Chapter 325 – 38. Be One’s Valentine (3)
38. Be one’s Valentine (3)
As Kyu-hang held Hee-young’s big breasts from underneath and squeezed them, more milk came out of her nipples. Her hands moved towards her nipples, pumping her milk. As Kyu-hang’s index finger and thumb, which stopped right in front of the areola, gently turned Hee-young’s breast, a moan escaped from her mouth along with breast milk.
“Agh! Kyu, Kyuhang-ah…”
Why did you call him by his name There was no particular reason. I just unknowingly threw his name out of my mouth. However, the disciple, ignoring her teacher’s call, continued stimulating her breasts to express her breast milk, then picked up the chocolate syrup that had been placed on her floor and handed it to her.
“Go, go, squeeze it on your chest.”
“This, this!?”
“Yes. In moderation, on the nipple.”
Heeyoung knew at once what he was about to do. The intention was to mix chocolate syrup with her breast milk. Oh my god. She was one of those things that, for her part, was really unimaginable to her, but was actually used as a joke among men. Of course, few people would try to put it into practice.
Childbirth, and then breastfeeding. There were many times when I was in trouble because of the milk that didn’t stop coming out even after it was all over. It took her quite a while to get used to it, but contrary to her serious concerns, her breast milk didn’t come out right away at any time. Strangely enough, when Hee-young was sexually aroused, she wet her bra as if her own juices were coming out.
As such a daily life continued, Hee-young also had delusions about her breast milk. She once contemplated seducing her husband with her breast milk, who didn’t hold her, and then playing her lactation with him. However, her husband is like a twisted saint who refuses to have sex until Se-hyeok grows up. It was obvious that if I seduced her to have sex while spilling her breast milk, I would rather look at her with disgust.
Her delusion was spurred on by writing her secret account. In this place of hers, she imagined sucking her breast milk to her men who treated her as her daughter and masturbated and spit out all kinds of lewd words to her. At that moment, she did not even need her husband’s touch. . Of course, when all her excitement was gone and she regained her senses, the unfaithful woman who fantasized about it hated herself terribly, but that was only a small amount.
After giving her breasts to Kyu-Hang, who covets her milk like a baby, I could feel what the breastfeeding play she practiced with her body was really like. This was an act of pleasure, no matter who the opponent was. It felt good. It was as pleasant as it was embarrassing to suck her breasts at her disciple who was after her own body.
Sprinkling her food, sweet chocolate, on it amplified her shyness, but at the same time raised her excitement tremendously. Are feeding She is feeding her breast to this stout pupil of hers who is twice as tall as herself. The fact that he was feeding her directly rather than being taken from her gave her a sense of immorality and mental pleasure that couldn’t be greater.
Squeezing a little of her syrup and spilling it over her breasts, the mouth of Kyu-hang attached to her nipple opens wide and swallows her syrup-stained breasts. With the sound of sucking, you can feel her breast milk and chocolate going into the disciple’s mouth. After the chocolate syrup disappears without a trace, she squeezes some more and feeds it to him. Repeating this, Heeyoung realized that at some point her lower body was extremely wet.
As soon as I pushed her breasts against her rule so quickly that no more of her milk came out, her nipples did not stand upright and were slightly swollen. As she sucked greedily on both sides, seeing her nipples slightly more swollen than usual, Kyu-gang felt that the lust that had already dominated him leaked out through the holes in her body.
The teacher’s face flushed red. The teacher’s mouth gushing her breath lightly. I can feel it when I reach out my hand and touch the teacher’s place. The fact that this place of the madly in love teacher is drenched. All of her teachers were now informing him. That she was very excited Kyu-hang knew that the teacher was so excited that she couldn’t lie even if I asked if she was excited for me to suck her breasts.
Although he was a male who was not chosen by women, his instinct as a man who existed anyway told Kyu-hang. Now is your chance. Now is the chance to mentally capture the teacher. Of course, it would be impossible to make her his lover at once, but I felt that the opportunity to break the teacher’s heart had come.
