There Is Nothing to Enjoy in a Small Rural Town 322

Chapter 322 – Special Episode 5. Pumasi (15)

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Special Episode 5. Pumasi (15)

Junhee, who had been sucking the old man’s genitals for a while, had a sudden thought. All he ordered was to wipe it, so he didn’t have to make me ejaculate in his mouth. To be perfectly honest, I didn’t really hate washing the old man’s long, hard things, but I wondered if I could convince him at this point if I could finish the job sooner.

That said, he suddenly stopped washing and asked if he could stop doing it, which somehow seemed like a trick, and his conscience stung him. Anyway, that’s what she was going to do. As long as you’re satisfied with her old side and don’t stop her, it’s just right to let her go. No, I thought you were right. He just stopped sucking hard on his cock and shaking his head up and down holding onto the shaft of his cock. With only the glans in his mouth, he moved his tongue and licked the entire glans from the cracked urethra, letting his throat rest for a while.

Sensing something suspicious about her changed service method, the old man pulled his chin down and tried to look at Junhee’s face. Only movement had stopped and only the top of Junhee’s head was still clinging to his object, but he noticed that a thought had formed in Junhee’s head who was completely focused on fella. Sure enough, after a while, Junhee took his object out of his mouth, licked it with his tongue a few times, and asked him.

“Hey, honey. I think it’s all cleaned up now…”

Is it because he is shy or does he feel sorry for something? Junhee turned his head away because she couldn’t bear to make eye contact with him.

The old man was troubled. If you push further here, this girl will continue to suck his cock until he ejaculates. But when it’s over? She thinks she’s done her job, so she’ll ask him to fulfill her promise, and if she puts on her panties as she pleases, the situation is over. There is no room for anything more to be done.

Of course, judging from her reaction now, it doesn’t seem likely that she won’t be able to have sexual contact with this young college girl in the future. However, her vigilance will also grow and she will regain her sanity and she may completely reject his touch. Worst of all, if you leave the house, it’s all over.

Then, how about listening to her request here? Her pleasure now will be cut off, but there will be room for something more in the future. She, too, will have a remnant on her mind of her guilt that she didn’t finish the job properly, and she will have a reason to ask him for something more. She can step up as an opportunity to ask for more than just a fella, whether it’s pushy or sympathetic. One step back for two steps forward. Its strategic value far outweighs regret.

So Mr. Goh stretched out her arm and put it on the back of Junhee’s hand, who was resting on the floor. Startled, Junhee looked at her hand, then turned her head to look at the old man’s face. He gave her the nod of her head at her with the most benevolent expression he could.

“Thank you, wife.”
“…Yes, sorry.”

What are you sorry about? Junhee apologized without even realizing it. One hand still held the old man’s genitals, the other held on to him. The old man’s hands were a bit cold, and somehow Junhee felt more sorry for him. Maybe the old man who lost his loved one and lived alone for decades took away the opportunity he barely got, the warmth he so longed for.

Junhee, who was drowning in guilt, felt his hand drop. She also slipped her hands away from his hard prick and quickly picked up her panties again and tucked them around the old man’s bony legs. The erect penis was so long and stiff that he had to stretch the rubber bands of his panties as much as possible, but he had to somehow turn the angle well and put the panties on, so Junhee could breathe. It caught the old man’s eyes that sweat was glistening on her upper body, exposed because of her wet top.

Her top, which was spread out on the floor of her room, was not dry at all. Besides, the floor, which seemed to be sizzling until earlier, is now a little cold instead of warm. Junhee thought the boiler might have been turned off or the temperature was set low, but she had no way to confirm.

And she was right about what she thought. Earlier, when Junhee was washing herself in the bathroom, the old man had quickly lowered the temperature of the boiler in the house. It wasn’t clear how the situation would turn out, but there was absolutely no chance that Junhee would wear his urine-stained clothes again, and in that case, it was decided that making the house cold would be to his advantage.

That’s really right. Junhee didn’t notice how cold the room had become while she was serving the old man with her mouth, and as the water and sweat left on her body dried up, she felt even more cold. Junhee desperately needed warmth now that he had nothing to put on and nothing to warm himself up with.

