Chapter 254 – Interlude (3)

No running bus.

Keep your mouth shut and stay silent.

I feel tired because I slept more. Iarin looks at me gently while kneading the cock that still has a feeling of ejaculation. A pussy full of love juice is visible through the slightly open skirt. It was smooth with no hair.

My heart is pounding with excitement.

I couldn’t hear it properly because I was sleeping, but he said things like, “I’m sure you have an enlarged sex drive,” And “Don’t worry about it when you need it.” In her heart, she wanted to refute, but she couldn’t stop her mouth. Because I was implicitly admitting it.

At first I was just tired.

When Yerin Han ate me. When she came out of the mansion and forcibly copulated. Back then, she was just having a hard time. I was looking forward to ending this situation quickly. However, as time passed and the situation changed, something, ‘change’ occurred.

I’ve gotten used to it. In this crazy situation.

“Please decide quickly…♡ Huh…?♡”

Ia Lynn leans next to me and she wiggles her cock little by little. Arin’s hands are soiled by the flowing pre-cum. The eyes that still look lacking look at me.

A sense of crisis blooms in her head.

Now was the time to stop. Because I knew better than anyone that things were going in a bad direction. But what came out of my mouth was the exact opposite of what I expected.

“…Do it with your mouth.”

Do I really need to stop?

“Okay♡”

As it is, I lowered her head and bit the cock next to her. A hot, tangled tongue licks her glans. As the pleasure she expected hit her lower body, a pleasant feeling covered her whole body. Wait, were you expecting that?

…No.

It can’t be.

If you expect something like this, then isn’t it like ‘wind’? He gritted his teeth and shook her head. Rationalization takes place as if an elaborate puzzle is put together in the head. The elaborate-looking excuse was, paradoxically, sloppy, and seemed like it would fall apart if touched.

I can stop but I can’t stop

The end of self-justification came unexpectedly late. Even though I had a choice, I chose the opposite of my own will. The feeling of being consumed by a seething sex drive and losing control. That feeling dominated my head.

It was confusing. At the same time, a thought runs through my mind.

‘Since when?’

Since when have you been obsessed with sex?

“Whoop, yup, churrureup… Churup, chubbum…♡”

I thought while sucking my cock to Iarin. My head is dizzy from the rising excitement. It seems that the lower part of the body will melt at the tongue that carefully touches and sucks up only weak points.

Didn’t throw it away.

Whenever they approached and tried to release their accumulated sexual desire, he always refused to shake it off, saying ‘I can’t help it’. It was real until the middle. Because I was always a ‘prey’ before the relationship was properly established.

Always got eaten

My will had nothing to do with it.

But at some point, the relationship reversed.

They all started to love me wholeheartedly, and were obsessed with the ideal ‘relationship’ to the extent that they responded to every little bit of my opinion. From a certain moment on, I was in a position where I could stop whenever I wanted.

From the time I called them to the rooftop and said something to them.

From the time he reversed his master-servant relationship with Han Ye-rin and made her a slave.

It was a game I had already won.

Because of that, I was able to stop.

But.

It didn’t.

“Churreureup…♡ Eup, heeup… Chubum, chuuup…♡”

She moves her neck and sucks on her dick. Ia-Lin, who was soon at the root, was licking her cock, rolling her head from side to side. The lips are pressed against the groin. The inside of my neck was hot.

I feel good. It feels good enough to make your head spin for a while.

Ia Lynn jerks her head up and down intermittently, sucking the goo of her cock.

Huge breasts were placed on the bus seats below, and the breasts swayed every time the bus rocked on the ground. When I glanced to the side of her, Arin’s chair was soaked with her love juice.

“Churup ♡ Eup, haub, churrureup…♡”

Ia Lynn clings to her cock with her heart eyes open, bobbing her head hard. Whenever she does, her blue bobbed hair sways. Her love-struck eyes are fixed on her cock. Under her lips, which rose above her glans, her tongue moved to melt his cock and drink it.

“Hey, Eheob, Eup, Ehe…♡ Eup, Churup, Chubbub, Chub♡”

The feeling of ejaculation rises to the limit with tongue movements that only stimulate her glans. Ia Lynn squeezes her balls tight, prompting her to ejaculate.

“Yeah… It’s okay if it’s cheap…♡ It doesn’t matter if you feel better… The more you feel better, the happier I am♡ So, as much as you want… Cum in my pussy?♡ Eup, juicy, juicy… ♡”

Ia Lynn, who brushed her hair to the side, swallowed her cock right up to her roots. His cock trembled in her mouth, which was closely attached to her. I can’t stand more than this.

“Whoop, churrup, chubbong, yup, chuuuuu?!♡ Whoop, churrureup… Gulp… Gulp…♡”

Ia Lynn Sucks And Drinks All Of Her Pouring Cum All you see is her gurgling semen dripping down her throat. Ia Lin clings to her cock and carefully licks the remaining semen.

“Shudder… Whoa… Did you feel good?♡ Then, now… Shall we go here?”

Ia Lin sneaks up on her skirt to show off her cunt. Her love juice gave off a sticky, erotic scent.

“…”

My heart is pounding.

To be honest, I want to do it again right now. I habitually take out my phone and check the time. The sight was good enough. But still.

“No, let’s end here.”

Over this. I thought what would happen if I allowed it one more time.

Refuse.

