[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 174

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Before Shi-woo knew it, he was gripping Seon-ju Imo’s hair with both hands.

Shi-woo pulls Seon-ju Imo’s hair towards him, thrusting his hips forward with all his might.

Shi-woo’s penis, erect as if about to burst, was being shoved deep into Imo’s mouth, right to the root.

Shi-woo shook his hips back and forth, savoring the sensation of Seon-ju Imo’s soft mucous membranes with his entire penis.

-Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The wet friction sound of a huge chunk of meat echoes from inside Seon-ju Imo’s mouth.

“Gerk! Ugh~ Haaack~”

Seon-ju Imo pushes against Shi-woo’s thighs with her palms, making retching sounds again.

-Slap!

Shi-woo releases one hand from Seon-ju Imo’s hair and slaps her head.

“Haa!”

Seon-ju Imo lets out a short, painful groan.

In that instant, the strength drains from Seon-ju Imo’s hand that was pushing against Shi-woo’s thigh.

“Hands behind your back and keep them there! If your hands drop, you’ll be attending a funeral today!”

Shi-woo raises his voice, threatening Seon-ju Imo.

“Ugh~ Ugh. Haa!”

Seon-ju Imo continues to gag.

Seon-ju Imo, unable to defy Shi-woo’s command, reluctantly moves her hands from Shi-woo’s thighs behind her back.

Seon-ju Imo takes a humiliating kneeling position, a massive penis in her mouth.

Shi-woo comfortably grips Seon-ju Imo’s hair again with both hands and begins to piston into Seon-ju Imo’s mouth.

-Like a beast shoving its genitals into a vagina to have sex-

-Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!!

The squelching friction sound of Shi-woo’s penis going in and out of Seon-ju Imo’s throat.

“Haa! Haaack! Ugh!”

Seon-ju Imo lets out a suffocating groan of pain each time Shi-woo’s massive penis enters and exits her throat.

Seon-ju Imo’s arms tremble, twitching as they are pinned behind her back.

Seon-ju Imo shivers, overwhelmed by a dizzying and faint sensation as if she were about to suffocate.

Seon-ju Imo struggles to hold on, desperately trying not to let her hands fall from behind her back.

Shi-woo forcefully pulls Seon-ju Imo’s head, bringing it all the way to the base of his shaft.

Seon-ju Imo’s face is pressed and crushed against the skin around the base of Shi-woo’s hairy groin.

“Ugh! Ugh Ha-ugh!”

Holding her breath, Seon-ju Imo heaves, struggling to vomit the phallus filling her throat.

Shi-woo releases one hand from Seon-ju Imo’s hair.

And he places his hand on the back of her head, as if to prevent Seon-ju Imo from escaping him.

Shi-woo presses Seon-ju Imo’s head even more forcefully towards his body.

Seon-ju Imo’s closed eyes widen.

Black tears of smeared mascara well up and stream down her face.

Seon-ju Imo’s face turns pale.

Seon-ju Imo’s body trembles, seemingly reaching its limit.

For a while, Shi-woo stares down at her face, his dick shoved all the way down Seon-ju Imo’s throat.

Seon-ju Imo’s body seems to have gone limp, almost on the verge of passing out.

Shi-woo looks down at Seon-ju Imo’s eyes with pity, but he shows no intention of letting her go.

Seon-ju Imo’s hands, which had been behind her back, fall limply to the floor, with no time or composure to obey Shi-woo’s command.

The whites of Seon-ju Imo’s eyes push her black pupils upward.

Red blood vessels are etched into the whites of her eyes.

Seon-ju Imo’s eyes roll back, bloodshot.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

Seon-ju Imo’s body reacts reflexively, twitching as she is half-conscious.

Only then, as if feeling sorry, Shi-woo releases the arm that had been restraining Seon-ju Imo’s head and pulls the thick, long flesh from her mouth.

“Cough! Cough!! Kah! Haaack~!! Haaack~”

Seon-ju Imo coughs and exhales rough breaths.

Seon-ju Imo collapses onto the floor, unable to support herself.

Seon-ju Imo’s body sprawls out, lying on its side.

Color gradually returns to Seon-ju Imo’s bloodless face, and she seems to be barely regaining consciousness.

Nevertheless, Shi-woo had no intention of stopping his punishment of Seon-ju Imo.

-Regardless of his feelings of pity for Seon-ju Imo-

Shi-woo slightly opens his room door and surveys the situation outside.

The railing of the stairs leading down to the first floor comes into Shi-woo’s view through the crack in the door.

Perhaps the younger siblings downstairs are deliberately ignoring what is happening on the second floor, waiting only for Shi-woo and Seon-ju Imo to come down.

Could Se-young and Soo-ah have heard the rough breaths and moans that Seon-ju Imo made a moment ago?

