Chapter 94 – 18. Let’s Go MT (8)
18. Let’s go MT (8)
– Hehe, father! No more! It looks like rice!
Chang-soo ejaculated on Jun-hee’s striped panties at the sound of a long, climaxing moan in the room. How many circumstances I never imagined that I would achieve in my 70s what I had given up all through my 60s. His semen, which gave the impression of being yellow because it was not white, was slowly seeping into Junhee’s panties. Chang-soo closed his eyes and stuck his nose into Jun-hee’s bra, enjoying the smell and fragrance, while Chang-soo was immersed in the lingering sound.
Beyond the door, instead of breathing, something started to squeak. Chang-soo swiped his cock, smeared all the semen on his panties, and quietly went back to Jun-hee’s room. The semen-stained panties were roughly rolled up and tucked between her underwear. Since he had come, he took out several pairs of pretty and cute Junhee’s underwear with the intention of stealing them.
As he tried to turn around, he returned to Junhee’s room again with some lingering lingering feelings. Opportunities like this seldom come. No, no matter how many more times I live, I won’t have the chance to open the closet of a young female college student, admire her underwear, and get dirty. If so, you should enjoy it to the fullest. Leaving as it is is not polite to Heaven for giving you this opportunity. With that thought in mind, as she took a closer look at the underwear in the closet, she felt blood rushing to her lower leg again. He never thought he would be able to get another erection after ejaculation at the age of over seventy, but his body seemed to be doing its best to satisfy his libido.
Looking down, the erect prick seemed to be talking to him, bobbing. Dirty, dirty all this young bitch’s underwear. Chang-soo couldn’t stand it any longer when he thought of the girl in the picture wearing her underwear, never imagining that her underwear had been soiled by an unknown man.
He took a small picture frame from the desk, held it in one hand, and stared at it. Now all the underwear under his cock belonged to this pretty lady, the daughter of the lewd mother who was fucking with her father-in-law in his room. He looked her in the eyes and it felt as if she was looking at him as well. But she can’t know what he’s doing or stop him from doing it. She is unknowingly helpless and unable to stop her underwear from getting all dirty.
Changsu looked at Junhee in the photo and Junhee’s underwear in the closet and shook his erect cock vigorously. The room owner’s mother and her grandfather would be busy having sex again, but they couldn’t relax. At this age, an erection wouldn’t last forever, and I had forgotten about it earlier, but the headaches and fatigue from the hangover were formidable. With the opportunity of his lifetime right in front of him, he couldn’t fail.
He set the picture frame down on top of his underwear, took a handful of Junhee’s panties, and buried her face. At most it smelled like laundry detergent and fabric softener, but it didn’t matter. To him, the smell of this underwear now was the smell of a college girl’s pussy, and the feel of the underwear was the feel of a college girl’s pubic area. I put my nose in my panties and sucked in a lot of air, then put it in my mouth as if I was biting off a piece of fruit and sucked on one side.
Changsoo was happy. He was happier masturbating now than any sex he had ever had in his life. The pleasure of the day when she ejaculated on the discarded stockings of a young female employee was nothing compared to now. In the room next door, a beautiful woman is having sex, and he has in front of him a bunch of the college girl’s underwear he’s always wanted. The fragrance was sweet and the taste was delicacy. More than anything else, when I thought that the college girl in the photo was wearing a bra and panties that were stained with her own semen from having so many ejaculations in this closet, her head felt so hot that she was about to explode.
He threw the underwear back into the closet and picked up the frame. In the picture, she was clothed, but she was only seen in her underwear in his eyes. And the underwear was full of his semen. The moment he remembered his body and underwear soiled with his semen, which he had ejaculated for the first time in decades, Chang-soo spewed semen into the closet.
A much larger amount of semen was sprayed in the closet than the first ejaculation, as if he had known about the owner’s long affair. The problem was that it sprayed so strongly that half of it was buried in the underwear and half in the closet itself. After squeezing out every last drop and wrapping it on his underwear, Chang-soo picked up the underwear with less semen and wiped the closet. No, rather than wiping it, I was diligently smearing the semen on my underwear.
After rubbing the glans on the inside of the bra cup and smearing all the remaining secretions, Changsu roughly organized his underwear and put them in. It was a lot different from the first time, but I didn’t have to worry about it anyway. No one would have thought he would have done something like this. 70 The most satisfied of his life, he pulled up his pants and left the room. As I quietly went to Hee-joo’s door, I could still hear her moaning inside. But exhausted, he turned on his feet again, entered the guard’s room, and climbed onto the bed. The old man worked too hard today. He needed sleep.