The old man tried to dig into the point, but he paused for a moment. Still not enough She needs to be colder. When she is in a daze, she tries for nothing and fails, it is difficult for her to promise the next time. It’s been quite some time now that this girl is coming to her own house. She tells him her allotted time is until her son returns and takes her away. Until then, it was her duty to drop her and it was her right to enjoy her body. After that time, there is no possibility of her being alone like this, but rather, she may have to take responsibility for the failure.

So the old man waited carefully. What do you gain from being old? It is only patience that goes through all the hardships of the world. Waiting. Keep waiting Until she gets colder. Until she can’t stand her cold and longs for the warmth the old man gives. The warmth that will melt your body and mind is waiting for you. Of course, you have to pay the price with your body.

Five or ten minutes passed like that. The old man continued to watch TV in silence, and Junhee repeatedly touched his clothes, not knowing what to do. Cold. Winter isn’t over yet. What temperature is the room, why is it so cold? Isn’t the old man cold? Even though he is wrapped in a blanket and a mattress, he only has one pair of panties and a pair of mattresses. It would be warmer than himself who had taken off his top and covered his body with both arms, but it wouldn’t mean that the cold air wouldn’t reach his body. Junhee couldn’t stand it and finally spoke to the old man again.

“Hey, hey. Grandfather.”
“…”

He doesn’t answer when I call him grandfather. He asked just in case, but it seems that there is no other way.

“Hey, honey.”
“Huh?”

He who reacts right away is savage.

“Boiler.. Where is it?”
“…I don’t know.”

I guess so. The elderly, who have lost most of their cognitive abilities, have no way of knowing where the boiler is. No, I don’t know if it’s cold or warm right now in the first place.

“Isn’t the room a bit cold? I’ll turn on the boiler.”
“…I don’t know.”

I’m a little angry. No, I am very angry. I’m dying of cold, but I’m the only one who covers the blanket and doesn’t know. Jun-hee looked down at her anger and barely held back her anger and asked him again.

“Aren’t you cold? If you know where the boiler is, I’ll warm up the room.”
“…The boiler doesn’t come in.”
“Yes?”
“I won’t come in until my son comes. Get out of town.”
“Ah…”

Is it such a system? There was no way Junhee knew about the heating structure of this house. Of course, the old man’s words are lies. Nowadays, there is no place in the countryside where heating cannot be controlled in individual houses. To freeze to death

“Wife.”
“Yes?”

Junhee, who still covered her breasts with both arms at the sound of her calling herself, turned around to see her old man holding the blanket over her and giving her space. She immediately recognized that it meant to come next to her and she under the covers, but Junhee couldn’t move.

He must have taken off his top right now, and the old man’s panties were still forming a strong triangle. I’ve been sucking on his cock for a while now and he really thinks of me as his wife. In this situation, if you go inside, under that warm blanket, you don’t know what will happen to you. Even Junhee knew that much.

But I wanted to go in. I wanted to wrap myself in a blanket and feel the warmth. To be honest, I thought it was stupid to worry about something that might or might not happen when I was dying of cold. And if the old man really wants to do something to himself, if the atmosphere is like that, just refuse. It’s just a matter of holding out until your body melts a little and getting out of his blanket. If necessary, you can ask for permission and find another quilt. Since he’s an elderly person with dementia, he won’t remember it anyway, so it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t care about permission and just took out the blanket.

Thinking so, Junhee picked up the phone with one hand and went under his blanket while still covering his chest as much as possible. Her old man even gave her her own pillow, so Junhee could lie down on her side a little more comfortably. Although the blanket and pillow smelled peculiar to the elderly, it was not unbearable, and rather, the blanket and yoga were warmed by his body temperature, so I was able to get the warmth I longed for.

The old man, Mr. Go, pulled the blanket over Junhee’s shoulders as if he were her grandfather. As her exposed upper body was completely covered and warmth wrapped around her body from the neck down, Junhee thought to herself that she should not worry and get right under his blanket. She was comfortable inside, and unexpectedly, the old man did nothing to her. However, because he was lying on her back as she was lying on her side and using her cell phone, I could feel his gaze.