Are the younger siblings also getting excited imagining the situation upstairs?

Such thoughts seemed to be further arousing Shi-woo.

**

Shi-woo is about to begin a new game of teasing Seon-ju Imo.

“What did you whisper to Soo-ah earlier?”

Shi-woo asks about the content of the whisper that Seon-ju Imo had with Soo-ah before Soo-ah went to the bathroom.

Shi-woo was asking Seon-ju Imo, who was barely regaining her senses.

Shi-woo’s question is to create a justification for punishment.

Seon-ju Imo is lying on her side, weakly smiling, having confirmed that Shi-woo has left the door open.

Shi-woo feels resentful towards Seon-ju Imo, who is only showing a smile without answering.

Shi-woo approaches Seon-ju Imo from behind, who is lying on the floor, and lifts her butt.

Seon-ju Imo ends up in a face-down position with her butt raised.

Seon-ju Imo’s butt and thighs were soaked with glistening fluids seeping out from between her crack.

Shi-woo tried to push his erect thing straight into her crack from behind Seon-ju Imo.

Shi-woo aligns the tip of his dick with the entrance of Seon-ju Imo’s cave, the split crevice, and begins insertion.

-Thwack!

Shi-woo’s penis rummages into Seon-ju Imo’s pussy.

“Haa…”

Seon-ju Imo was suppressing her breathing, seemingly worried about the open door.

-Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Shi-woo ignores Seon-ju Imo’s situation and begins a violent piston action.

“Haa… Haa… Haa… Haa…”

Seon-ju Imo lets out a faint moan at Shi-woo’s bold piston action, then covers her mouth with her hand as if embarrassed.

-Slap!! Slap!!

Shi-woo mercilessly spanks Seon-ju Imo’s butt right away, without giving her a break.

A loud cracking sound that might have been heard by the younger siblings downstairs.

“Haa! Haa!”

Seon-ju Imo covers her mouth and endures Shi-woo’s spanking, inhaling the sound into her mouth.

From Seon-ju Imo’s perspective, is there really a need to suppress her moans now?

Perhaps Seon-ju Imo is enjoying this situation as a game.

The fact that Seon-ju Imo is pretending to care about her young nephew and daughter, as if participating in Shi-woo’s game, was further stimulating Shi-woo’s excitement.

Shi-woo checks the view outside the room through the slightly open door.

A precarious excitement is building.

Shi-woo’s sense of transgressive pleasure is also increasing.

Reason is gradually becoming paralyzed, as if dominated by pleasure.

Shi-woo now fully opens the slightly open door.

The sound of the TV in the living room on the first floor and the voices of the younger siblings seemed to be faintly audible through the stairs and hallway.

Shi-woo imagines Se-young and Soo-ah coming up to the second floor and witnessing the act he and Seon-ju Imo are doing.

A scene where the secret secrets that they had been hiding from each other are openly shared.

Shi-woo feels a thrill of excitement that makes his spine tingle at the staging of a situation where there is no longer any room for excuses.

-Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!!

Shi-woo began to shake his hips even more boldly.

“Haa! Haa! Haa! Haa!”

A sobbing moan leaks from Seon-ju Imo’s mouth, which is covered with her hand.

Shi-woo had been doing a violent piston action for a long time.

A feeling of ejaculation rapidly rises to the back of his head.

In an instant, Shi-woo pulls his hips back, quickly removing his penis, which was about to explode, from Seon-ju Imo’s pussy.

Shi-woo’s ejaculation is held back as if delayed.

Shi-woo grabs Seon-ju Imo’s arm, pulls her up, and takes her to the hallway.

A place where the floor of the living room on the first floor, where the younger siblings are, is visible.

Seon-ju Imo, who is not wearing anything, is standing in the middle of the hallway with Shi-woo.

The voices of Se-young and Soo-ah are occasionally heard from below.

Seon-ju Imo looked at Shi-woo with a flustered expression.

Shi-woo made Seon-ju Imo lie face down towards the stairs.

Seon-ju Imo follows Shi-woo’s instructions, even suppressing her breathing.

Shi-woo takes out his smartphone and takes pictures of Seon-ju Imo.

-Click!

-Click!

-Click!

The lewd appearance of Seon-ju Imo lying naked in the hallway is captured on the smartphone.

Shi-woo puts his smartphone down next to him and positions himself behind Seon-ju Imo.

-Thwack!

Shi-woo inserts his penis into Seon-ju Imo’s body in a surprise attack.

“Haa!”

Seon-ju Imo’s short moan leaks out in an instant.

-Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Shi-woo carefully begins to move his penis, which is stuck inside Seon-ju Imo’s pussy, back and forth, so that the sound is not heard as much as possible.