Chapter 450 – Episode 442. Victory Celebration Party. (1)

“Ha! Ha! Ha!”

“Sister, shut up! “This is the bathroom!”

I was sure that no one was under Rossby’s control, but Hyejin’s voice was so loud that she could be heard from outside.

However, Hyejin continued to let out strong moans. She must have thought it was her last time having sex since she was just a few weeks away from giving birth, so even though Hyejin was not in the bathroom, she climbed on top of me and had sex with me passionately.

Is it okay for a pregnant woman to do this violently? Anyway, this was big enough for my child. If a child was to be this wrong, it wouldn’t be my genes. If it were my child, she would actually like the idea of ​​meeting her father.

“Right? “Ssukssuk?”

Mugwort’s answer seemed to come from her hand cupping her voluptuous stomach. It was clear that he liked it.

“Huh!”

The breast milk pouring out from Hyejin’s breasts wets the front door of the bathroom, and the tide coming out from below wets my pants. It’s a good thing that the shorts are black. If it had been any other color, I would have been in trouble after sex.

“Ha, ha, ha.”

“Sister, have you been patient enough?”

“Under… You say it? Should I get divorced and move in with that house?”

“Yeah, but that’s a bit…”

No matter how new the country was, it was clear that it would be difficult to live in Korea if it was known that he was cheating on his high school teacher’s wife. Plus, she’ll do a genetic test, and it’ll turn out to be my child… Hmm… It was something that should never have happened.

“Well, no matter how fierce the tiger is, that would be difficult to handle, right?”

“Sister, when I go to the majors, I just come to the U.S. To have children and get early education. Will he be around 2 or 3 years old by then? It’s just right.”

“I guess so. “It’s so tantalizing to see each other like this every day, really.”

“I’ll tie Gicheol to AT.”

“Well, wild goose dads are common these days. “I hope my children grow up eating American food.”

While we were talking, I could feel her now flaccid pussy tightening around my cock again. Game 2 again. It’s been about 15 minutes since I left the dinner party after receiving a call from Hyejin. It was enough time for the second round.

When I again supported her stomach with my hands and slightly lifted her waist, Hyejin noticed my signal and started moving her waist. She was also a former tennis player, so even though her body was heavy, her ability to move up and down was extraordinary.

“Ha! Ha!”

‘Someone is coming.’

Rossby’s voice was heard during the second game. I quickly covered Hyejin’s mouth. Then she started licking my hand.

“Sister, wait a minute. “Someone is coming.”

“Huh?”

And the bathroom door opens. We, hiding in the toilet stall, held our breath at the same time.

“Ugh, I’m drunk. Wow, winning the regular season. Well, there are days like this in life.”

“You won last year too.”

“That’s Kosi winning. Regular championships are a different story. “It means that the team is functioning properly.”

“It’s all thanks to Coach. “The coach came, and the batting line came back to life.”

It was Lee Ki-cheol and the club manager. As Lee Ki-cheol’s voice is heard from outside, Hye-jin’s pussy feels tight. Still, is this because it’s my husband?

So, her older sister Hyejin covers her mouth and gently shakes her waist to stimulate her.

“Hmm.”

“Coach, hasn’t it actually been two wins in a row since you came? Hey, I started becoming a professional coach last year, and it’s Royal Roader. Really.”

“Haha. It’s all because the players are good.”

Hyejin’s older sister’s moans are drowned out by the sound of the two people talking. Her idiot, she pretended to be peeing for pleasure without knowing that her own wife was being fucked in the toilet stall.

“By the way, Coach. “You’re not drinking that much today, are you?”

“Ah? Alcohol? Her wife came to pick me up today. Still, she should be walking home in her right mind.”

“Hey, wife too. It’s extremely sincere. Aren’t you pregnant? “Now?”

“That’s right. “I did well in getting married.”

The more Hyejin’s praises come out of Lee Ki-cheol’s mouth, the more her pussy tightens around his cock. Ugh, I can’t hold on any longer?

“Sister, I’m going to cum.”

It was a quiet whisper in her ear and she nodded her head, squeezing the inside of her vagina. I cummed just like that, enjoying the pleasure. It would have been better if I hadn’t used a condom. But if I just wait a few more weeks, I can feel the inside of her intact vagina.

“But don’t you hear something strange?”

“Didn’t you drink too much?”

“Is that so? Ha, it wasn’t like this when I was young.”

The conversation between the two is soon drowned out by the sound of washing hands and their steps become distant.

“Really, there is no idiot like that.”

“That’s right. “He didn’t even know that his wife was being eaten right behind him.”

“So, was it delicious?”

“That’s it.”

“Thank goodness.”

Hyejin came down from above me, knelt down in front of me, and took off her condom. And after she squeezed out the semen inside it, she showed me her clean mouth.

“Wow, good job.”

“They say it’s delicious any time you eat it. Is it because it’s a fierce tiger?”

As I stroked her hair, she smiled with satisfaction. Then she took my slightly sagging cock into her mouth and started cleaning my cock, which was shiny with semen.

“It’s a shame. It ends here today. Meng Hao, are you going to do it again when you go home?”

“There are a lot of people waiting. “You know, right?”

“I envy you… “I want to play there too.”

“Please come visit once the season is over.”

“Under… I want to do that, but now I have to give birth.”

