Chapter 127 – 127 – The House, USA. A Man Took Out a Photo.
I kept making Hyejeong say embarrassing things to her husband.
“And now I think about you sleeping all day long… Ha… ♡ And again, when you do it once, the master does it 10 times, 100 times… Hmm… ♡ And again…”
“What else is there? Kkkk.”
“… Also, the master has incredible energy, just like you, ugh… ♡ It doesn’t end like a rabbit. … Also, the semen is not watery like yours, it is thick and sticky… , Hehe… ♡ It feels good when I eat it or receive it in my vagina, and I think this is real semen… Haha… ♡”
Hyejeong seemed to think that her husband could not come back alive.
She had already resigned.
That was my thought too.
So, this was a kind of ceremony and an oath of loyalty.
Until now, when Hyejeong brought up the story of her husband who died in the United States, she was reluctant to make amends.
It seems that her presumed dead husband was a bit of a sentiment that told her not to mess with him.
So I always had to consciously be a little careful about that part.
Even during conversations, I had to be careful not to let the topic of conversation go to my husband or the United States.
‘And that always sucked. Hyejeong is my girl, and I feel like shit every time I feel like she belongs to her dead husband. To be my woman, she must show a commitment like Hikari, to abandon her dead husband her her her, Mr. Seong, and follow me.’
Of course, from the past, if she was crazy about the pleasure of sex, even if she brought up the story of her husband, it was the same to accept it or ignore it …, It feels different now.
Now Hyejeong promised that even if her husband comes back alive, she will not leave my side her her her her.
Since we can’t know Hye-jeong’s thoughts her her her her 100% her, she may be thinking in her heart her her her, ‘I can just think about it then, it’s not going to happen anyway.’ .
For some reason, my intuition …, Now it seemed like Hyejeong had completely given up on her husband.
Even if her husband miraculously comes back alive.
Maybe even if her husband really comes back… , ‘I am already defiled. It’s not okay to be trained by the master. Meet someone better than me…’ It seemed like we would break up like this.
That was my intuition informed by the sixth sense skill.
‘It almost feels like we had sex for the last time and then broke up. Of course, I won’t even let you have sex at the end. Even if there is a one in a million chance that he comes back alive. Sigh…’
Even if I couldn’t stop him and gave him one last sex, I would be so disappointed with my husband’s small dick that I couldn’t feel anything during the last sex of our breakup… ,
My husband was disappointed with Hye-jeong’s empty-feeling pussy, which was expanded to fit the size of my big dick, as her husband said. .
‘Kkekekekeke. Ah, that’s fun. I really hope he comes back alive, this. … Of course, I will never let you have sex. Because Hyejeong is mine now. I should just show you the video I just shot.’
A change of heart due to pregnancy, and corruption due to the addiction to drugs.
Now Hyejeong is truly my pussy slave.
Even if my husband comes back alive with a probability of 1 in a million or 1 in 10 million, I have become a true pussy slave who will choose to remain as my pussy slave.
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The house, USA.
Pacific Standard Time July 27, 2023 06:03
On the rooftop of a grocery store on an abandoned street, an Asian man stood holding an AR-15 assault rifle.
He was standing guard against zombies and looters on the roof of a grocery store.
It was so-called night watch.
Then he took out a photo from his wallet.
In the photo, a pretty woman was smiling brightly.
“Hey, Mr. Park. It’s guard shift time. … But what are you looking at like that?”
“Ah, Mr. Jake. Good morning. This… , This is a photo of my wife.”
“Oh, something so beautiful? There was a reason why I wanted to return to Korea. “What is your wife’s name?”
“This is Kim Hye-jeong. Hyejeong Kim.”
“Right. I guess that’s why you didn’t give in to a straight beach like Anna Smith tempting you? Anna still seems to have feelings for you… , This will disappoint. Or just accept it, her wife will never know what happened in America. There is no guarantee that she will return alive. Just enjoy it.”
“… There shouldn’t be any shame when you go back to her wife. Rather than worrying about such things, I want to focus more on returning to Korea alive and safely.”
“Truly elite. I heard that only elite graduates in Korea can join your company. “Your specs were also great.”
“Right now it’s just a useless background. “It would be better to be better at shooting like Jake.”
