Chapter 305 – 36. Unbearable Beasts (18)
36. Unbearable beasts (18)
Yoon Jeong-eun returned home in the evening after serving her ancestral rites yesterday and was silent. She was a woman who usually spent time studying or spending time at home or at a cafe, so she was a woman who spent a lot of time at home, but these days she tends to be more like that.
Her feeble spirit had lost a place to lean on. She can no longer stick to Jun-hyung. Besides, after she was caught and threatened by Lee Yul once, she was reluctant to go outside because the people in the neighborhood and the students at school seemed to know her secret. She didn’t avoid people at the level of social avoidance, but she was the one who didn’t go out well unless she had business.
She must have hated the rate of making him like this and still blackmailing her body, but oddly enough, her feelings for him didn’t get any worse. Yi-yul still hates her, and she wants to go back to the time when she didn’t get caught cheating on him. But that’s all, I didn’t even think of blaming Lee Yi-ryul for all of this, and his approaching hand at an obscure hour wasn’t so terrible.
There could be many reasons, but the biggest reason was that the object she depended on was gradually changing. Yi-yul wants himself. She wants herself to the extent that she entangles herself even with the means of intimidation. Of course, in reality, he intended to just play with it, eat it, and throw it away, but at least the face-to-face truth Yoon-jung saw was that he wanted her. Besides, he has Chae-kyung in his grasp and enjoys it, and I feel that he puts his treatment of himself and Chae-kyung on equal footing.
Junhyung was different. Chae-kyung was the most important person for Jun-hyung. He was self-imposed, but anyway, Yoon-jung was always second to Chae-kyung in everything. He was so thirsty for affection that he thought he couldn’t help it and tried to accept it, but maybe human emotions are so gullible. Unknowingly, Yoon-jung continued to be hurt.
However, even though Lee Yul forced himself to commit crimes, he treated them the same as other women. The funny thing is, if Junhyung treats Chaekyung the best and treats Yoonjung second best, Yiyul just treats all women like nothing. I haven’t watched all of Lee Yul’s dealings with other women, but he can tell when he sees a person. This man behaves this way with all women. But absurdly, even if it was the bottom, it was fair, so Yoon-jeong didn’t hate it so much.
Another factor that made up for her lack of affection was Lee Yul’s sex skills. Sex she felt better than anything she had ever felt. Is her inner compatibility so frightening? No matter how much she hated and disgusted him, she felt a surge of affection that she had to reject after the night. The human body was brutally fragile, and the brain reflexively developed a liking for those who gave it pleasure.
So Yoon-jung opened the door to Yi-yul, who came to her house today. He took off his clothes, saying that he was hot and tired, and washed him thoroughly in the bathroom together. She didn’t even want to fight, knowing that she was too jaded to be able to grapple with him, and that it would be useless for her to resist. Anyway, just do what he says and he’ll make you feel better and leave. Sometimes it’s even comfortable to say that only the body is the goal. Since there was no place to be loyal anymore, and it wasn’t something she just hated, she obediently listened to Yi Yul.
After washing and enjoying sex with Yoon-jung, the doorbell of her house suddenly rings. Lying comfortably on Yoon-jeong’s bed, Lee Yul asks as she sees the female professor shaking her waist.
“What, who decided to come?”
“Aww! Oh no! The person who decided to come… There’s no such thing…!”
Yoon-jung put her hands on Yi-yul’s belly and vigorously rocked her silence followed back and forth. The feeling of Lee Yul’s cock pressing down on the place where she feels the most is so good that she doesn’t want to stop. However, when the doorbell rings again, Yi-yul loses his temper.
“Oh what the fuck. Are you a daughter? What did you do?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know! I didn’t! It’s not me!”
Ignoring it, the bell no longer rings to see if the visitor has gone. She decided to focus again on Yoon-jung, who was still shaking her waist at a rapid pace, and Yi-yul held her breasts with both hands and tickled her nipples with his fingers.
‘Fuck… This posture is great for Jung Chae-kyung.’
Inwardly, he was comparing Chae-kyung and Yoon-jeong. The movement of shaking the waist is definitely better for Yunjeong, but in reality, the tightening of her pussy and the feel inside it are similar, and in some ways, Chaekyung was more pleasant. Even though Chaekyung doesn’t have the technique to move her vaginal muscles yet, she feels just as good as Yoonjung’s there, so Chaekyung’s pussy will probably feel overwhelmingly better later on.
Besides, looking up from below like this, Chae-kyung’s big breasts keep flickering in my eyes. Boasting an overwhelming presence, how beautifully it swayed in the upper position of a woman. How happy a man becomes when his hands are full of incredible shape and elasticity. At this point of time, it’s actually time for her to follow her and eat her, and to have her vaginal cum, but the more I think about it, the more I get angry at her. Angry, he grabs Yoon-jung’s silence followed and tries to move his waist, but this time the phone rings.
“Ah~ what the fuck are you doing again~”
Yoon-jung, who was a little scared by his openly angry attitude, quickly leaned sideways and picked up his cell phone. Her caller was her ex-boyfriend, Myeong-jin, who came to see her on her last holiday as well.
“Who is this.”
“That’s… An unimportant call. You can ignore it.”
“Who. That makes me more curious.”
As Yi Yul lay down, he snatched the phone from her hand. Yoon-jeong erased Myung-jin’s number, so instead of her name, only her cell phone number appeared.
