouth and instead put her own glans into her mouth. Sodam, who managed to lick her thick cock with her tongue, which entered her gaping mouth as she drool, shed tears without realizing it. He didn’t even know what he was crying about, but seeing Kieran vigorously shaking that thick, long prick pole with his hand made him feel like he could do anything for the man who gave him his orgasm and took her virgin.
“Ah~ I’ll have to do some laundry when Hee-joo comes back.”
Lee Yul let out a sigh as his own semen dripping from her vagina spilled onto the bed and spat out her words. It’s not that it wasn’t, but the bed was in a bad shape with the sweat and bodily fluids of the two of them. Thinking that he would have to order several copies of the sheets he used to use in the past, since he would be spending a lot of time in bed in various ways from now on, Lee Yul squeezed Hee-joo’s chest tightly.
“Wake up. How long will it stretch?”
After 4 creampies and nearly 20 climaxes, Hee-joo couldn’t control her body with a stupid face on her face. The time when public transportation would soon be cut off, short if short, long if long, in between, he thought he had done too much.
“And. My face is completely messed up. It has been renovated, really.”
He laughs as he slaps Hee-joo in the face. The appearance of Hee-ju, driven to the brink of fainting by the pleasure he gave her, was really no different from a beast in heat. Yi-yul thought it was amazing to see him crying because he liked his cock while shedding tears, runny nose, sweat and juice on his own bed. He was the one who drove many women into the pit of pleasure, but he felt sorry for Hee-joo today. To the point where I think I want to show this to Junhyung Lee someday.
“Would you rather go to bed today? Shall I call Junhyung Lee? Your mother gets fucked by me and goes to sleep here while dripping pussy juice.”
“Ah… I can’t…”
Hee-ju, barely awake at his mention of his son, forces herself to stand up. As she barely sits on the bed, she sees the seeds of interest flowing from her vagina. Although he is taking oral contraceptives, the fear of getting pregnant suddenly weighs down on his chest if he really lives like this. However, knowing well that mental management after sex is the most important thing in enslaving female slaves, Yi-yul held her hand and gave her warmth before she fell into gloomy thoughts.
“I really want you to go to sleep next time. I want to wake up in the morning and start my day by looking at your face.”
It was a cliché, but to Hee-joo, there was no sweeter sound. She had never even been properly proposed to by her husband. She is a great Sara with a lot of old-world sensibility, but she, Hee-joo, was also a bit older than her appearance. Her fear soon turned into a wish to stay by Lee Yul’s side forever.
“Yes… I will definitely do that.”
Hee-joo approaches Yi-yul first and kisses him. After a gentle kiss, Lee Yul got out of bed and pulled Hee Joo’s arm.
“I’ll wash you.”
After having sex like that, Hee-joo followed him, feeling his vagina starting to get hot again after he left. Promising that next time I won’t really worry about time, I’ll be at Yi-yul’s house.
After that day, there was not a single private conversation between me and Junhee. We didn’t even see each other’s eyes until the New Year’s Day was imminent. Fortunately, even though Junhee and I cherished each other in our hearts, we usually showed a little indifference to each other, so my mother didn’t particularly suspect what had happened between the two of us.
Meanwhile, the strangely excited mother takes time to get ready for work in the morning and comes home later than usual, showing a different side of herself recently. She says she is preparing for New Year’s Day, but I wonder if that’s something to be so excited about. I think, judging from the fact that my mom came back late on the same day Junhee and I committed the taboo, she seems to have made friends to hang out with. Or maybe it was a man.
Imagining her mother with another man makes her feel uncomfortable. She is a mother who has never had a private date with an extramarital man until now. I’m not that old, and I wouldn’t be able to cheer for a man as good as a mother who’s beautiful enough to crush a lot of female college students in terms of looks, but to be honest, I feel very disgusted.
Apparently, since my mother is young and beautiful, I knew that she was doing something wrong, but I was following with my eyes the ‘specific’ image she showed me defenselessly. It’s been a common occurrence since puberty, and I’ve been in denial about it because I felt embarrassed, but this time through Junhee, I knew. That I also have a wrong desire for the taboo of incest. Maybe it was the Freud she read when she was ill. That her son has an incestuous longing for his mother. It was an unclean imagination that I had to deny, but after going to the pension a few times, when Chae-gyeong relieved my sexual desire, there were times when I unknowingly thought of Jun-hee or my mother.
How the hell have I become? Is there even a real statue of a woman? Chae-gyeong, my childhood friend and lover, suffers from not being able to satisfy me sexually, and she is no longer in contact with my once-lover, Yoon-jung. If I don’t rekindle her relationship with her, I want to know at least how she’s doing, but my concentration, which should have been directed there, is distracted by her sister’s touch. It didn’t end there, and I felt so resentful of myself for turning my attention to her mother, who had recently started beautifying herself.
You have to calm down. Tomorrow will be my grandfather’s return, and another two days will be New Year’s Day. The four of us, as a family, have to get together and spend the holidays, but with this state of mind, we might have an accident. I rolled over on the bed and pulled the blanket up to my chin. Come to your senses. Don’t get an erection against your family. You’re crazy, really.