“Haha. That’s right. Well, anyway, I hope you come back alive. “I shouldn’t have left such a pretty wife alone.”
“Of course. Hyejeong has been stalked for a long time, and there have been many bad guys targeting her. “I have to go back and protect it.”
Jinsu Park and Jake did not bother to mention that in some part of their hearts, there was a high possibility that Jinsoo Park’s wife, Hyejeong Kim, had already died or had become a zombie.
In the world of the zombie apocalypse, there are not many clueless bastards who would outright say that their family members are likely already dead in front of fellow survivors who want to return home to find their families.
“Okay. Be sure to return alive. Her wife will be waiting a lot. “I will help you as much as I can.”
“Thank you. Jake.”
As Park Jin-su looked at the picture of his wife in his wallet his, he vowed that she would definitely return alive.
‘Hyejeong. I will definitely come back alive. Please stay alive. Just stay alive…’
Jinsu Park put Kim Hyejeong’s photo her her her back in her wallet her, switched guard between her and Jake, and went to let her sleep her.
Whether in the military or now, the watchdog was so tired that it was easy to sleep after doing it.
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Thanks to aphrodisiac cocks and drug cocks, the loyalty of pussy slaves has become extraordinary.
Hyejeong, who is keen, took a peek at me to see if she had written something strange on their body her her, but when I pulled her away, she became confused and gradually began to think that her body she had just have been gradually manipulated naturally.
It’s because I’m brushing my teeth again and your body can’t forget my big cock. It was also because I ground my teeth in this way.
“… Master, since we have so much sex every day, our bodies have become strange. … Books, take responsibility. … Lee, please have a lot of sex every day from now on.”
Hehe, okay. Hyejeong is cute. Are you asking me, your master, for more sex every day as you’ve been grinning all morning? Where is that obedient self who abandoned her husband yesterday and said she would be my pussy slave for the rest of her life? Huh? Kkkk.”
“…”
Hyejeong is trembling as if she is upset about something. But she can’t help it.
Now sex is not a reward given by girls, but a reward given by me.
If you hate me, there will be no food or sex.
“… Well, it’s strange that after having sex with my master, even after a while, I still think of his cock and semen… Something…”
“Hyejeong said it’s because you’re now a teaching assistant? You and I are now on the same page. Seoyeon, you’ve been like that since long ago, right? “You’ve been thinking about having sex with me or me hugging you tight or stroking your head all day long, right?”
“… Yes, master. … Hyejeong and her older sister seem to like the owner now. Lol…”
Seoyeon was next to her and without knowing anything, she gave a nice assist.
Hye-jeong tilted her head at Seo-yeon’s strange assist, but it seemed like she was beginning to understand that her own body her her she was really being trained by my big dick and her sex her.
She didn’t listen to a single word I said, but when Seo-yeon was next to her and helped her with a ‘hehe’ smile, she said, ‘… It changed to ‘Is that so?’
“But, master. Why can’t Hyeyeon and I meet? . Except when the four of us are having sex together, we are not allowed to talk…”
“Uh huh, don’t you know how to separate the perpetrator from the victim? “You guys shouldn’t be together for a while.”
Hyejeong seemed to want to share her story with Hyeyeon, but I completely blocked her.
At this point, I’m thinking of keeping the two apart for a while.
I sent Hye-jeong back to her temporary storage room and called Hye-yeon from the bathroom attached to her bedroom.
Hyeyeon was a little suspicious that her body seemed to have changed, although she wasn’t as good as Hyejeong, but this time too, she moved on with my brushing of her teeth and Seoyeon’s assistance her her .
And since Hye-yeon’s addiction was not as severe as that of Hye-jeong, she was not deeply suspicious, so it was easy to trick her into taking it.
‘… Haha, it’s good that you two have different addictions. If both were similar, the suspicion might have deepened.’
Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon’s addiction status is twice as different.
The two had different positions.
Even though Hye-jeong makes a fuss about her, her body, her being strange, she feels like Hye-yeon is like, ‘Hmm, is that in order?’ From her perspective her her her.
After another day or two, Hyejeong, who had become accustomed to the symptoms of her addiction, was now a completely loyal and obedient pussy slave to me.
Hyeyeon was no different.