Kyu-hang grabbed Hee-young by her arms and slowly dragged her onto her blanket. When placed on top of it, the breast collapses while maintaining its minimal shape. The disciple placed his fat body on top of her teacher and covered her face with his face. He slowly pretended to bring her mouth to Heeyoung’s lips, then reached her ear and whispered.
“Sir, sir, I love you.”
“Kyu, Kyuhang-ah…”
“I really love you, love you, love you. I love you the most in the world! Spread, flat, I thought only teachers were new for the rest of my life.”
“…”
Heeyoung didn’t know how to answer. This is the man who hacked his own cell phone, recorded lewd images, and forcibly raped her. But at the same time, he was a disciple who cared most about himself, respected himself the most, and was always polite and respectful. He couldn’t have noticed Kyu-Hung’s feelings towards him. However, as an ideal teacher, he always pretended not to know in order to guide him on the right path, and at the same time tried to change his bad side. Although, of course, all those efforts came to naught as he uncovered his own lewd side.
Maybe it’s because his breasts were sucked. Maybe because he breastfed him. He says he loves him, and his heavy body clinging to him feels like a baby. He is a child who craves her love. And yet he’s a terrible kid who does all kinds of tricks with her to have sex with her. He couldn’t like it, but he couldn’t completely hate it either. Because Hee-young had a lot of guilt and a lot of sexual desire at the same time.
Just start having sex without saying anything. Then at least it would put my mind at ease. He could forget many things in moments of bodily pleasure. He didn’t miss his body anyway because he didn’t hug her, and he could have made an excuse that the reason he was delighted with another man’s cock was because of his husband. Isn’t it her Park An-jong who drove her to this point? The guilt for him had faded as soon as it faded, and he wasn’t even sorry anymore.
Heeyoung wanted to have sex, and she still wants to. I hope this nasty disciple will shove his dick in quickly. I let her play with her breasts so much and fed her breast milk to the point that it wouldn’t come out anymore today. What do you love her? Her troublesome and burdensome words should stop her and make her happy without thinking about her. Heeyoung didn’t want to face her own broken parts.
She did not think that her teacher would accept her own confession of love, but her stipulation was a little offended when she made no reply. She quickly changes her attitude even though she thought to herself that a little while ago she wanted to cherish her the most in her world and that she knew that she couldn’t be her lover all at once. Pity her self-centered selfish. She likes women more than anyone else, but she doesn’t think about them properly. Among them, wasn’t it the regulation that her personality was twisted as much as possible?
Her angry Kyuhang forced her to kiss her while pinching her teacher’s swollen nipples tightly with her hands. Heeyoung accepted his tongue as she frowned at the pain she felt in her chest. Unless you’re an idiot, you don’t know that Kyu-hang is angry. She had no choice but to endure it until she felt better about him without giving her a clear answer.
Instead, Heeyoung reached out and stroked his hard erect cock. Her hands stroking the student’s cock over her comfy sweatpants seemed to say, ‘Forgive me with this’, ‘I will make you feel better, so please don’t be angry’. Kyu-hang was a little relieved by the teacher’s voluntary service. Yes, she won’t answer the words that she loves you yet. It’s okay because you still want me. I can stand it today. He thought he would look after the teacher as if he were a master.
The hand that had been pinching her nipple went down and rubbed Hee-young’s genital area. The place, wet with her already secreted love juice, made an obscene sound and slithered. Her kissing lips also fell, and while Kyu-hang stared at her teacher’s beautiful face, Hee-yeong had to close her eyes tightly and hold back her moans as Kyu-hang touched her labia with her hands. Once, like this, there was a time when she had to endure the caresses of her husband, who was her boyfriend, with shame. She said then she purely loved him, she loved him too and she innocently loved herself. Same posture, same pleasure, but why did it end up like this now?