At midnight, at home, sitting alone on the bed, Yoon-jung was contemplating. In her hand was a cell phone that was shining brightly and vibrating. A phone call was coming. Myungjin’s phone was coming. Yoon-jung was thinking. Whether she should take this call or not. And at the same time, she was thinking. That night during the Chuseok holiday, the night I climbed into the passenger seat of Myung-jin’s car.
As Yoon-jeong sat in her passenger seat, Myung-jin slowly moved her car. Myungjin spoke quietly as the car drove along at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.
“How have you been doing?”
“…”
When Yoon-jung didn’t answer, he continued talking as if he was talking to himself.
“I thought a lot. I thought of you… I just wondered if we were over. But I still wanted to see you.”
A car that was running on a deserted road was stopped on the shoulder of the road. When the two were on good terms, when they were passionately in love, they shared love like this, but not today. The air in the car was subtly awkward and slightly cold.
“Now I won’t say let’s start again. I probably won’t be able to do that again. I know it’s over. It’s just… But thank you for meeting me like this.”
Yoon Jeong-eui’s ex-boyfriend was talking very vaguely, but he is the man who sent a picture of his daughter hitting him today. Yoon-jung had nothing to be sad about or miss. He was tired of cheating on her in this way and hated it.
But what was her own intention when she came out in the middle of the night to meet him, knowing that she would say something like this? Why are you listening to his useless voice instead of going home right away? Yoon-jung had something she wanted, something she expected, and something she was waiting for.
“Now, I really think it would be good for each other to forget each other neatly and make a fresh start. But I know it in my head, but my heart can’t do that.”
I unfastened my seat belt and he finally moved. Holding her by the wrist of Yoon-jung, he looked at her, revealing her purpose for coming here today.
“Yoon Jeong-ah. Let’s do it one last time. If we do it once, I think we can completely break up. Since we still loved each other, I think it’s a farewell to the memories and images of how we loved each other…”
“No.”
Before more obscene bullshit came out, Yoon-jeong cut him off. I hate to hear it. Break up completely? Farewell to fond memories? I’m giggling.
“Yoon Jeong-ah, don’t do that. Huh? We really loved each other. I miss you so much. If things end like this, I can’t start anew. Neither you. So let’s just do one last thing and break up cleanly.”
“I finished everything and started anew. I have no intention of doing anything with you, so don’t even dream about it. If you’ve said everything, take me home now.”
In fact, Yoon-jung was shaking with her burning body and desire for a man until she got into his car. However, when she saw her begging ex-boyfriend, she liked her position as the leader much more than longing for his body. This gave me mental satisfaction and pleasure different from the pleasure of sex. She honestly wished that he would not take her home and that she would keep begging and begging him until he got tired of it.
However, Myung-jin did not back down and brought out the next move.
“Are you serious? You’ve really started anew? You kept checking what I sent you from a few days ago.”
“That, I just saw what they sent. Where’s the crazy guy who sent something like that in the first place!”
“You’ve seen all of those things. Today. Don’t do that. Let’s really do it just once. So that both you and I can finish it coolly at once.”
Yunjeong blushed and let go of his hand holding her arm.
“No! Take me home quickly! Otherwise, I’ll just get off here and report you!”
“Ah, okay. Then don’t do it, just watch me do it alone.”
“What?”
Instead of answering, Myungjin unzipped her pants and took out her own erect penis from her panties. Yoon Jeong-eun Although she was surprised, she couldn’t take her eyes off the real person she had been seeing for the first time in a long time. Myungjin didn’t have a great big cock, but it was big enough and strong enough. For a long time, she had no shortage of things to please Yoon-jung, who had become accustomed to his things.
Myung-jin, who felt her hot stare and gained confidence, started shaking her things with her hands without asking Yoon-jung’s thoughts.
“What, what are you doing…”
It was the tone of a shy woman, not angry or argumentative. Myung-jin’s masturbation became more unstoppable at Yun-jung’s reaction, which changed as soon as she took out her cock.
“Just look at it, just look at it. I only need to make it cheap once in front of you. You’ve seen everything I sent you anyway. Think of it as the same as that, huh?”