Regret overflows from her eyes. I can’t believe Hyejin restrains herself like this. Is your mother really great?

Anyway, after finishing her affair with Hye-jin, we went back to the dinner party and the players were very drunk from the joy of winning.

“Brother Meng Hao! Where have you been? Club go?”

“Bastard. “I have to prepare for Kosi.”

“Hey, there’s almost a month left.”

“Junhu, listen to Meng Hao. This bastard doesn’t have the grades as good as Meng Hao, so why is he exposing women like this? So, you’re not bitten by a flower snake.”

When Junhu clung to me, Junhyung immediately started marking Junhu.

“Ah! Senior! “Stop talking about that!”

“Anyway, I heard that kids who can’t play baseball have bad tempers. “Our fierce tiger can do whatever he wants!”

“Yes. “I still think so.”

“Brother! What is it? What is it? Let’s play together.”

“You go away.”

After removing the annoying Jun-hoo, Hye-jin, with her neatly dressed clothes, came into the dinner party.

“Then, I’ll go first! Thank you for your hard work this season!”

“Yes! Coach, I appreciate your hard work!”

“Okay! “Goodbye, Gicheol.”

“Thank you for your hard work, director! Then let’s go.”

And Lee Ki-cheol sits down with Hye-jin.

“Hey, Junhoo. They say if you are good at baseball, you can get a wife as pretty as the hitting coach. Also, how bright your heart is. I was pregnant, but my husband came home after drinking. Honestly, if Coach hadn’t played baseball, would he have been able to marry such a beautiful woman?”

“Ah! I understand! I will also work hard at baseball. But you’re good at baseball, so why don’t you get a girlfriend?”

“Shut up, bastard.”

Junhyung hyung… Are you still aspiring to be a cheerleader these days? It seemed like it might be like that. At the beginning of the company dinner, he was seen attacking the cheerleaders and then criticizing them. From what I’ve heard, it’s a bad rumor within the cheerleaders because they’re hitting on all the cheerleaders. Judging by the fact that he was hitting on them around here today, it looks like Junhyung doesn’t know that fact.

Honestly, he’s the 4th starter on a winning team, and although he has strength in the batting lineup, he’s a 10-win pitcher. Also, I don’t know why a man with a white face and many female fans is so obsessed with cheerleaders. It was none of my business either.

“Then I’ll go too.”

“Everyone! MVP this season! .400 batting average, .600 on-base percentage! 63 home runs! Ji Maeng-ho, who stole 86 bases, is going home!”

“Ah! Brother! “Please don’t do that.”

“Meng Hao! Are you leaving already?!”

“Oh my gosh, I heard Meng Hao is leaving, so I have to say hello to him.”

“Ah, seniors! Stop teasing me. Really!”

“Meng Hao! Thank you for helping us win this season too!”

“Hey, we all did it together. Ah! Director! Please! Stop! “I’m going to die of embarrassment like this.”

The director must have been very drunk, so he stood up and tried to bow at almost a 90-degree angle to me, so I immediately ran over and stopped him.

“Yes, Meng Hao. We had a hard time this season too. Take good care of your body until training. Well, I believe you will control your condition well even if I don’t say this.”

“Yep! I will work hard during Kosi as well.”

“Yes, the others, like Meng Hao, don’t pay attention to me and go if you want to go.”

“Hey, only married men will stay together.”

“Meng Hao! Be sure to call the assistant manager. “If I get caught drunk driving, I will kill you.”

“I already called you. “Then let’s go first.”

Getting up first at a company dinner was, of course, difficult. Now all that’s left is to go home and have a real victory party. Hyuna, who is about to open the season today, was also said to be coming, so it was almost like everyone except Hyejin was there.

‘Are there four people, including Soyoung, Jo Eun, Hyuna, and Jia? ‘My back is going to fall off.’

‘Tch.’

‘Hey, Mr. Rossby. Soyoung is the first to fall anyway, so Rossby can enjoy it too.’

‘Tell them to throw away that talisman quickly.’

‘Then what if Soyoung sees the ghost again?’

‘Making excuses.’

While I was talking with Rossby and waiting for the assistant manager, several more players started coming out of the restaurant. Most of them were seniors who were not married. It seemed like he took advantage of my appearance and left the dinner party.

“Maengho, are you going to the second round with single people?”

“I’m sorry. “I have a promise.”

“Well, I guess I’ll go meet a girl again. How do you have so many women? Even an article like that came out.”

“Hey, you know? Skills, and…”

At my words, the seniors’ eyes turn downwards to me. My seniors, who occasionally glanced down at me while showering, soon nodded as if they understood.

“Tsk. I’m jealous, you bastard.”

“Honestly, I’m more jealous of that than Tiger’s baseball skills.”

“Let’s go without Meng Hao. If he’s there anyway, everyone will flock to him.”

“Yep! Well then, good luck to you, seniors! “I will go in first.”

“Okay, goodbye.”

The assistant manager must have arrived just then, so I said hello to my seniors and got into the car.

“Uh? “Isn’t that Ji Maeng-ho?”

“Yes, yes. You’re right. Sign?”

“Uh? That would be great.”

Until last year, it wasn’t enough for assistant managers to recognize it, but is this a taste of the Olympics? After all, popular people are tired.