episode_0060

I grabbed coffee and went out.

At that moment, time started to pass again.

Although I couldn’t hear any sound, I was able to clearly see the situation inside the cafe.

Kim Cheol-soo hurriedly enters the counter.

And Bae Da-hye, who twitches and quietly endures the stimulation I gave her.

After a while, Kim Cheol-soo tilts his head and begins to search the room behind the counter.

Da-hye poured out her heart and attacked Kim Cheol-soo with an even stronger attitude.

Even from the outside, the atmosphere between the two seemed cold.

“I don’t know if we’re really going to get divorced if we do that.”

For a moment, my eyes met Dahye’s.

The face that had been frowning because of my husband straightened slightly as he looked at me.

I waved lightly and walked toward the elevator.

Today is Thursday.

I was quite looking forward to the weekend with Dahe.

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“You’re here!”

When I entered the reading room, Hyejeong stood up from behind the counter and greeted me.

My eyes were drawn to the priest’s uniform that clung to his body. To be precise, my eyes were taken by the desirable breasts. My heart pounds as I think that soon I will be able to hold that breast in my mouth and shake my waist.

“Where are you looking?”

Bozian, who was sitting in front of the computer, probably didn’t like seeing me like that and grumbled.

The woman who had been panting beneath me a few minutes ago, and the woman who had been moaning as her chest was held, was glaring at me with her eyes focused.

“The boss… . “Why do you always look at her breasts first when you look at a woman?”

“… … “I’ve never done that before?”

“wow… . You did it without realizing it… .＂

Bozian lifts one hand and appears to cover her chest.

“It’s not the type of breast that can be covered by such slender arms.”

“Are you sexually harassing me?”

“No, I’m praising you. “It was the best breast I’ve ever sucked.”

“What the hell are you talking about! Customers too… . You are there… … .＂

I blush and am embarrassed, as if I never thought I would come out like this.

Of course, I know that Ya Hye-jeong is next to me. How can you forget the existence of such a sexy nun… . Is there another such blasphemous thing?

“Apostle… . No, Jiham. Then my heart… . To what extent?

“… … to?”

Bojian flinched and trembled at the conversation that deviated from common sense.

“Hyejeong. “Do you want to come out here?”

“yes!”

Hyejeong ran out of the counter as if she had been waiting for my gesture.

＂Stand up straight.＂

“Like this?”

Ya Hye-jeong standing right in front of me.

I raised my finger and stabbed Hyejeong in the chest.

“iced coffee… … .＂

It’s not an expression of dislike at all.

Instead, he seemed happy.

I open my mouth slightly and follow my fingers as they move around the priest’s robe with my eyes.

＂Seo.. no way… . This person too? “Is that the kind of relationship you have with the boss?”

“What is that kind of relationship?”

“… … .＂

Slowly move your fingers along the bra line.

He forced his fingers between the flesh of her breasts and her bra and inserted the priest’s robe between them.

“Hyejeong. “I said I wanted to receive an award.”

“yes… … .＂

“What specifically do you want to receive?”

“… … .＂

Hyejeong’s eyes turned to Jian.

“What you did with Jian… . To me too… . “I wish you would do it the same way.”

＂Do..that doesn’t make sense… … . Why does someone like you… … . With the boss… … .＂

That’s harsh.

What’s wrong with me?

No, is he saying that when he was begging me to cum too?

That’s spitting in your own face.

＂Jian. Then work hard. From now on, I will definitely call you oppa. From now on, if you call me the boss, I will take money out of your salary.”

I held Hyejeong’s hand and left the reading room.

Bojian was seeing us off without saying a word, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

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The place I headed to, holding Hyejeong’s hand, was the massage shop M.

This was the best solution I came up with after thinking about it on my own.

A solution that kills two birds with one stone by not wasting movement time and saving money.

[Don’t be stupid! Massage shops are not motels!!! ]

But Park A-young didn’t seem to think so.

When asked to rent just one room with a soft bed, you can see them getting upset and holding out their smartphones.

“why? You have to eat my semen anyway. I love that you get to eat my cum and that we get a place to spend time together. Isn’t it win-win?”

[Please don’t talk about semen where people can hear! What will other people think when they hear it!? ]

“well? Should I ask?”

I looked at Hyejeong and asked.

“What do you think of people who talk about semen in places like this?”

“uh… . I’ve never eaten it before… . “I really want to try Mr. Jiham’s semen!”

“I heard that’s true?”

“… … .＂

Ayoung sighed heavily and held out her smartphone.

[What is this woman again? Is this a new girl again? ]

“what? Are you jealous? Are you mad at me for bringing another woman into our private space?”

[Don’t talk nonsense! I’m worried about this woman! I’m wondering if you’re being threatened like me and have no choice but to give up your body! ]

What a threat.

If anyone hears this, it will be misunderstood.