Unable to bear the eyes of Myeong-jin shaking her cock while staring at her, Yun-jung turned her head and glanced at him masturbating with her sidelong glance. Myung-jin, who exposed her genitals, did not hesitate at all, and instead, her Myung-jin urged her in a bizarre situation where Yoon-jung, who saw it, was ashamed.
“Look at this. Jung-ah Yoon, look at my cock! Please! Hurry up!”
In response to his coercion, Yoon-jeong ‘inevitably’ turned her head to the left and saw him masturbating. At the tip of his cock wrapped around his fingers, pre-cum was coming out before he knew it, acting as a lubricant for masturbation. Looking at the transparent water droplets at the end of the urethra and the glistening glans, Yoon-jung tightened his thighs. It was hard to resist the temptation to put his hand down.
“Jung Yoon! I’ll lend you a hand!”
Suddenly, Myungjin stretched out her arm, grabbed her hand, and brought it to his groin. Yoon-jung hurriedly tried to remove his hand, but the reaction was delayed because he was distracted by his cock. Like a couple in a famous romance movie, the two held hands and collaborated together. However, instead of the pottery clay that lovers touch together in the movie, their hands were touching Myung-jin’s genitals.
Inside the car, only the breathing of former lovers could be heard. A woman’s fine hand held the man’s genitals, and then a man’s rough hand held the woman’s fine hands again and vigorously shook her genitals. Yunjeong, who was just as excited as Myungjin masturbating, realized that her thighs were starting to get wet with the water flowing from her cunt. Fortunately for her timing, Myung-jin made additional demands on her.
“Touch you too.”
“What?”
“You touch yours too. Let’s do it together.”
Yoon Jeong-eun was worried. She was no longer here who had bitterly rejected her ex. Sensing that Yoon-jung couldn’t deny herself, she said in a stronger tone.
“You want to do it anyway. Masturbate quickly, you too.”
The upper hand has been changed. It was Yoon-jeong who held his vitals, but he couldn’t refuse his orders. A familiar request in a familiar voice penetrated Yoon-jung’s head, broke reason and began to dominate her body.
“Hey.”
When I put my hand into my shorts and touched the clip over the wet panties, a strange sound came out of my mouth. The stimulation itself was nothing compared to what I had touched directly before, but the situation itself was different. Holding her ex’s cock in one hand and stroking her goddaughter while stroking her cunt was enough to arouse her physically and mentally.
They had caressed each other’s genitals many times, but it was the first time since they broke up. The day they started seeing each other, they had sex all night quite a bit, but now her mind had completely departed from Myung-jin. However, now that I think the mental connection has been completely cut off, this act of enjoying pleasure together while thinking of him as another person felt so good.
But Myeong-jin didn’t like her rubbing her fingers over her underwear. Then, holding her hand with her left hand and continuing her goddaughter, with her right hand she pulled back her panties with her fingers and pushed her two middle fingers into Yoon-jung’s vagina.
“What, what are you doing! Don’t do it! Hick! Ugh, ugh!”
Oral resistance is useless. The left hand that was doing the goddaughter didn’t stop her movement, and the right hand, not resisting, matched Myongjin’s finger movements as if they were the same person’s fingers and played inside her cunt together. He knew where she felt better, so the movements of her fingers perfectly matched the way she touched them while masturbating. Put it in, rub gently from the inside out, then vigorously rub the upper part of the vaginal wall, then rotate the labia a few times as you come out, then pinch the clitoris and roll it between your fingers. When two fingers moved like this at once, Yoon-jung couldn’t come to her senses.
“Ah, good. It’ll be cheap, Yoon Jeong-ah!”
However, caressing her with her Myung-jin was nothing more than a daughter of her masturbation, so she prioritized her own circumstances rather than sending her Yun-jeong away. A few seconds after she said she was going to ejaculate, she felt the pulsation of her cock in her hand, and she groaned and squirted white liquid all over her hand.
As she ejaculated, she naturally stopped moving her hand that was stirring her cunt. So she said as Myungjin, who enjoyed the lingering sound for a few seconds, pulled her finger out of her vagina.
“Take some tissue paper from above and wipe it off.”
Similarly, the moment Yoon-jeong pulled her finger out of her cunt and opened the mirror above her, something in her fell between her thighs. Myeong-jin feared that the semen on her hand would spill onto the car seat, so she was so focused on it that she didn’t see it. She quietly put her hand between her thighs and picked it up. In Yoon-jung’s eyes, she saw a condom the two of them often bought.