“…”

Arin’s eyes widen, then she returns to normal. Squeeze her mental strength to the end. At the words she uttered, Ia-Lin nodded her head.

“Then… I can’t help it.”

Unexpectedly, Ia-rin backed off easily. Iarin took the artifact out of her pocket and cleaned it of all the saliva and liquid. When I tuck my dry cock into my pants and breathe a sigh of relief, Iarin naturally sticks next to me.

Now I get it.

Right now, I was driven to the brink of being defeated by sexual desire.

Cold sweat runs down your forehead. She had to control herself. If you can’t control it.

I don’t know how.

“Huh…♡”

As I sit back and let out a sigh of relief, Ia Lin grabs her cock with her hand and strokes it slowly. She is taken aback by the soft sensation felt on the fabric.

“What are you doing?”

“…Just because I got bored.”

“Don’t do it.”

“Nope.”

Even if I tell him to stop in a trembling voice, he won’t stop. Her nudged fingers caught the erect cock under her pants, indirectly doing her goddaughter.

“Whoa…”

“I’ll do it until I arrive… ♡ Being touched by her classmate’s cock on the bus, honestly, feels good.”

Ia Lin whispers to me and she grins. She then picks up her cell phone and uses her SNS. Her hand still didn’t stop. Her slithering hand slurped up her prick. The inside of my pants was hot.

I couldn’t concentrate on my thoughts.

The thought that I had to stop kept falling down the abyss. Arin’s fingers rubbed and caressed her glans.

Her tickling pleasure from her warm hand hitting her tuk-tuk came up to her chest.

Also.

This time too.

She couldn’t stop

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She was suspicious at first, then puzzled, and as time passed and her head cooled down, her emotions turned to ‘annoyed’ before she knew it.

It seems like I’m just getting beaten up.

However, she felt that it was dangerous to take the ‘lead’ habitually.

My heart is pounding. Her head was dizzy. She vaguely knew. The fact that I am obsessed with taking the initiative. If I acknowledged this, it seemed as if I would cross an irreversible river.

It’s like, like she did ira machio to Seol-ah a few weeks ago, it’s like she can’t control herself. More than anything, the more I do, the more I feel like I’m getting farther away from my ‘usual self’, and I haven’t been able to do anything for a week.

Before I knew it, the calendar pointed to the beginning of May.

Her girlfriend is back

There was only one month left before that. Anxiety suddenly intervenes in the emotions of half worry and half expectation. Surely, when my girlfriend comes back…

Will this life ever end?

“…”

By nature, she is unconditional.

I’m sure he’ll say the same thing and try to separate me from the girls, rather than saying, “Why don’t you look at other women besides me?” Perhaps, if they don’t back down, I will forcibly end the relationship like I did when I was in middle school, and try to remain the ‘only woman’ around me as always.

“…Ah.”

I like my girlfriend.

No, it’s just not good. To the extent that I have been prepared to dedicate my life to her for a long time, my girlfriend is not simply a special relationship. A relationship that is special and close to eternity, which should never be without each other.

The relationship between Jisoo Jisoon, who loves each other to the point of taking their breath away, comes out right away.

If you put them and their girlfriend on the balance, it’s to the point of overwhelmingly leaning towards the girlfriend. The weight of my girlfriend in my feelings was amazing. Yes, obviously, but…

Why are you anxious?

“…”

The feeling was quite different from the anxiety caused by the fear of losing a friendship-like relationship with Seol-ah. Even Seol-ah, who is special if he is special, is nothing but autumn leaves in front of his girlfriend. In front of a deep relationship that has been more than 10 years, a friend who has been less than 1 years has no choice but to be relatively light.

A little different reason.

As if her body already knew the answer, she poked the result sheet into her chest.

Hell, I couldn’t admit it.

Kuk-kuk, stabbing heart beats. My cheeks flushed slightly at the intermittent excitement. She glanced down and saw her half-erect cock cocked her head up inside her pants.

“…No, no.”

I love my girlfriend

When I come back and graduate, I plan to get married right away. He loved his girlfriend more than anyone could have imagined. But if that love fades because of her only ‘this’ reason, where is she so ugly?

This feeling I love was not in vain.

I mean, it’s not that light.

I get out of bed with my hunched back up. This weekend. Feeling uneasy, I opened the door, and her father was lying on the sofa watching her TV.

“Where are you going?”

“Fenrir.”

“Why all of a sudden…?”

“I have a question for you.”

“Goodbye. Call me right away if it’s dangerous.”

Nod.

I put a hat on top of my unwashed hair and open the front door. A warm wind brushed my forehead. Her roadside was full of green vegetation. It takes 30 minutes to walk through the tree-lined trees to the next town. Around the time I wake up, I see a familiar figure in the distance.

“You came unexpectedly quickly!”

“Wake up a little early.”

“Now, come inside. Have you had breakfast?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll prepare it simply. Come on, follow me.”

She holds her cellphone just before Fenrir grabs her by the wrist and drags her into her house.

“No. Please look at this first before eating.”

“Huh? What did you mean?”

“Do you know what this is?”

Gray cat.

Fenrir’s eyes widened after seeing the montage.

The atmosphere that had been exhilarating until just now subsided in an instant.

“Ah.”

Power enters Fenrir’s hands.

An intermittent trembling voice was tinged with endless fear.

“…Epzahede.”

Is evil