[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 677 (Aunt Seonju, Suah, Seyoung) (on the dining table)

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“Jilgeok jilgeok jjilgeok! Chureuk, chureok!”

As expected, perhaps because the number and amount of sushi were a bit much, crushed sushi was sliding out between the flesh where Seon-ju Imo and Shi-woo were joined.

Shi-woo pulls his penis out of Seon-ju Imo’s pussy.

Wet filth from inside the hole spills out with his penis.

Seon-ju Imo, trying to protect the food inside her body, pulls her legs inward as if she’s about to collapse, shaking her body…

Shi-woo leaves Seon-ju Imo like that and approaches the table where his younger sisters are lying.

Se-young has her lips attached to Soo-ah’s hole and is sucking roughly, as if inhaling.

Soo-ah, also pinned under Se-young’s body, sucks on her pussy.

Shi-woo steps forward, supports Se-young’s shoulders and chest to lift her up, and makes her get off the table.

Soo-ah, who was lying under Se-young’s warmth and weight, in the sudden void of pleasure, shrinks her body, gathering her arms and legs as if not knowing what to do.

Shi-woo moves the few remaining sushi pieces from Soo-ah’s thighs onto her stomach for a moment.

Then, he grabs Soo-ah’s legs with his hands and spreads them wide apart to the left and right.

Soo-ah’s legs, spread so wide they push away the dishes and almost fall off the table.

The thick labia of her crotch were spread open like flower buds about to bloom.

The calf part below Soo-ah’s knees was fixed, hanging on the edge of the table.

Shi-woo puts his knees on the table and climbs up, putting his weight on it.

With both knees between her legs, Shi-woo reaches out and spreads her swollen petals to the side.

He can see some rice grains remaining in the pussy inside her pussy, but it seems to have been somewhat emptied by Se-young’s mouth.

Shi-woo puts his middle finger into the hole as it is, stirring up her smooth and soft vaginal flesh.

Even deep inside Soo-ah’s pussy, the fish and rice grains were almost gone.

The food that had been filling her body has been transferred into Se-young’s stomach.

A strange sense of pride and satisfaction towards his younger sisters is felt in Shi-woo’s heart.

Shi-woo pulls his finger out of Soo-ah’s hole.

Shi-woo picks up the sushi he had moved onto her stomach.

Then, he starts inserting the picked-up sushi into Soo-ah’s hole.

Shi-woo is putting all of them into her hole without even counting how many there are.

It seems to be about the same number as the sushi he put into Seon-ju Imo, or even more.

Shi-woo puts his middle finger into the hole and pushes the sushi in, 꾸욱 꾸욱.

After doing it a few times, it even feels somewhat easier now.

“Haaaaaa…hauuu..haaaaa”

However, Soo-ah still doesn’t seem to be used to such acts, and she lets out moans that sound like groans, filled with trembling breaths.

Seon-ju Imo, who is watching Shi-woo’s actions with concern from the side in an almost collapsed posture.

Seon-ju Imo was trying to protect the food stored inside her body from spilling out, taking an awkward posture.

Shi-woo puts his hand on Soo-ah’s waist and makes her take a position as if lying on top of her.

Then, he picks up a bottle of alcohol placed nearby and pours it little by little into Soo-ah’s open mouth.

It’s as if he’s filling Soo-ah’s mouth with alcohol to show Seon-ju Imo.

Soo-ah swallowed the alcohol that filled her mouth twice, tilting her head back.

The amount of alcohol Soo-ah drank seems to be much more than the alcohol poured into a typical glass.

It seems to be well over five glasses at the very least.

Even so, when Shi-woo fills Soo-ah’s mouth with alcohol again, Seon-ju Imo’s expression is filled with worry.

Shi-woo looks down at Seon-ju Imo with a look of contempt for a moment.

His eyes were filled with an absolute sense of superiority and coldness, as if trying to see through and control everything.

Seon-ju Imo looked at Shi-woo with a face as if she had given up all will and reason.

Her eyes, as if accepting her powerlessness deep in her bones, no longer held any questions or hesitation.

She was maintaining her position in a submissive attitude, as if waiting only for Shi-woo’s command.

But even in such a situation, beyond her anxiously trembling breath, a suppressed excitement seems to be quietly lingering.

Perhaps what is dominating her at this moment is only the sense of depraved fantasy and overwhelming thrill she gets through Shi-woo.

Shi-woo, while making eye contact with Seon-ju Imo, attempts a ruthless insertion into Soo-ah’s pussy.