“Do you really think I asked you to eat my semen? “Aren’t you the one who begs me to cum every day, saying you can’t live properly without my semen?”

“oh… . Is it that delicious?”

[ no! You instigated Da-hye to cut off her sleep buff! ]

good.

It seems like Da-hye listened to my request properly.

“so? Are you really not going to rent me a room?”

I hugged Hyejeong proudly.

He wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me towards him.

“As you can see, this person is quite attractive… . If I go far away, I don’t know when I’ll come back here… . Are you okay? “Isn’t it a big deal if I forget and don’t come?”

“… … .＂

＂Rather than worrying about when I will return, I think it would be better to give up the room now and take the money.’

Ayoung sighed heavily and tapped her smartphone.

[Then I will do it first. I’ll eat it quickly and leave you alone. Please do it as quickly as possible and get out. ]

“ah… . Are you saying you don’t want to suck a dick that was inside another woman? “When I was with Da-hye, I only gave her a good wash.”

[Please be quiet! Aren’t you embarrassed that it’s semen and a dick!? ]

“at all?”

“… … .＂

Park A-young held her smartphone tightly and trembled.

“good. “Then it’s okay for Hyejeong to watch?”

[There’s no way it’s okay! ]

“Hyejeong. Ayoung is really good at giving blowjobs. Would you like to watch and learn?”

“yes! “I’ll try my best!”

“… … .＂

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Ayoung led us to a large massage room.

It was not a typical single bed, but a bed large enough for two people.

“oh… . “Is there a room like this?”

“cool. “It’s my first time entering that massage room!”

The softness of the bed was also different.

It wasn’t a massage bed, but felt like a regular bed used at home.

[Take off your pants quickly. ]

“Take it off.”

I sat on the edge of the bed and gently scratched Ayoung’s nerves.

A woman wearing a black mask staring at me.

Her short blue hair was shaking with anger, and her even darker blue eyes were staring right between my legs.

‘If you ask me to do that again… . Do you want to do it?’

My butt was shaking.

I’m not that type of person, but now when I see Park A-young, my butt gets tickled without me even realizing it.

The feeling of burying my son in my balls and thrusting his tongue into my ass hole and stroking my step daughter was coming back to me.

[Are you a baby? I have no hands! There are no feet! ]

＂Mites?＂

“… … .＂

Park A-young was scared and took a step back.

He jumps up in place, strokes his forearm, and shudders.

If he had been able to speak, he probably would have sworn loudly.

“Would you like me to take it off?”

Ya Hye-jeong approaches me with eyes full of interest.

It’s not a bad idea to leave it to Hyejeong.

But what I want to see right now is Park A-young taking off her pants with an expression of disgust, not Ya Hye-jeong taking off her pants with an expression like she would do anything for her.

＂Ayoung-ah. If Hyejeong takes off my pants first, I will do it with Hyejeong first. Is it still okay?”

[You are such trash. ]

“okay. Would you please quickly take out your trash dick and ask it with your mouth?”

“… … .＂

Park A-young, who was looking in Hye-jeong’s direction, eventually came over and knelt in front of me.

He closes his mouth, glares at me as if I were a bug, and unbuttons his slacks.

[Lift your butt. ]

“why? Are you still doing that today?”

＂Kuhhh… … .＂

Park A-young nervously pulled down her pants and panties.

When the cock, which was already more than half erect, was revealed, Hyejeong quietly said, ‘Ah…’ … .’ He let out an exclamation.

“Hyejeong. Would you like to come and sit next to me? You’ll see it better from here.”

“yes!”

Hyejeong sat close to me without hesitation.

The stockings exposed on the side of the priest’s uniform with long side slits rub against my thighs, giving me a strange feeling of pleasure.

Oops.

Ayoung pulled up the mask slightly, opened her mouth, and pushed the dick into her mouth.

A warm and moist feeling is delivered to the glans.

Fela cannot be seen sucking properly because of the mask.

I think this has its own charm.

‘But today, I hope Hyejeong can watch and learn… .＇

＂Ayoung-ah. Would you mind taking off your mask? If you do this, your face will be covered, so you won’t be able to see Hyejeong giving you a blowjob properly.”

“… … .＂

Park A-young, who had been avoiding eye contact, finally made eye contact with me.

I liked those eyes full of defiance.

“Why do you look at me like that? You will do it eventually. no?”

“… … .＂

“Oh, don’t take it all off, just put it on one ear.”

He puts his dick in his mouth and sighs proudly.

But Ayoung willingly did as I told her.

He kneels between my legs, takes the glans in his mouth, and slowly takes off the mask.

To make it easier for Hyejeong to see, I put the mask on the other ear and started giving blowjob again.

“Hyejeong. Watch and learn… . When Ayoung is finished… . Because it’s your turn… … . Understand?”