“What. It’s not even like 070. How do you know it’s not important to people?”
“Ah…”
“I just memorized it. Hmm…”
He thinks hard In this part, isn’t it really a lightning-quick interest rate? In his head, the calculations about the love affair were made in an instant, and a conclusion was drawn.
“Am I your boyfriend? We dated before Junhyung Lee.”
“U-how!?”
“I memorized the number, but I didn’t save it, you don’t have to answer it, you bastard who rang the bell a while ago. This kid.”
Before Yoon-jung was surprised at his quick calculation, Yi-yul answered the phone without asking her permission.
“Oh!”
“Hello~”
– Yunjeong…Ah? Who are you?
A confused voice is heard. Yi-yul changed the call to the speaker phone.
“Who are you? Yunjeong’s ex-boyfriend?”
– ? Are you a relative of Yunjeong?
“No~ Yoonjung’s pussy fucking or something… Sex?”
On the other side of the phone, Myung-jin is silent. It must have stopped her breathing.
“You’re my boyfriend, right?”
– …Yunjeong changed it.
“If you fucking broke up, then you broke up.
Lee Yul spat out her swear words and laughed. As he slapped Yoon-jung’s thigh with one hand and moved her waist slowly, she, who had stopped all her movements by blocking her mouth, began bouncing her silence followed again, following his will. To continue having sex with your ex on the phone. I really don’t have any bad taste, but that was making Yoon-jung excited today.
– Change Yunjeong!
“Child, why are you screaming so loud! Are you really sick?”
[Thumping]
Myung-jin is still outside the door, so I hear a loud knock on her front door. It came over the phone and doubled from the front door. Then Lee Yul put down her phone while laughing as if she was having fun, and grabbed Yoon-jung by her waist and lifted her slightly. And when the long cock was pushed up and down from her bottom, Yoon-jung couldn’t stand her moaning and made a sound.
“Ha! Yes! Swallow… Eup! I’m sorry!”
The sound of her knocking on the door stops as if the sound of her moaning from her mouth reached her cell phone. Lee Yul pushed the female professor’s part up faster and stronger, as if to listen.
– Hey, hey! Hey! What are you doing!
“What are you doing, you bastard? Can’t you even hear it?”
– Hey you bastard! You you…
“I wonder what you are doing? Show me?”
Then Lee Yul brought her hand to the junction between his and her Yunjeong and rubbed her clitoris with her thumb. Then her yoon-jeong bent her waist behind her and let out a moan of joy as she struggled with her body.
“Aang! No! Not there!”
– Profit…
“I’ll show you, what are you doing?”
Yi-yul continued to touch her Yoon-jung’s clip while holding her cell phone and making a video call with her. When his cell phone was pointed at him, Yun-jeong noticed what he was doing, but he couldn’t bear to stop him. I was in a position where I had to let him do what he wanted if he wanted it, and at the same time this sex showing off to his ex felt good.
– Yu, Jungah Yoon…
“Call me nostalgicly.”
Yi-yul showed him Yun-jung, who was twisting her body in his pleasure with his cock plugged in. The face of the man I saw for the first time through the video seemed to have shed tears while already turning red. Yi-yul laughed at him without making a sound and slapped Yoon-jung on the thigh again.
“Hey, shake it properly.”
“Yes yes..”
Yoon-jeong leaned forward from her bent back, then put her hand on Yi-yul’s abdominal muscles and shook his waist back and forth, sometimes up and down. Every time her body shook, it seemed that her hot breath was coming out. Normally, Lee Yul’s sex felt good, but today it feels even better. Was it because I showed it to Myung-jin? She wanted to ask what the woman you left cheating on was like she was panting for another man. It would be a waste. She probably misses her like crazy. But now, the opportunity for Myung-jin to hug her body again was gone.
“Kang Yoon-jung. Who is this bastard?”
“My… Ex-boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend…”
Yoon-jeong answers while still arguing on the rate of interest. She was much more agitated than Lee Yi-yul now. It was Yi-yul who gave her a sense of immorality and guilt and tried to enjoy her situation, but she was more enjoying showing herself like this to her ex.
Yoon-jung learned another way to overcome her lack of affection. She shows the other person that she is out of stock. To openly declare that you can’t have me. She learned how to boost her self-esteem by letting her know how valuable she was by having sex with other men.
Not only Lee Yi-yul, there must have been a lot of men who wanted her anywhere. She is beautiful, excellent, and charming. If she wants, she can seduce even seven men in one night. Is there really a need for her to cling to men who think she is insignificant? She is what she shows If you don’t cherish me, if you miss me because you don’t hold me tight, I can always be loved by another man. She was showing with her body that I didn’t miss you, you should miss me.
Myungjin was in tears now, but she couldn’t hang up the phone. Now she didn’t look away from her camera lens that was taking pictures of her, and Yoon-jung’s bewitching gaze seemed to be talking to him. Don’t take your eyes off me, keep the me you lost forever in your pupils, retinas, and brains so that they won’t be erased. Myeong-jin, gripping the phone as if possessed by her eyes and biting her teeth, couldn’t press the end call button until her ex-girlfriend on the screen threw her head back and shuddered away. In the end, Myung-jin stood in front of her house door and hung her head until Lee Yul, who had sent her Yoon-jung, hung up the phone with that fishy smile.