Shi-woo’s heavy penis pushed into Soo-ah’s pussy, which was filled with foreign objects, roughly and resolutely.

“Haeueueung… eueueueung… eueueueeum!”

With her mouth full of alcohol, she let out a sobbing moan through her nose, without even having time to take a breath.

Her core was engulfed in overwhelming pain and heat, and was slowly being eroded.

That insertion was an invasion and a capture, and a punishment burning with thrill.

Before she knew it, the tip of Shi-woo’s penis reached the entrance of her uterus.

Jilgeok chilgeok jilgeok jjilgeok!

Shi-woo moved his penis back and forth while pressing down on her pelvis.

“Kolk haueuk! Kulleok! Kuk..kuuueuk…hueueum”

Soo-ah, unable to properly support her trembling body, vomited the alcohol in her mouth.

Seon-ju Imo, watching her daughter suffering right next to her, is overwhelmed with frustration and powerlessness that she can’t do anything herself, and shakes her body powerlessly.

Shi-woo looks at Seon-ju Imo like that and points to Soo-ah’s mouth with his chin.

As soon as Shi-woo’s signal was given, Seon-ju Imo brought her mouth to Soo-ah’s open mouth as if she had been waiting.

“Haeup suueup surueup suruuueup!”

She sucks the alcohol from Soo-ah’s mouth into her own and swallows it, with the feeling of saving Soo-ah.

Even after emptying the alcohol from Soo-ah’s mouth, Seon-ju Imo’s lips did not leave Soo-ah’s mouth.

Seon-ju Imo and Soo-ah were sharing an even deeper kiss than before, mixing their tongues.

Julgeok chulgeok chulgeok chulpeok peok ppeok peok!

Shi-woo watches the two women’s lewd kiss and thrusts his penis into Soo-ah’s hole.

He felt a lot of foreign substances in Soo-ah’s hole, but Shi-woo no longer cares about that and slams his penis into Soo-ah’s hole like he usually does.

“Haeueung! Haaaang.. heueueeung haeuehuk haeueuk!”

Soo-ah burst out a sob-filled moan in her throat.

Seon-ju Imo held her lips tightly together, wrapped her arms and chest around Soo-ah’s head, and comforted her as if soothing her pain.

Watching the two women’s intertwined appearance of affectionate maternal love and longing for pleasure, Shi-woo continues to shake his hips.

In the kitchen, the sound of each other’s heavily suppressed desires mixing and surging was flowing out as if scattering into the air.

**

Shi-woo thrust his penis into Soo-ah’s pussy like that for a long time.

In the climax that she had already reached several times, Soo-ah is lying down, senselessly releasing her body, like someone who has given up on trying to maintain consciousness any longer.

Only the faint movements that barely cling to the tip of Seon-ju Imo’s tongue, and the subtle tightening that is happening in Shi-woo’s penis, allow one to confirm that she has not yet completely let go of her consciousness.

Shi-woo pulls out his still intact penis from deep inside her pussy.

Rice grains from inside her pussy come out with the viscosity of her vaginal fluids…

The white tail hair inserted into her ass was already soaked with moisture, and its shape was so distorted that it was difficult to recognize.

Shi-woo pulls out her anal plug with his hand, feeling like he should.

Ppoeok! With a sound, the metal protrusion that had been stuck in her ass was pulled out.

Seon-ju Imo, who had been absorbed in kissing Soo-ah, was startled by the sound and turned her gaze away, looking uneasy.

Soo-ah’s ass is open as wide as the circumference of the anal plug that was just pulled out.

The circumference seems to be maintained for a while, but then her anal wrinkles are slowly narrowing and closing.

That scene makes Shi-woo fall into a strange and erotic mood for some reason.

Shi-woo brings the metal part of the plug that had been inserted into Soo-ah’s ass to his face.

“Keung keung! Heueueueheup! Keung!”

Shi-woo sniffs Soo-ah’s anal plug, making a loud noise as if on purpose.

The residual heat and sticky smell that permeated the air were subtly felt as if stinging the tip of his nose.

Soo-ah flinches as if ashamed at the sound she hears with her eyes covered by an eye patch.

Seon-ju Imo’s facial expression was slightly disheveled, as if she was strangely excited.

Shi-woo leans his body forward a little and holds out the anal plug he was holding right in front of Seon-ju Imo’s nose.

“Heum keung heueeum…keuheum…!”

Seon-ju Imo, as if realizing Shi-woo’s playful intention, immediately makes a sound and smells the odor on the anal plug.

Soo-ah’s body began to tremble, soaked in obscene shame.